A/N hi guys… well this is my first fanfic, I've been reading a lot of awesome stories lately and thought that I would give it a try, so here goes.
I watched ilove you and was very disappointed with the ending, but then it gave me an idea for this story. So as much as I hate Dan for making Seddie break up, I thank him for this inspiration.
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly (if I did, there would be many changes…)
Carly's POV:
"And we are clear!" Freddie shouted we had just finished another iCarly show; we all cheered as we always did and headed downstairs for Spencers famous spaghetti tacos. Even though we do this every week, I can't help but love this little routine we have gotten ourselves into. Yes, we may have had some hiccups along the way, but that's the whole fun of it. Wow that sounded profound… I'm starting to get the hang of this, coming up with insights into our lifestyle. "Carly… CARLY!" I was woken from my daydreaming by an angry Sam Puckett. She had just finished her 7th taco. "Are you gonna eat that?" she asked, sometimes I wonder where all that food goes "uh, yeah, sure" is all I can say before she scoffs it down. I look over to Freddie who just rolls his eyes at her. We are all finally back to normal, yes Sam and Freddie broke up last week, but it was mutual. I guess I was a bit sad when they first told me but I guess it was for the best. But I can't help but feel that someday they will get back together… oh well.
Freddie's POV:
It's getting late, we have all finished our tacos and I am full, and I only had 3. Sam managed to eat 7 plus half or Carly's then went to the freezer to eat some frozen pizza. I find is amazing how she can eat that much yet have the same amazing figure. Wait what am I doing… I'm not meant to be thinking about her that way anymore, snap out of it Benson! "I'm tired, going to bed; see you guys at school tomorrow." I head towards the door as the rest of the gang say their goodbyes. I walk across the hall to my apartment; the place is empty because my mum has a late shift at the hospital tonight. She won't be back until the morning. I walk straight into my room and strip down to just my boxers as always and get into bed. I look up at the ceiling and slowly start to drift away.
(Freddie's dream)
Where am I, all I can see is, well nothing, it's all black around me. A spot light lights up on a strange figure in the distance. "Hello!" I call out, but no response. The figure starts to walk to me then I realise, its Sam! "Sam, what are you doing here? Where are we?" she just stands there with a blank expression on her face and starts to walk away. I hear a soft whisper, so faint but I can make out the words "you can never have me again." What did that mean "but I want to Sam, why are you leaving? I want you to come back to me Sam? SAM!"
I sit up quickly and take a huge gasp for air. It was just a nightmare. I laid back down and pulled the covers over my head trying to go back to sleep but I knew that as soon as that would happen, I would dream of her once more.
So what do you think? Pretty short I know, but I didn't want to spoil anything until I know that I should keep going. Please review; I encourage constructive criticism and any other ideas. I'm not very good at writing, but I hope to improve.
