Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly, Dan Schneider does! Please rview, I haven't written on fanfic in like… a year. So enjoy! I'll add more chapters soon, just let me know what you think please. (:
SPOV:
Carly, Freddie, and I ran to the kitchen after finishing the show. We sat down. Spencer had fixed us some spaghetti tacos.
"Well, eat!" said Spencer excitedly.
Well all began eating the spaghetti tacos.
"How are they?" asked Spencer.
"They're better when Carly makes them," Freddie accidentally blurted out.
"Dude, what he chizz," I said. I couldn't believe he said that. Really, taking up for Carly? I know he loves her, but he didn't need to make Spencer feel bad, especially if he's taking up for Carly. This makes me so angry!
Spencer sighed and stormed out of the room. I could tell that really offended him.
Carly rolled her eyes. "Really Freddie? I appreciate the compliment, but Spencer can be sensitive sometimes, so just don't do that, okay?"
Freddie nodded. "Sorry."
I laughed and smirked. "These are better though, just sayin'."
Carly suddenly glared at me. "Sam, come on, can we quit this? You keep arguing with me about everything and usually we're fine, but this whole week you've been acting weird. Are you alright?"
I stood up. "You know what Carly, it doesn't even matter!" I didn't realize I had raised my voice so much.
Carly stood up too. "Well, maybe if you didn't yell at me we could talk about this!" Carly yelled.
"I take Carly's side," said Freddie as he stood up too. Again, he always takes her side!
I just rolled my eyes and stormed out of Carly's apartment. I sat in the hallway and began to cry.
Carly and Freddie heard me crying, of course. Now I get to hear a stupid lecture.
"Who's going to talk to her?" asked Freddie.
Carly screamed. "You can, Freddie!"
He politely obeyed no matter how angry she was. Freddie opened the door and saw me with my heads in my hands.
He tapped on my shoulder. "Hey, Princess Puckett?" Freddie giggled.
I smiled and looked up. "Freddork." I loved that nickname.
"So what's wrong Sam, we all know it's something."
"Oh, um, it's nothing. Just chill about it." I quickly replied.
"Just tell me! You can trust me. I'll hug you if you tell me…" Freddie winked.
Why did he have to say that, of all things to say? I actually hesitated. He noticed I did too. Freddie showed a confused look on his face. I laughed to myself. He hates me. He totally hates me. Really funny, joking about hugging me. I personally don't think it's funny at all. "Ew, no!" I said as I regularly would.
Freddie nodded and smirked. "Uh-huh. Yeah, I bet it's nothing."
"Really Freddie, what do you want?"
"I want to help you, Sam."
"No help needed."
"Is it about Carly?"
"Kind of, I guess. Not exactly, but she's in the issue."
"Now tell me." He put his arms around my shoulder. What was he doing? I know he didn't expect this, but I actually liked it. I wish he knew. Did he have any thoughts about me maybe liking him?
"Well…."
"Well?" He smiled. I love his smile so much. How could he think I hate that?
"Can I be totally honest with you? This is serious and it's really important to me. Yeah, I know it's hard to think of something that's important to me other than friend chicken, but this is."
"Sure Sam, just tell me. I want to help you with whatever problem you're having. I'm tired of this arguing between you and Carly."
"Carly again." I muttered under my breath. It's always about Carly! He'd never like me. He wouldn't expect it either.
I shook my head and hoped he didn't hear me. "Okay Freddie, I'm going to come right out and say this."
"Yeah…?"
"I have feelings for you and when we kissed that time, you changed me. I know I still acted the same after it, but I totally loved it and I mean, we shared our first kiss together, Freddie. I know you don't like me back and I don't seem like I would like you, but I do. I know you love Carly and I'm tired of everything being about her. That's why I'm so upset because she's like all you talk about and it's like I don't even exist. I know I can be tough, but I am a girl and I have feelings." I can't believe I just said all of that. I just totally let me heart out to him.
Freddie looked shocked and astonished. Did I ruin everything? He'll probably ever talk to me again now. He's probably too scared because he thinks I love him or something.
A few seconds later, he smiled. What a relief. "Sam, that's probably the sweetest thing you've ever said. That doesn't happen very often," he giggled, "I really enjoyed that kiss too. It was perfect because it was with you." He winked.
I smiled. I think he might actually like me. "So, do you like me too? I guess I could understand if you don't though. I mean I know how mean I am to you but I'll try to change. I would for you."
Freddie laughed. "Yes, I like you too. Actually, I like you a lot. In fact, I like you more than I could ever like Carly. I just settled for her because I thought you'd never like me."
"Really?" I was so surprised. My heart was beating so fast, I could hardly breathe. He scooted towards me.
"Yes, I really do. I just didn't know how to tell you. But I guess you handled that for me. Thanks," he laughed. His laugh is so adorable.
He scooted so much that he was literally less than a centimeter away from me. Freddie grabbed my hand. His other arm wrapped around me. Holding my hand, he pulled me closer.
"Close your eyes," he said sweetly.
His lips brushed across mine. I had that feeling from our first kiss again. It was like we were the only people left in the world.
