Authors Note: Hi, I'm really sorry if it sucks, I'm sick today and have a massive headache but I still had a drabble to write. Tell me if there's anything you want me to include in a drabble and I'll try and get it in one
Freddie's POV
Sam, Carly and I were on the bus on the way to the zoo to film an episode of iCarly. We had all started out in the back seat but Carly got bus sick and had to move up to the front leaving me with it.
"Urg, how much longer until we're there?" asked Sam, her hair shining in the sunlight and making her look very pretty… wait, pretty? Where did that come from? She's Sam! Mean, nasty, do-anything-to-hurt-me Sam!
"Why ask me? I'm not driving" I snap.
Just then a voice comes over the buses PA system.
"We have broken down, I'm sorry for any inconveniences" it said in a hard to understand murmur.
"Oh great, how long until the bus will work?" Sam whined.
"Could be a while" I say truthfully.
"I didn't want an answer Freddie! Haven't you heard of rhetorical questions? For gods sake you're stupid at times" she says a little more angrily than necessary.
"Say's the strait D student!" I say almost as angrily.
"Well at least I don't have pimples on my butt" she yells so loudly the entire bus could hear, embarrassing.
"Well at least I don't eat so much ham my butts shaped like one" I yell in her face, I can feel people staring at us.
"I'm a vegetarian dork boy" she says glaring "I have been for two years!"
"So I forgot about that! At least I'M not ugly!" When I yell this I know I've gone too far, I see tears appear in her eyes and she runs off the bus.
I follow her off the bus, I have no idea what I'm going to say to her but I know I don't want her to think I think that.
I see her sitting there with her head in her hands, shaking silently. I'm not sure why but it hurt to see that, it hurt to know that I did that to her.
I walk up and sit next to her, cautiously I touched her shoulder.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" she yelled "Freddie? Come here to insult me again?"
"No" I say a little confused "Why do you care anyway?"
"Is that any of your business?" she asked rudely.
"If I hurt you in any way I want to know why" I say softly "You always call me a dork and I don't care, at least not thins much"
"Freddie" she says looking at me "how would you feel if Carly called you ugly?"
"Well, upset" I say, still confused "It'd hurt to have someone you love call you ugly, what's that got to do with anything?"
"Freddie!" she said in a slightly sharper voice "THINK!"
"About what?" I say, getting even more confused.
"I LOVE YOU" she yelled.
I don't know how it happened or who started it, but the next thing I know our lips are together, my hands are on her waist and hers are around my neck.
Once the bus was working again we walked into the bus. Carly must have been asleep for our yelling match because when we got back onto the bus she asked us where we had gone and why Sam's face was tearstained. We were in for one long conversation.