Emma: I've decided to take a shot at some One-Shots so here's the first one, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Oh yeah, I own iCarly, that would be why I'm writing this fanfiction. (Note the sarcasm) ;P
Freddie's POV
Ding
Geez, what's with all the texs today?
I picked up my phone but stopped to see the id.
Sam Puckett.
Those words flashed across the screen in blue lights.
What does Sam want?
Without another thought, I opened the message.
Yo, Freddork. U up? -Sam
I sighed as I glanced at my alarm clock: 2:35am. It was too late for Sam to be up, perhaps she got up to get a snack. I shook my head out of thought and looked back at the screen to reply.
Of course I am. I can't sleep with the sound of my mom's snoring seeping into my room. -Freddork
Within seconds I got a reply. Wow, Sam never wants to talk to me.
Figures your mom snores, xD -Sam
Anything in paticular you wanted? Other than annoy me -.-# -Freddork
Well...um...ugh! You know what never mind, it's nothing. I'm off to bed. -Sam
Um...okay? -Freddork
That was strange.
I shrugged it off and put my phone back on my side dresser.
I slid down into my bed and pulled the covers straight over my head, but my mom's snoring still burst through.
I groaned for the billionth time as I sat up and put my night light on.
I glanced at my phone, Something was wrong with Sam.
My instincts were telling me I would get kicked in the groin for texting her again, but my heart was pushing me towards the phone, so I had no other choice.
Sam, are you okay? -Freddork
I waited for a reply but none came.
Sam, are you there? -Freddork
And once again, I waited.
After half a dozen texts had been sent to her, I sighed and figured she must've fallen back asleep.
That is until...
I'm fine, go to sleep already and stop with the texting! -Sam
No, tell me what's wrong! You aren't acting like...usual -Freddork
For god sake, can't you just take my word that I'm okay and move on? -Sam
No -Freddork
Sam's POV
Why is he so persistent?
I sighed and looked at the screen. I'm not okay. I didn't have the guts to write it though.
I stared down at the empty message and slid my hands onto the keypad on my Pear Phone.
I love you. I typed in and smiled to myself. If only I could send it...
I put my hand over the delete button and hit it slowly.
Only, it was very late and my eyes were blurry with lack of sleep.
SHIT!
I screamed at the top of my lungs, What have I just done?
I looked at the screen as I panicked with all my might.
Message Sent
Freddie's POV
It was few minutes before I got a reply that night.
I looked at the screen as my mouth dropped to the floor and my eyes popped out of my skull.
I love you -Sam
It took me a while to process it.
Only after ten minutes of freaking out did the most logical thought cross my mind.
I laughed as I looked at the screen and typed.
Very funny Puckett. Why won't you tell me what's wrong? -Freddork
Sam's POV
I waited for his response with nothing but fear in my heart. I'm so stupid! I should've checked which button I was clicking!
After ten minutes there was bleep from my phone, and with the speed I picked it up in I nearly dropped it.
I couldn't look at it. It took about 10 minutes for me to get the courage to take a slight glance.
As I did, I read ten words that cut my heart in two.
Very funny Puckett. Why won't you tell me what's wrong? -Freddork
Of course he would take it as a joke. I sighed with relief and pain all at the same time.
Maybe it's just not the right time for him to know yet.
I'll tell you someother time, possibly. For now, goodnight Fredweird -Sam
Okay, G'night -Freddork
Right now, I'm just fine with being friends.
I smiled as I curled back into bed.