Okay, so I love Seddie, and wanted to take a stab at what going to happen in the show from now on.
Disclaimer: If I owned iCarly or any of these characters, Sam and Freddie would've been together since day one.
Well, this was unexpected. I came out here to come and comfort Sam, to tell her that she should tell Brad how she feels and stop hiding her feelings. I was way off. At this moment, Sam's lips are placed on mine and I don't know what to do. I'm literally frozen. Confusion doesn't even begin to explain how I feel right now. I feel her grip tighten on my shoulder and I think about kissing her back, but for some reason, I couldn't move.
This wasn't like our first kiss: We weren't just trying to get this out of the way. She shocked me, to say the least, by doing this. Wait a second...does this mean she likes me? Or possibly loves me? No...this is crazy. Me and Sam? She's the devil. She always tries to make my life a living hell. She hits me constantly and always insults me.
But on the other hand, she's proved to me that she can be helpful and considerate and kind. Not to mention she never fails to make me laugh. Also, she's stunning. The way that her blonde hair- Wait. Do I like her? There's only one way to find out.
Just as I was about to kiss her back, she pulled away and walked back a few steps. I didn't like this distance. I realized that I was still frozen in place and tried my best to wipe this expression off of my face and bring my arms back to my sides.
However, I didn't take my eyes off of her. She really is gorgeous. Possibly the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Scratch that, definitely the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I stared at the lips that were just on mine and wished that I had a chance to kiss them like she just kissed mine. Does that make any sense? Wow, I'm babbling. In my own thoughts. That's pathetic.
"Sorry." She muttered, obviously trying to break this awkward silence.
"It's cool." I quickly responded, wishing I could've told her that she had nothing to be sorry about. That she should do it again so I could see if what I was feeling was real. I contemplated doing it myself, but decided that would be a bad idea. There was still a possibility that she didn't kiss him because she loves me, she could've had another reason. Of course, I couldn't think of one at the moment.
"Look, we should really get back to our project..." She tried walking off, but I walked in front of her. However, that did no good, because, still being in my state of shock, she pushed right past me and ran through the door. I didn't even have the strength to stop her, much less watch her as she walked away.
God only knows how long I stood out there, dumbfounded and confused. I was only pulled out of my thoughts by a petite brunette viciously tapping on my shoulder. "What was that?" She practically screamed at me.
I looked around to see if anybody else was around, eavesdropping or something. You never know around her. I stared at her face, the one I used to 'love.' God, I used to be so naive. That wasn't love. That was just...Well, to put it bluntly, a creepy crush. Sure she was beautiful, and smart and all of that good stuff, but she wasn't for him. It only took him getting hit by a taco truck to realize it. "Hello, Freddie?" She raised her voice a little higher than it had been a second ago. "Do you want to answer my question?"
"W-what was the question again?" I knew what she was talking about, of course. I can't really forget about what just happened... I just need to know how much she knows. I don't want to go blurting out what happened only to have the girl I possibly love be mad at me. Wait a second...I didn't mean that. I meant Sam. I don't love her...no.
"Don't play dumb with me Fredward!" I flinched at the name, she rarely ever uses my full name. "Sam and you just kissed! Again! This time I had to witness it though, and I'm glad I did. Because who knows how long it would've taken you guys to tell me about this! Why did this happen? Have you guys, you know, been like seeing each other? I just want to-"
However, I cut her off, mid-babble. "No, no no. Carly. We are not seeing each other. I'm just as shocked as you are."
He face lightened a little bit, but just as soon as it had, it went right back to confusion. "Wait, so how do you feel about her?"
Well, that was the question of the hour, now wasn't it? How do I feel about her? That inexplainable at the moment. "Good question."
There was another awkward silence until her phone rang, indicating that she had a text message. I stared at her, knowing who it was from. "I gotta go. That was...Gibby." She walked to the door, but before she left she looked at me and said "Are you gonna be okay?" I gave her a nod and she ran off, once again leaving me with my thoughts and one huge, huge question: How do I feel about Sam?
So...Thoughts? Should I continue this, or stop writing? Review and let me know!