Author's Note: Hello people of the world!

Okay, first of all, I'm really sorry for not updating any of my fics for so long, but I went through a really difficult time, including the death of a really close relative of mine and some other stuff, so I really couldn't write. Anyway, but now everything is kind of back to normal, so I'm back to writing!

Okay, so enough talking!

Disclaimer: If I owned iCarly, do you really think I'd be writing fanfics? Yeah, right.

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Enjoy!

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Chapter 4

Freddie's POV

I was up in the iCarly studio, working with a camera that wasn't working the way it should, when I heard the door opening. I looked up and saw Carly walking in slowly, staring at me.

"Hey" I greeted her, and resumed working on my camera.

"Hey Freddie" She replied, but I noticed that she had said it really awkwardly, and hesitantly, but I dropped it. After a long pause, I looked up again, only to find Carly staring into space. This time I decided to say something, because the way she was acting it was making me uncomfortable.

"Uh…Carly, is there something wrong?" I asked hesitantly, having no idea of what would be her answer.

"Oh…" She seemed to come back from whatever imaginary place she had been at only two seconds ago "Uh… no… there's nothing wrong" She forced a nervous smile, but I wasn't going to fall for that, Carly was never a good liar. Even I was a better liar than her, and if you consider that sometimes the only lie that pops up in my head is 'the dog ate my homework', I think you can get how much of a bad liar she is.

"C'mon Carly, you're acting awkwardly since you walked in that door" I said, giving her an 'I know there's something going on' look. She stared at me for a brief moment, before sighing slowly.

"Alright. I… I need to talk to you, Freddie" She said, and walked over to where I was standing.

"What about?" I asked, closing my laptop slowly. I could see by the look in her face that she wanted to tell me something serious.

She kept quiet for a long moment, and I wondered if she'd really say something or if she'd just tell me to drop the subject and that it was nothing. But when I was about to talk again, she finally spoke up.

"Freddie… you… you still have that crush on me?" She asked, sounding a bit uncomfortable.

Okay, I might say that one came from nowhere. She stared at me expectantly, but I hesitated for a moment. Why the hell was she asking me about my old crush on her? Oh, please tell me that she's not changed her mind now that I've moved on from her. Please tell me that she doesn't like me more than friends, because that would complicate my life so much. I mean, if she liked me, and I loved Sam, well... things wouldn't turn out really well at the end.

"Uh… why do you ask?" I asked, hoping she'd say something first. I mean, if she liked me, I wanted to know it before telling her that I don't like her that way anymore, so I could think of a way to tell her that I've moved on in a way that... well, won't hurt much. Or at least I hope so.

"Just… curiosity" She said, and I think I'd not get anything more than that from her.

"Well… you see… Carly, I don't… like you that way anymore. I've moved on some time ago" I blurted out, and waited, hoping that I hadn't hurt her feelings or anything. Carly can get really sensitive sometimes. But, for my relief, she seemed relieved herself and sighed loudly, the corners of her lips going up lightly in a smile.

"But really, why do you ask?" I asked, I still didn't understand why she had suddenly asked me that.

"Uh… just… hey, do you… like any other girl?" I blinked at her randomness. Okay, Carly was up to something, and I needed to find out what it was. She might have understood the look in my face, because she quickly added: "Just for curiosity"

I sighed. I couldn't just tell her that yes, I had fallen in love with Sam, after a kiss that she didn't even dream about, and everything would be alright. First, because Carly isn't the best secret keeper, trust me. She'd end up telling Sam about it and then, well, I like living, you know. And second, I've known Carly for years, I know how'd she'd react to that. But if I don't say anything, she won't let me alone. Well, maybe if I don't give her a complete answer…

"Maybe" I said simply, as I got my laptop, that had been resting on a table set right in the middle of the studio, and started walking towards my cart.

"Maybe?" She stared at me for a longer moment, before smiling "You like someone"

"I didn't say that" I said, stopping.

"But I know you do" She clapped he hands, and I rolled my eyes at her.

"Alright, you win" I gave in "But seriously Carly, why are you asking me all this?"

"Uh…" I saw she was really hesitant, so I gave her my best puppy look "Alright! Well…, you see, this girl… my friend… she…" She paused, and thought for a moment, before taking a deep breath and then finally blurting it out "She told me that she likes you…a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean A LOT" I kept silent, I didn't know how to respond to that, so she went on "I promised her I wouldn't tell you this but…" She bit her lip "Well, I'm not telling you everything"

"Yeah… but… why didn't she tell me in person?"

"Well, I guess she couldn't just walk towards you randomly and say 'Hey Freddie, I'm in love with you, are you in love with me?' " I chuckled at the thought of that happening, but then, the silence between me and Carly was broken, by the sound of the door in the hallway slamming shut loudly.

I glanced at the studio door confused, and heard Carly muttering "Oh no" before storming out of the room. I followed her as she ran down the stairs to the second floor, and then to the first, where Spencer was standing right in the middle of the living room with a confused look on his face.

"Spencer, where's Sam?" Carly yelled as she reached the living room.

"I don't know, she climbed up the stairs some minutes ago, and then now she just came back down running and left without a word"

"Oh no" Carly said, now a bit louder.

"Carly, what's going on?" I asked impatiently as I put my laptop, that was still in my hands, on the living room coffee table. I couldn't understand anything that was going on, and I think that neither could Spencer.

"She heard us talking up in the studio! Or at least, she might have heard part of it, and she might have understood everything wrong!" She said, and she sounded desperate.

"What are you talking about Carly?" In that moment, she seemed to have finally realized that I couldn't understand anything she was saying.

"Sam heard us talking in the studio, and she might have understood that I was telling you that she likes you, when I promised not to, and-" I cut her off.

"Wait, wait, wait. You're telling me that the girl you told me about, the one that told you that she likes me… she's Sam?" When she heard that, her hands flied to her face and covered her mouth, like she had just said something she really shouldn't, but then she sighed.

"Ugh, I guess I can't take it back now... well, yes, she's Sam, but I promised her I wouldn't tell you anything, and now she thinks that I told you that she likes you, and she ran out of here! She's mad at me, I know it, and she could be anywhere in Seattle…"

I didn't hear anything after that, I was too busy trying to understand everything that's just happened in my head…

Sam likes me back…

I repeated that a thousands times in my mind. She had been hiding it from me, but why didn't she tell me? For the same reason I didn't tell her about how I felt. I was afraid that she'd reject me, that she didn't feel the same way…

But now, when I finally find out that she actually feels that same way, she runs away. Ugh, why does everything need to be so complicated? I need to find her, talk to her, and make everything clear. But… where could she be? I moved my attention back to Carly, who was now walking in circles around the living room, panicking.

"And what if we don't find her? And what if she ran away? And if she never comes back?" Carly was walking around the room panicking and saying even more crazy possibilities of where Sam could be at each second.

"Carly…" I tried to get her attention, but she wouldn't stop.

"Maybe we should look for her somewhere where there's food, but I don't think she'd go to the Groovy Smoothie… or maybe…"

"Carly" I repeated, a little louder, but she still didn't pay attention to me. Okay, this was starting to get annoying.

"… Or maybe she's gone to another city near here, I mean, she runs a lot. Or maybe…"

"CARLY!" I yelled, and she finally broke off from here trance, and I finally got her attention. "Carly, calm down. I'm gonna find her" I said, and she stared at me, shocked.

"But... but how are you gonna find her? Do you have any idea of where she could be?"

"No… the only thing I know is that I need to find her" I said firmly, and walked towards the front door. But when my hand touched the doorknob, I heard my name being called.

"Freddie!" Carly's voice echoed through the room. I turned around, and waited for Carly to say something, but she hesitated for a moment, before she resumed talking "The girl you were talking about earlier… is she… Sam?" She said, smiling.

"Is it that obvious?" I asked, smiling back.

"Pretty much" She said, and I chuckled, before turning around one more time, and then leaving the apartment running as I heard Carly yelling 'Good luck!', and then Spencer voice asking 'What's going on?'. It would take Carly some time to explain everything to him, but now I had something more important than that to think about.

Find Sam.

But there was only one problem… I had no idea where to find her.

Author's Note: Yeah, that sounded better in the dream I had, but what really matters is your opinion!

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