A/N: I'm back...again :))) so how did you like my two first chapter of the story? I didn't recieve a lot of reviews. i'm kinda disaapointed but i'm happy that the views are almost 100 :)
disclaimer: actually, i'm Dan's lost lost lost daughter so, therefore, i co-owned iCarly :p lol. just kidding.
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iStill Love You
chapter 3: The visit
Freddie's Pov
Last night was amazing. You know, just hanging out with Sam...alone, is probably one of the cons of having her back here in Seattle and actually be able to live with her. It was just last night that I actually enjoyed spending my Friday night at home. Its like going back to the times. Old times when we're frenemies or dating. Its like we're Seddie again.
We both fell asleep on the couch - good thing it was big enough for four people and you can sleep on it on tiring days. I woke up with her in my arms as she snuggle closely to me. Her head on my chest and our hands intertwined. She was wearing a happy smile on her beautiful face and I'm sure I did too. I slept peacefully, like I'm already on the heavens with the most gorgeous angel. I'm glad that we don't have to work our ass today, and she doesn't have to attend her daily class in Seattle University. I'm actually looking forward in spending the weekends with her. Either in the house or outside, if she wants.
It was this day my mom paid a very surprising visit. Sam and I are busy cooking lunch, or more like I'm cooking and she's watching from the counter eating some fruit bars she saw from my stash. She's soo sneaky. Anyways, we're joking and goofing around when the doorbell rang. Sam offered to opened it because I'm obviously occupied with preparing our food. Soon then, I hear a loud gasp and the sound of my mom's voice.
"Oh, Samantha. What a very unexpected sight to see you here at my son's house."
Her voice full of amusement, confusion and disappointment - she still can't get over the fact that I'm already old enough to have anyone in my house, especially beautiful and hot ladies. I left my cooking and look to the living room where Sam looks like a deer caught in headlights. Well, seeing my mom unexpectedly is really surprising. I know that I have the same expression as Sam.
"Marissa." Sam greets calmly.
"Mom." I said, walking behind a very fazed Sam as I dry my hands to the apron.
"Oh, hey honey. I didn't know you have Samantha here. When did you arrived by the way?" she said without looking at me. She was eyeing Sam, who's looking uncomfortable.
I can't actually blame my mom. Sam have already changed a lot, more in physical. She's soo much different from her tomboy image back when we were kids. She's more of a woman now. She looks like a model to be exact, wearing a ripped jean shorts and a purple tank top. She's like fresh out from a fashion magazine. And her hair is down straight with a bit of a brownish highlights and she is also wearing a light make up.
"Uh..I just arrived last week." she answered politely.
"Why don't you come in, Mom." I offered her, grabbing her coat and putting it on the coat rack beside the door. I close it and followed my mom to the main living room."What brings you here? Its seems unexpected." I tried to sound casual but my inner self disappoint me because my features clearly shows that I'm not happy to see her sitting in one of my couch in the living room, staring at the both of us with hawk eye. Its creepy.
She sit up upright and Sam and I took a seat across from her. She keeps watching us and Sam felt more uncomfortable. She scoot away from me to the end of the couch, probably trying to tell my mom that there's nothing to spy us on. I kinda felt mad towards my mom for jumping on assumptions even though she didn't say anything but her body language tells a whole different story.
"I just want to make sure you're doing fine. I heard that you are up to doing yet, another film."
"I am. Sam's helping me as well." I informed her.
"Oh." she said in fake-shocked. She then turned her attention to Sam and shift her head to the side."Speaking of, what are you doing here Samantha? Shouldn't you be in L.A?" she said a bit bitchy.
"Uh...Actually, I was sent here by the network to train student interns at the Seattle University. After I trained them, I'll pick the most aspiring future media personality who's capable of doing what we do and we'll give them a job to start in Hollywood." She explained.
"Really? That's very helpful of you and your company. I've watched a lot of you, actually, a lot of people do. You're famous. Very different from your past years."
"Yeah? Well thank you, Marissa. It's good to have you as my fan too. I'm really working thrice to tend on my fans' demands."
"Hmm. I've also seen you through a lot of magazines. Are you taking up modeling as your career too?"
"Oh, that?" Sam said a bit surprised. I'm actually interested to her answer. Is she?
"Well, yeah. I am. The basics only. But I'm not focusing on that. Its just some hobby or something."
Sam? Taking up modelling? Wow. She is very different. So, that's why she has that posture and poise made for models. I guess there are a lot of things I didn't know about her now.
"Life in that kind of business is no doubt quite maddening at times. Anyways, where are you staying? Carly will not be back until next week."
Okay. Guess that's my cue to step in to the conversation. They must've forgotten that I'm also here, between them to be exact.
"She's...uh...apparently,staying with me."
My mom's head shot up and so is her eyebrows.
"Oh..." she expressed in somewhat a very disappointed voice."I guess that's nice of you, honey. For helping a friend."
We smell something strange and Sam stood up immediately.
"Our lunch! My lunch!" she exclaimed and dash in the kitchen."I'll get this!" she called out.
"Okay!" I said back. I turn to see my mom glaring at me, her lips pursed into thin line. I gulp and scoot away from her.
"What were you doing, Fredward? Seriously, are you even thinking this time?"
"What do you mean?" I asked quite offended.
"Having Samantha to stay here. That's what I mean. What are you trying to pull out. You barely stay here in Seattle because you're always in L.A visiting her and now, you had her living with you?" she hissed, glancing a look every now and then to the kitchen where Sam's busy cooking.
"I'm not pulling anything." I defend.
"And you want me to believe you? You're still obviously in love with her. You're too desperate to have her, Freddie."
"Will you stop it, Mom! Yes. I am in love with her. I love her so much I don't even care if I'm acting too desperate for your liking."
"I don't know what got into you. I don't even know how to help you."
"I don't need any help. Just stop nosing around my business. I'll do whatever I want. I'm old enough to handle my life. I don't need you, Mom." I said bitterly.
I expected her to sob her eyes out and make me all guilty and ready to kneel and beg for her forgiveness but I was stood wrong. She only sigh and shook her head sadly. She give me a long, disappointed and sad look before she stand up.
"You're right. You're old enough to know what you want. Old enough to take matters in your own hands. You don't need me."
Even though she's acting a bit bitchy, she's still my mom and hearing her say those words and agreeing with me makes me want to puke of guiltiness.
"I'll leave now. I just stop by to see what you're doing. But of course, it's not my position anymore to look after you." she grab her purse and open the door."Tell Samantha I said goodbye." and with that she disappears through closed doors.
Just then, Sam came back holding a spatula over her pot holder-clad hands. She scan the room and her eyes land on the spot where my mom was then she turn to me.
"She has things to do. She won't be joining us." I answered her questioning look then shrug."Is the food ready?"
"Yeah." she mutters."I'll set up the table."
"No. I'll do it."
I went to the kitchen and set the table myself. My mother's words kept echoing inside my head.
She's so damn wrong. Sam and I had dated back in our Highschool and after that, we stayed friends. I didn't hide the fact that I'm still in love with her, its pretty much obvious but I don't know if she even knows that herself. I'm not expecting a lot from Sam. I'm content to what we have right now, I'll rather have that than nothing at all.
A/N: my apologies that its short chapter. but i'll assure you guys that it'll be longer next time i update which will be soon though.
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