iHad My Chance
Rating: K
Fandom(s): iCarly
Shippings: Creddie
Disclaimer: iCarly isn't mine. You really should know that by now.
Summary: Slowly Carly starts to warm up to Freddie, but when she admits she is in love with him, it is already too late. Will she conquer his heart with the help of Sam?
Additional notes: A Valentine fic for my Creddie friends!
Chapter 01: Rejected
There she stood. Three years ago she would never thought she would stand there. Well, not with the same intention as now. She stood here before to explain him that Sam was the one who caused him all those misfortune, and that it wasn't the fault of that stupid chain mail, only to find out that he knew it all along. She stood there to interrogate about why he quit iCarly when he was dating Valerie, but she never stood here to – finally – return his love to him. Carly dated many guys before, but somehow she knew those relationships wouldn't last very long as she wasn't really in love with those guys. They were merely guys she had a crush on and faded away when she had this crush as her boyfriend and deep, very deep inside she knew that there was only one guy who could complete her life entirely and that guy lived on the other side of the door she was nervously staring at. She raised her hand. This is it, she thought, from now on I dedicate my life to him who dedicated his life to me for God knows how long. Bashfully she knocked the door and took a step back so she could look straight in his eyes when he opened the door. An electrical shock went through her spine when she heard rumbling on the door. With all her heart she hoped it wasn't his crazy mother opening the door and she thanked the Lord when the guy of her recent dreams appeared in the door opening. Freddie was clothed in a striped t-shirt exposing his subtle muscled arms and his legs were wrapped in a pair of dark blue jeans. Currently he wasn't wearing any shoes and his feet appeared to walk him through his house only in very dark blue socks.
"Hey Carly," Freddie said in the most friendly voice Carly could ever imagine. "How's it going?"
"Very well, thank you," Carly said shyly.
"Good, keep it that way," Freddie smiled. Carly chuckled.
"Isn't your mom home?" Carly asked totally out of the blue. She subconsciously kicked herself. You're not trying to date his mom right?
"No, she's at work until tonight," Freddie said. Good, Carly thought. She didn't have to worry about his psycho-mom. "Can I help you with something?"
"Uhmm…" Carly mumbled. Okay, don't chicken out now, Carly encouraged herself, he loves you, he has always loved you. Come on, you can do it. You have asked more guys before. But Freddie isn't just a guy, Carly almost said but fortunately she could remain herself. "Actually I just want to talk with you, i-if you don't mind," she said bashfully.
"Sure," Freddie said. "That's what friends are for," Carly smiled, but inside she cried a little, but obviously she didn't have any reason to cry. Freddie still thinks Carly wants just to be friends with him. How more wrong can he gets? Freddie led Carly to his room, which she knew very well. It's the place where it all began. It's the place where they shared their first, 34-minute longing kiss. Freddie sat on his bed, covered by a Galaxy Wars cover – no surprise there – and patted at the empty space on his left. Carly sat next to Freddie, but not to close. It was pretty awkward after all.
"So," Freddie said. "What's wrong?"
"There's… nothing wrong," Carly said. "I already said that I'm very well,"
"Okay," Freddie said. Carly couldn't believe it. He actually fell for a lie. A lie from her, for crying out loud. Freddie started to stand up.
"Okay, there is something wrong!" Carly yelled out of frustration.
"Wow," Freddie said. "Someone isn't that very well," he said teasingly. He sat next to Carly again. "So, what's up?"
"Ehhm… I don't know how to start,"
"Let's do something crazy," Freddie said. "Let's start from the beginning,"
"Okay," Carly chuckled shyly. "Well I don't know when it began, but it was certainly that it had started at the Girl's Choice Dance, you know when we shared a dance?"
"Yeah," Freddie said. "I remember that,"
"Well," Carly said. "I kept having the feeling that I… you know… like you," she said the two words pretty quick, hoping he didn't understand, while she hoped he did understand. Oh man! This is confusing.
"You like me?" Freddie said with a frowned face.
"Yeah," Carly said. "I guess,"
"You like me as in more than a friend. Best friends,"
"More than best friends, actually" she made clear with a smile. Freddie sat back. It was pretty obvious to Carly this came as a sudden shock for Freddie. He kept silent. "Uhm… Don't you have something to say?" she hoped she didn't sound too bratty. "I mean, do you like me?" Freddie stood up and walked across his room to lean against the cabinet at the opposite side of the room to look at Carly, who still sat on the rim of his bed.
"Well, yeah," Freddie said. "I do like you,"
"So," Carly said. "You want to be my boyfriend?" she started to get very confident by now.
"No," Freddie said calmly and his face twitched when he saw Carly's face drop. "Carly, I do like you, but… I kinda give up on you, to be honest. And you confessing your love to me is, well, kind of sudden. I don't know if I love you anymore."
"But you do!" Carly cried. "You do love me! You always had and you promised… you promised, to wait a while! Why don't you love me anymore?"
"I got the message," Freddie said. "When you were chatting with that Adam-guy. He said something about us dating and I remember pretty well that you said something like 'Oh God, no'. Okay, call me weird, but then I think that you don't love me anymore. So yeah, I vowed to stop loving you."
"You vowed to stop loving me?"
"I don't want to get hurt again, Carly," Freddie said. "I can't give what you want. It's just… No, I can't do it right now. You had your chance. I'm sorry, Carly?" Carly's face dropped even more. She stood up and scuffed to the exit.
"I'm sorry too, Freddie," Carly said while facing him. She turned to the door, but turned back again. "Do you still want to do iCarly?" she asked. "Tomorrow is rehearsal,"
"I'll be there, Carly," he said, sitting on his bed. Carly opened the door and closed it. Then she ran to the hallway and shut the door. She bumped against her own front door. She rested her hands on her door, followed by her head. She looked at the floor underneath her. Water appeared close to the door. They were tears. Carly cried bitter tears. Tears of regret, tears of heartbrokenness, tears of madness. She felt like the tables had turned. She felt like she became Freddie and he became Carly. She felt… rejected.
I know a sad chapter for a Valentine's Day, but hey, it's not a one-shot, so keep watching this fanfic
