A/N: Hey everyone! This is another post iOMG fanfic but give it a chance. I like it so I hope you like it too. If you want, you can leave me a review, but don't be too harsh this is my first story on here : )

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly or its characters.

"I know it's scary for you to put your feelings out there 'cause you never know if the person you like is gonna like you back. Everyone feels that way. But you never know what might happen if you don't-"

Kiss

"Sorry"

"It's cool."

Chapter One

Time, which felt endless, continued to pass since either one had spoken a word. Sam couldn't take it anymore. She felt her emotions and vulnerability rising inside and it wouldn't be long before she lost control. She hated herself and the misery she was feeling. She stared intently at Freddie searching for any signs of… well anything besides the blank expression upon his face. Even though his eyes were still avoiding her gaze, they were intense as if he was trying to figure the answer to the hardest math problem in existence. She wanted to yell out, "It's not a math problem you idiot! Just say something… anything". Her mouth was now ajar, but the words she wanted to say couldn't come out. Just one word did.

"Freddie?" She shocked herself. Never did she imagine that she could sound so small and vulnerable. It was as if she was pleading him. She did manage to awaken him from his stupor and capture his attention. His dark brown eyes darted back to hers. She thought she could handle him looking into her eyes, but her face became hot and her eyes were brimming with tears. Soon her vision became a watery blur. She clenched her hands into fists. It was all she could do to prevent the tears from falling.

"I—ugh—I can't—," mumbled Freddie while retreating. Freddie's figure was becoming smaller and then he abruptly turned and rushed for the door back to the school. Before he opened the door, he slowed down. Still unable to face her, he yelled back to Sam, "I am so sorry." With that, Freddie let the door slam behind him as he continued to run away.

Sam's hands rushed to cover her nose and mouth in complete shock. As the door closed, all her strength left her body finally allowing her tears to fall. Being in love sucks were her final thoughts as she leaned against the wall allowing her head to rest on her knees and letting the tears empty out.

Carly had searched most places around the school in hopes of finding Sam. She felt horrible Sam wasn't more receptive to her trying to help her. Maybe I shouldn't have pushed her and let her take love at her own pace, thought Carly. She figured Sam would never face Brad on her own. Carly poked her head in the empty classroom and was about to leave when something inside her wanted her to double check the courtyard. She casually made her way to the window and looked out and saw two individuals kissing.

Wait.

Those weren't just any two individuals. It was Sam and Freddie she finally realized. Her eyes grew wider and mouth dropped open in shock. The kiss continued to last longer than she expected. She was frozen barely breathing. She watched as Sam pull away from Freddie breaking the kiss. Carly could no longer stare at the motionless figures in the courtyard before her. She twirled away falling against the wall underneath the window above. Before she could realize what was happening, she was gasping for air.

She couldn't understand why she was hyperventilating. It couldn't be because her two best friends were kissing. No. She should be thrilled but she wasn't. Questions and thoughts began to swirl in her mind as the green eye monster quickly took hold of her. How long have they been kissing? So Sam is in love…with Freddie? How long have they kept this a secret? Freddie is the one who told me she's in love with Brad…well I assumed and he just agreed. Does this mean Freddie's not in love with me? Why am I so disappointed? This is just like when I first found out they kissed. Ugh. I forgot they did kiss before! Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of the door opening. Panic set in. She crouched even further hoping to make herself invisible to whoever was coming in.

"I am so sorry," she heard Freddie say. The door slammed behind him and she watched him rushed out of the classroom.

"What just happened," she whispered to herself. She slowly rose off the ground to peek through the window. Sam had wrapped herself in a ball keeping her face hidden from view. Carly straightened up and started to make her way to door to go comfort Sam. She stopped short of the door realizing maybe she needed to give Sam some space. Plus, being on the end of Sam's emotional wrath did not sound appealing. Carly didn't know why, but she felt relieved. Her breathing pattern slowly returned to normal. She had not lost Freddie completely to Sam.

Wait.

Did she have feelings for Freddie? A moment of self-realization set in. she whispered, "I do". She snuck out of the classroom hoping to remain unseen. She needed to find Freddie.

Freddie rushed into the nearest boy's bathroom. He was hot and suffocating. He could not believe what was happening to him. First Sam's acting weird. Then she's in love with Brad. He had to then help set her up with Brad when he didn't even want to. Then she's not in love with Brad. Then she was kissing him! Freddie freaked. All of this being thrown at him was taking an emotional toll on him.

He immediately turned the cold faucet on. As the water filled the sink, Freddie stared at himself in the mirror. Amazing how my world could change so fast, Freddie thought. He still could feel the softness of Sam's lips on his. Despite the toughness Sam wants to portray, she has a sensitive soul that showed through every time they kiss – that second kiss could've even gone on forever if she didn't pull away. Suddenly, the image of Sam frozen with tears in her eyes haunted his soul. "I feel like such a jerk," he told his reflection. "I didn't mean to make her feel like that. I just needed to get out of there," he continued to rationalize with himself. Anger quickly swept him. "This is all Sam's fault! She's the one that broke the rules of the game." Freddie aggressively twisted the faucet off and proceeded to dunk his head in the cold water.

A hand lightly touched Freddie's shoulder. He yelped and jumped splashing water on the floor, Gibby, and himself. Unbeknownst to Freddie, Gibby flushed the toilet and had walked out of the stall. Gibby held his arms wide stunned, "What the deal, Freddie?"

"Sorry…you just scared me. That's all." Freddie couldn't believe Sam was now making him jumpy. He made his way to the paper towel dispenser and yanked some sheets of paper to dry himself off.

Gibby continued to eye Freddie strangely. "You okay? You were just talking to yourself a second ago."

"Yeah…well… whatever." Freddie shrugged him off. "I gotta go and check on Brad."

As he walked back to the classroom where he and Brad were working on their project, his mind returned to Sam. Of course he knew that she didn't really hate him. They've gotten closer over the years to the point where he probably spent more time with her then Carly. He just loved the game they played. It was safe, fun, and made him hotter for her. He didn't want to be pushed out of his comfort zone. I must be stupid if I thought the time wouldn't come when we would need to talk about us, he thought. Maybe this was a good thing. He just won't allow Sam to change for him. He didn't even know who she was this past week… plus… he loved her too much to let her do that to herself.

He entered his assigned classroom, but instead of finding Brad he saw Carly fidgeting with his PearPad. Carly sensed another person in the room and saw that it was him. What was she doing here and where was Brad? Carly's eyes darted everywhere else before settling on him. He never had seen Carly this nervous… well at least not with him. When she finally spoke her voice was barely above a whisper.

"Hey."