Hey iCarly lovers! So, my first 2 ventures into FanFiction writing were dismal failures, and resulted in 2 incomplete stories and a permanent writers block. Third time lucky I hope! Over a long period of time, whenever I had the chance, I wrote another chapter to add to this story, and once it was done, I then started to upload the chapters. I know everyone else is possibly already doing this and I am just behind, but I have finally caught on to completing the story before publishing it! However, I want to see if anyone actually likes this story. So I will upload chapter one to hear people's thoughts.

So, there aren't many Creddie shippers out there at the moment, but I am one, and this whole story is dedicated to the people that think Carly and Freddie are just the best match ever! There is still hope for us, maybe...

This is set just after iOMG. It is all from Carly and Freddie's POV because I can't write for Sam very well.

Disclaimer: Dan Schneider, yes, the genius, made iCarly and all it's characters. Damn.

Love,

.. xxx

Chapter One: Searching For Answers

Carly's POV

I collapsed on my bed, and stared at the roof. I'm not sure what answers a giant Gummy Bear chandelier and a slab of plaster will provide me with, but anywhere was good to look right now.

I have no idea what's wrong with me. So, Sam and Freddie kissed, again. What's the big deal? They are both my best friends, so there isn't an issue with them dating, if they want to. Is there? I've had my fair share of boyfriends, and this is Sam's turn. If it all makes sense just like I explained it, why does it feel so wrong? It's eating away at me. I am happy for them; I should be happy for them. Urgh. I don't know how to feel. What I should feel write now if crystal clear, but what I do feel right now, is something else entirely. Then, I heard someone bounding up the stairs.

"Hey Kiddo, what goes?" Spencer said to me from the door of my room. He had something behind his back.

"Cars, planes, most things that take petrol. What's that behind your back?"

"You wanna know? Guess." Spencer said, smiling broadly at me. I wasn't really in the mood to guess what wacky item he had found somewhere, but I did anyway.

"Is it, a motorised tuna fish that swims in creamed corn?" I said, kind of dryly.

"Better. It's, a spaghetti hat! It's just like a normal hat, but when your hungry you press this button, and out pops a bowl of spaghetti!" He exclaimed as he demonstrated the crazy hat.

"Great!" I said, "And how do you plan on eating the spaghetti while it's own your head?"

"I am Spencer Shay, I can do anything," he told me in reply. Even in my bad mood, I could still laugh at that.

"Right, whatever stops the tears," I told him, smiling. It's the first time I had genuinely smiled since it happened. The it that can't be named. As Spencer turned out of my room, I collapsed on the bed again. I'm not in the mood for anything. Not even for iCarly, which airs in 3 hours.

The worst part of the whole thing, is that neither of them have even told me they kissed yet! They haven't even hinted anything! Oh, I don't know. I'm probably overreacting. It was an innocent kiss. An innocent second kiss. An innocent 30 second long kiss. What am I talking about? Okay, so none of my questions are being answered here, so I went downstairs.

I sat on the couch, watching some crazy cartoon that I have no idea what it's called. Spencer was taking a shower, and drinking milk probably. Then, there was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" I called carelessly.

"It's Freddie," Freddie yelled from the other side of the door.

"It's open," I replied. As he was by himself, I was determined to get him to confess about the kiss. They couldn't keep it secret from my any longer.

"Hey Carls," Freddie said, as he sat on the couch beside me.

"Hey Freddie. Look, you know how we promised to always tell each other everything?" I said straight up. Freddie looked as though he had just seen a ghost.

"Uh, yeah. Why?" he asked with caution.

"Well, do you have something you need to tell me?" I said, reasonably. Freddie's eyes widened.

"No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no." Freddie spoke quickly. "What gives you that idea?" I saw him sweat. I couldn't believe it. He just lied to my face!

"I think you do. When were you going to tell me about you and Sam kissing? Again? Or weren't you going to tell me at all?" I said, as I got up. I tried to speak evenly and calmly, but I was too angry.

"I'm so sorry Carly, but I don't know what it means and Sam doesn't know what it means. I was just really confused and-"

Freddie's POV

While trying to plead my case to Carly, I realised, how did she know about the kiss anyway? The courtyard was empty at the time, so I cut myself short while explaining.

"and, uh, how did you even know Carly?" I asked her. She looked even less happy now,.

"Because I saw you! I came to find the both of you, when I caught you kissing through the window!" She shot back at me.

"We were going to tell you Carly, when we knew what it meant." I said, trying to reason with her. She looked at me blankly.

"What do you mean 'what it meant'? It means she obviously likes you and you didn't pull away so you must have liked it!" Carly said forcefully, but not yelling.

"What boy wouldn't like it when a hot girl is kissing him?" I said back, instantly regretting the 'hot' part.

"Ha! You just admitted Sam is hot! Say you like Sam!" Carly pressed. I wish it was that easy, but I wasn't sure. I still like Carly, but I like Sam too, I think. But then I thought, Carly was so mad about this. She wasn't this mad last time, and she can't be this angry just because we didn't tell her as soon as it happened, even though we should have.

"Carly, why are you so mad about this?" I asked gently. Her face softened, as though she was searching for an answer to my question.

"For starters, you didn't tell me," she said inconclusively. Her voice trailed off as though she had something more to say, but she wasn't going to say it.

"Go on," I prompted her. Carly didn't say any more for a long pause, before finally breaking the silence.

"I don't know what else!" she exclaimed. "That's it," Carly finished softly. What? That made no sense! But then it all made sense.

"Carly, are you jealous? Of Sam and me kissing?" I said curiously. She looked shocked.

"What? No! No way! I would have just liked to know that you two liked each other a bit before this while thing happened so I wasn't so surprised," she said. What was weird, is she looked almost sad. Her massive brown eyes didn't sparkle like usual, they looked dull.

"Let's not fight again. I'm sorry," she said dismally.

"I agree. I'm sorry too for not telling you sooner, but I still don't know if I like Sam," I replied. "Are you okay Carly?" I asked to her saddening expression.

"I'm fine," she said, suddenly upbeat. "I believe we have a web show to do!" She clearly wasn't fine, but there was no way of getting the truth out of her right now.

"Sure," I told her, as I followed her up the stairs to the iCarly studio to wait for Sam.

Carly's POV

"I'm Carly, the brown haired one," I yelled happily into the camera.

"And I'm Sam, the blonde but definitely not dumb one," Sam added, almost aggressively.

"And this is the show that helps fight teen acne,"

"And sprinkles fairy dust on you when you sleep so you can tie a bow with your eyes shut!" Sam exclaimed excitedly.

"Not really. But you know what it's called Sam?"

"I think I do Carly,"

"THIS IS ICARLY!" the pair said loudly in unison, pointing to the iCarly graphic that appeared on the screen. I saw Freddie chuckle from behind the camera as Sam pressed the applause button on her remote. The studio erupted in claps from every angle.

"On tonight's show, we're going to try saying crazy sentences backwards!" I commented.

"And have the much anticipated egg fight!" Sam followed.

"If you're really lucky, we may just do some random dancing," I said, somewhat informatively. That was when Sam pressed the random dancing button and the lights and music started. "Looks like you lucky!" I yelled over the blaring music as Sam and I started dancing. As much as it may look like I was my usual energised self, I wasn't, and this normal 30 minute iCarly web cast may just be the longest one ever, while I searched for answers to seemingly unanswerable questions.

Okay! The whole future of this story hinges on your reviews! Did you like it? Did you hate it? LET ME KNOW PLEEEEEASE! I'll upload the next chapter if this one gets good reviews. Thank you so muchly! :)