A/N: I KNOW! I should be writing my other stories but I thought of this and I can't get it out of my head! It will only be a few chapters anyway. Not sure where I got this idea actually...It just came to me :P Hope you like it!

I don't own iCarly or any songs used in this story.

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Carly's POV

"Just drop it, Sam!" Freddie yelled storming down the stairs into my living room

"Why sould I?" She yelled back

"Because you-"

"HEY!" I yelled "What now?"

"Nothing" Freddie replied glaring at Sam

"Doesn't look like nothing" I said crossing my arms

"Forget it" She growled "Just get out, Benson!"

"Bitch" Freddie muttered under his breath before leaving my apartment and slamming the door behind him.

Sam sat down on the stairs, she had tears running down her face. I sat down next to her and pulled her into a hug.

"It's okay" I whispered

"It's not okay" She cried "It's never going to be okay again"

Sam, Freddie and I are all twenty-one now. Sam and Freddie got married when they were nineteen and they've been dating since they were sixteen. For the last five years they've been almost too in love with each other, they never left each others side...Up until about five months ago. Sam got pregnant; I'd never seen the two of them so excited about something. Sam went into labor at only thirty-one weeks, she had an emergancy C-Section and the baby was taken away straight after. For the first five to six hours it was looking good. Freddie took me to go see her, she was so tiny but she was the most beautiful baby I'd ever seen and Freddie loved her so much! A few days later they got told she had died, they tried everything but they just couldn't keep her alive, she was too small. I'd never seen Sam cry over something so much before and I'd never seen Freddie cry and all. Sam started thinking it was her fault and that Freddie blammed her. They started fighting about everything and it just all fell apart for them.

So, about a week ago, they decided they were gonna get divorced. Sam moved in here with me and Freddie kept the apartment they had up on the eighteenth floor. I still live here in Bushwell with Spencer, not because I have to, he didn't want me to move out, I didn't wanna go anywhere and with Sam and Freddie both here, what was the point?

"Everything's so messed up" Sam said breaking the silence

"I know. I wish there was something I could do. I don't wanna see this happen"

"It's happening...Everything happens for a reason right?"

She was right, everything does happen for a reason.

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Sam's POV

I was lying on Freddie's bed staring over at him on the computer. I picked a pillow up and threw it in his direction.

"Hey!" He turned around in his chair and I grinned at him

He threw it back at me and I stuck my tongue out like a five year old. He litrally jumped on on the bed next to me and pressed his lips onto mine. I tangled my fingers through his hair and started laughing against his lips when he began to tickle me.

"Freddie!" I laughed squirming underneath him "Baby, stop"

"Wanna say you're sorry?" He smiled

"I'm...I'm sorry" I laughed

"You sure?" He asked still not stopping

"Freddie! I can't breath"

He finally stopped and just smiled at me. I pulled his lips back down to mine.

"I love you" He smiled agaisnt my lips

"I love you too"

My eyes popped open and I looked around Carly's guest room. I frowned, everything in my dream actually happened, we were seventeen. I sat up and grabbed my phone off the nightstand. There was a new text from Freddie.

Freddie: I'm sorry I called you a bitch, I didn't mean it

Sam: It's okay...Can we talk?

Freddie: Wanna come up hear?

Sam: Yeah, I'll be there in a minute.

I got up and looked in the mirror. My hair was a mess from sleeping and I had smudged eyeliner from before. I wiped my eyes and re-did my make-up before fixing my hair. I grabbed my denim jacket off the door handle and left the room.

"Where are you going?" Carly asked when I got downstairs

"For a walk. I want fresh air, needa clear my head" I lied. If I told her I was going to see Freddie she'd try and stop me.

I walked down the hall and got in the elevator. I went up ten floors before the doors opened. I got to apartment 18-G and just stared at the door. I sighed before finally opening the door and walking in.

"Freddie?" I called

He walked out of our-...his room. He was wearing just sweat pants and a white tank top. Something about his biceps just drove me crazy.

"Hey" He sighed

"Hey" I said back

"You okay?"

"Have you ever dreamt about something that's already happened?" I asked

He shook his head sitting on the couch "Nah, I don't think so. Why, did you?"

I nodded.

"What'd you dream about?"

"Remember when we were seventeen, that day it was pouring with rain. You were fixing something on the iCarly sight and I threw a pillow at you. You threw it back and me and I stuck my tongue out at you. You jumped on the bed, you kissed me and then you started to tickle me"

He smiled slightly "Yeah"

Another single tear fell down my face "It just seemed so real"

He walked over to me and pulled me into a hug.

God...I never wanna have to let go.

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First chapters short, I know. It'll get better though.

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See you next chapter :)