Disclaimers: This is a Fanfiction therefore I don't own Icarly
9:51 pm
Fredward PoV
Often as a teenager, you get into ackweird situation plenty of time. Yup, awkward and weird at the same time. It happen so much I can barely recall on them, but I can assure you that there too many to counts. Okay, so the whole point of me narrating that was to bring up that this moment top all those ackweird moments. Not even sure how I got here since all I remember was receive was a text message tell me " Pork 'n' Pork now."
Telling myself she not the boss of me, yet my feet was already out the door. Now here I'm standing inside without clue what is going on. Step full of caution led me into the establishment. There I began to scan the room, looking for that unmistakable laughter. loud and boisterous, something you can always associate with Samantha Puckett. Sometime I don't even need my eye to find her, just close my eye and follow that contagious sound that spread like a disease.
There in the far east of the room, there she be, laughing and have the time of her life. Huh, wait, who that guy sitting across from her. Is this what she wanted for me to see. To have me take back those word. Those word she can never hear me complete.
Flashback
9:51 am
A sneer, a glare, and hands curls into fist what else is new. Maybe the fact she doesn't look annoying to me. Maybe even cute when the blood rush into my head when i try to hold on to my deteriorate self control. People often run up to me and ask why I continue this suicide method of approach when concerning Sam Puckett.
The answer before was I refuse to let her win, even i know i have no chance of winning. But now, all i want is these second so the only thing on her mind is me. Pathetic and twist but that pretty normal living all these year with her.
" Nub, I dare you repeat those word once more " a look that say promise pain, not a threat for pain..
" No one should love you... " an automatic reply, but a half complete reply.
End Flashback
...beside me. Faltering at the last second. Those two words seem too heavy to escape and be heard. So, did she bring me here to show me that she can be love, like I know how she could be. But that does not mean I want her to be love by anyone else but she think ill just leave after seeing this she is so wrong.
If she think he can make her laugh, ill show her I can do it better a thousand time. No one, and I mean no one can feel what I myself afraid to unchain. Even if she hate me tonight for interrupting her date, there always tomorrow to make her forgive.
