This is my first story for iCarly. Review. Non bad please.
This takes place in the future…
Just so you know:
Sam's point of view
Song
Mel's text
Tasha's text
Wendy's text
Carly's text
-F.H.E.G.
SPOV
I sat on our bed, staring at the wall.
Hey
Let me tell you no,
Ooh (ooh)
Babe (yeah)
Hey
The only sound that was heard was faint music on the radio.
Try'na decide Try'na decide if
I really wanna go out tonight
I never used to go out without you
Not sure I remember how to
I turned it up. And started to listen to the song. I think it's called T-shirt, I'm not really sure.
Gonna be late gonna be late but
All my girls gonna' have to wait 'cause
I don't know if I like my outfit
I tried everything in my closet
Wow… this song kind of reminds me of…well… me.
BEEP!
I look at my phone…
10 missed calls from Mel.
15 texts from Wendy and Tasha.
20 calls and texts from Carly.
All probably asking where I am.
Nothin feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos
Takin them off 'cause I feel a fool
Try'na dress up when I'm missin you
But before I can even think about getting dressed, I keep listening to the song. I think of how this song reminds me of him.
I mean I know he left to go on tour with the cast of his new movie.
But I just can't help missing him. Ever since we started dating way back then I couldn't really find the strength to leave him, and even during collage, he went to collage I just stayed here in Seattle, I missed him like crazy even when I visited him almost every week.
Imma step out of this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes
In bed I lay
With nothing but your T-shirt on (oohoo)
With nothing but your T-shirt on
I walk over to the dresser and pick out his favorite '#1 Hottest … (1) EVER!' shirt. Then I walked over to the bed and try to fall asleep.
Hey
Gotta be strong, gotta be strong but I'm
Really hurtin now that you're gone I
Thought maybe I'd do some shopping
But I couldn't get past the door and
I start to tear up. And for the record Samantha Puckett doesn't cry. I hate how he, my boyfriend, fiancé, soon to be husband, can do this to me!
Now I don't know, now I don't know if I'm
Ever really gonna let you go and I
Couldnt even leave my apartment
I'm stripped down, torn up about it
I keep listening to the song, I think about how he can have any girl in the world but he chose me… not Carly… not Wendy… not Mel… not Tasha…
He chose me… Sam… his so to be wife… I love that title.
Now
Nothin feels right (now) when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos
Takin them off (hey)'cause I feel a fool
Try'na dress up when I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you)
I miss him… I miss him… I miss him… so much.
Imma step out of this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes (hooo)
In bed I (lay) lay
With nothing but your T-shirt on (I'm all by myself with)
With nothing but your T-shirt on (ooh)
With nothing but your T-shirt on
('cause I miss you, 'cause I miss you)
With nothing but your T-shirt on
(Said I missed you ... baby)
Now I'm humming the tune and staring at my ceiling. Then I slowly move my hand in front of my face and look at the ring. It's not fancy or just too much, like the ring Brad gave Carly, or the ring Gib gave Tasha, or the ring J gave Wendy, or even the ring David gave Mel. It was simple thin gold band with a small diamond. The perfect ring anyone can ask for.
Try'na decide Try'na decide if
I really wanna go out tonight
I Couldn't even leave my apartment
I'm stripped down, torn up about it
Cos
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos (oohoo)
Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool
Try'na dress up when I'm missin you (when I'm missin you)
Now I start singing the only words I know 'nothing but your t-shirt on' and dancing around the apartment.
Imma step out of this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes (hooo)
In bed I lay (lay)
Yea hey
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you (hoooho)
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos (yeah yeah)
Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool
Try'na dress up when I'm missin you (cos i miss you)
I look at my phone 20 more texts and calls, just to let them know, I text Carly, Wendy, Mel, and Tasha, telling them I'm not going.
BEEP!
Carly:
Oh, ok Sam. Feel better. He'll be coming home soon.
Wendy:
KK Sam! See you soon.
Mel:
OH! SAM! Do you want me to come over? I'll go. I love you sis!
Tasha:
KK! Ttyl!
I text my sister back saying 'to have fun and not to worry about me.'
Imma step out of this lingerie
Curl up in a ball with something Hanes (promise if you do)
In bed I lay (I'm ma bed)
With nothing but your T-shirt on
Said i got nothing but your T-shirt on (hey)
(Cos i wana b close to you)
With nothing but your T-shirt on (i remember when, u would like to see me with nothing but)
With nothing but your T-shirt on
I tossed my phone across the room, which landed on the pile of clothes that I was trying on. I sit down on the sofa. And sing the last part of the song.
Hey
Nothing but your t-shirt on
Nothing but your t-shirt on
With nothing but your t-shirt on
Nothing but your t-shirt on
With nothing but your t-shirt on
Nothing but your t-shirt on
I hear the elevator opens and I see him, Freddie. I run to him and jump on him. Freddie being in the state of shock held me then said "is that my '#1 Hottest Tech-Nerd EVER!' shirt?"
I look down "Yes, you like?" I do a twirled.
"Very…" he whispered in my ear and picked me up and carried me to our room, and put me on the bed and started to kiss me. "I missed you…" he said between each kiss he gave me on my neck.
"And you have no idea how much I missed you." I look into his big brown eyes. "And next time you go on a tour you're taking me with you." I punched him in the arm as hard as I could to teach him a lesson.
He rubbed his arm and hissed at the pain "You got it." we just lied there kissing each other till we fell asleep in each other's arms.
And of course the him and he is Freddie and I'm a seddie fan. I hope you like it. REVIEW!
Love,
F.H.E.G.
