Sorry forgot to mention...I DON'T OWN iCARLY!
Freddie's PoV
I was sitting at home in my bedroom trying to work things out.
I needed help and when I need a guy to talk to, I go visit Spencer. I couldn't visit him, Carly would skin me alive. So I called him.
"Hello?" he said groggily
"Hey Spence, it's Freddie...I need some advice"
"Sure. Call Spencer at 4am for advice(!)"
"Okay so basically you know me and Brad and Sam were working on the PearPad app. Well we were testing it on Sam. The PearPad app had said Sam was in love. We all assumed with Brad because she'd been hanging around with me and him all the time and it had only happened since Brad had joined the team. Sam had been acting nicer around me. Sam WAS in love. With me.
How do I feel about this? Don't get me wrong, Sam's a total catch, any guy would be mad not to see it. I mean she's beautiful and gorgeous and funny and rude and adorable and stunning and clever and horrible to me and she couldn't possibly be in love with me...she hates me, the card, the hate the kiss(es)."
"You're in looooooooove" Spencer teased "Freddie loves Sam. Freddie loves Saam Freddie loves Saa-"
"I DON'T love that she-devil"
"Suuuuure you don't"
"I don't!" is said turning my phone off abruptly. I love Carly. Carly with her brown eyes and her brown hair, her beautiful blonde hair and those pools of deep blue that I could swim in and her abrasive attitude and her—shit—I'm describing Sam...Wait...does this mean I love her? Do I love Sam?
Oooooh cliffy...haha or not, not really I'm updating the next chapter in a minute because...well because I'm awesome ;D
Zoey