I do not own iCarly… or Facebook. Sad, isn't it?

Chapter 2: iNeed to Talk to You

FPOV

I got back from Jake's around 1:30. I was pretty tired, so I changed into some sweatpants and sat on my bed. I couldn't stop thinking about running into Sam earlier. I wanted to know what was going on with Carly, and if she was okay. I picked up my phone to call her, if she went out tonight she was probably still up, but I decided against it anyway and threw it back down. Ugh, this is so frustrating. I haven't even really talked to this girl in two years and she still has this effect on me. I needed to get my mind off of her.

I picked up my laptop from off of the nightstand and got on Facebook. No new notifications. I looked through my homepage, nothing remotely interesting. Then I saw Sam had posted some new pictures in her "Best Friends" album. They were from tonight. She and Carly were all dressed up like they were going out. Carly looked amazing, beautiful as always, but I could tell something was off, the normal spark that is in her eyes was gone, and it was replaced by a kind of empty look. Most people wouldn't have been able to notice, but I could.

I clicked on the album and looked through tonight's pictures. There were only five: smiling, goofy faces, hugging, doing that thing with their hands that looks like a heart, normal girly stuff like that. The last picture though was just Carly, and Sam had tagged Carly's boyfriend Andrew in it, and the caption said 'Just wanted you to see what you're missing, you massive asshole.'

"What?" I said out loud. I went back to the homepage, and sure enough, it said Carly was now single. There was a post from her that said "Carly Shay is going to a dance club with her best friend, trying to forget about a certain stupid person." I figured it was directed at Andrew. There was a post from Sam, too. "Sam Puckett: You better hope I NEVER see you again, and if I do you should run for the safety of your internal organs. You know who you are." I closed my laptop and tried to get some sleep, but it wasn't working.

"Andrew dumped Carly?" I started thinking out loud, trying to process all of this. "That's why Carly was so upset earlier. Andrew dumped her. What a moron. Why would he hurt her like that? She's perfect, can't he see that?" I continued talking to myself until I heard voices in the hallway. They were laughing. I wondered if it was Carly and Sam back from the club. I wanted to go see.

I walked out of my room and looked through the peep hole on our door. Yep, it was. Carly was leaning against the door, talking to Sam. I heard Sam say she had to get home before her mom noticed she wasn't there. When I was in the lobby earlier picking up our mail I had seen Spencer leaving, he had a suitcase, so he wasn't there either. Carly would be all alone. I wanted to go talk to her so badly, just to be there for her. I got up my determination, and as soon as Sam left and Carly was unlocking the door, I walked out into the hallway.

CPOV

Sam and I had a blast at the dance club, we were laughing about the guy who hit on her as we walked down the hallway to my loft. She was right, it was definitely just what I needed to get my mind off of… Andrew. I frowned as Sam and I reached the door.

"You're thinking about him, aren't you?" she asked me.

"No." She gave me a look that said 'yeah, right'. "Maybe". Another look. "Yes."

"I'm really sorry, Carls. He's so stupid. You'll be okay tonight, right?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"I wish I could stay and hang out with you, but I need to get back before my mom realizes I never came home from my smoothie run."

"I totally understand, it's cool. I'll be okay."

"Well, call me if you need to. I'll see you tomorrow, 'kay?"

"Yeah. See ya."

I was a little sad to see my best friend leave, I didn't really want to be alone tonight. But she had to go, I didn't want her to get in trouble. I started unlocking the door when I heard another door open. It was the Benson's. Freddie stepped into the hallway, but I didn't think he was going anywhere because he was in sweatpants and a wrinkled t-shirt.

"Hey Carly."

"Hey. What are you doing out here? It's pretty late."

"Truthfully, I wanted to check on you. I ran into Sam in the lobby earlier and she said you were really upset about something. And then I kind of saw, well read, on Facebook, what was going on. How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I think so."

Then there was an awkward silence as neither of us really knew what to say.

"Well thank you, for being so concerned. That was really sweet."

"Of course. Just because things got kind of weird between us the past couple years doesn't mean I don't still care about you. I do. A lot."

I was kind of worried about where this was going. I knew Freddie had a thing for me before, I wasn't sure whether he was over it or not, but I really couldn't handle him telling me he loved me right now.

"Yeah, I care about you, too, Freddie. You were one of my best friends. Things just got a little screwed up."

"A lot screwed up."

"Yeah."

"I'm really sorry about that, Carly. I never meant to hurt you, or Sam. It just got so weird after iCarly ended. I never wanted us to stop being friends. That's something I really regret."

"Me too."

"So… friends again?"

"Forever." Just as I was about to goodnight I realized just how much I really did miss Freddie, so I decided to see if he wanted to hang out. "Hey. Do you want to come in? We could watch a movie or something."

"Definitely. That would be great."

I would like to dedicate this (unfortunately short) chapter to my first three reviewers!!! So thank you very much to: PerennialKillJoy, CaptainKrueger, and purpleheart10 - I really appreciate your feedback.

I'll update tonight or tomorrow, I've got most of the next chapter written, but I have to go to work and can't finish right now. Sorry.

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