Here's the final chapter of iHate Your Guts. I would like to dedicate this story to FallenAngelZoee for helping me with this chapter.
So, behold!
Oh, and I forgot: I don't own iCarly. Dan Schneider does.
"So, if you want to know how many doors are in a doorknob…" Carly was starting their ending dialog.
"… or if the moon is made of cheese…" Sam continued.
"…Keep watching iCarly, where we will reveal the answers to these and other important questions." Carly wrapped up.
"And to end the show, some food for thought: Will Freddie ever get a girlfriend?" Sam teased. Carly and Freddie chuckled. If only she knew what was coming…
"Sam, can I correct you? The show's not over yet…" Carly corrected her.
"It's not?" Sam questioned.
"No. Freddie has something to say to someone very special to him." Carly introduced him.
"I don't think I can do this, Carly… I mean, she hates my guts!" Freddie whispered, tried to bail out.
"The same way you hate hers? Come on, Freddie, you can do it! It was your idea. Besides, if you don't try, you'll never know." Carly cheered him on.
"Okay. It's 'do or die' time!" Freddie placed himself in front of the camera.
"Oh, this is gonna be good!" Sam was excited to see Freddie chicken out. She took a purple beanbag and placed it on Freddie's left, so that she could watch what he was going to do on the front-row seat.
Freddie cleared his throat. "This is something I wrote about a good friend of mine."
"Go for it, Freddie!" Carly cheered behind the camera.
"Okay, here it goes." Sam was rubbing her hands in expectation to see Freddie fail, until when he turned to her.
We met a few years ago,
I was in love with your best friend,
You started bickering with me
And Carly just wanted it to end.
All my futile attempts to win her
heart had a big effect on you.
You found a way to end all fights
with "Carly will never love you!"
If Carly had not taken the fall for you,
We would have not started the show
That allowed us to become friends
And our feelings started to grow.
You know, looking back,
I'm kinda glad I handcuffed you.
Because that chain of events
Made me realize what I feel for you.
And now I'm sitting here,
With my computer on my lap,
And the thought of you
Hits me like a zap.
I never thought I'd say this,
This idea never crossed my mind,
Although I didn't know it,
It was you I was trying to find.
A million times I've analyzed it,
It can only mean one thing.
As it has been shown before,
For you, I'll do anything.
It's time to lay it on the line,
No "ifs" and no "buts".
It's time for me to say:
Sam Puckett, I hate your guts.
Sam was crying when he finished. She had only read the title of the text. She wanted to clean the tears of her eyes and face, but couldn't bring herself to do it. The power and feeling contained in the lines that Freddie had written for her was incredibly deep, and affected her immensely.
Freddie felt like the weight of planet Jupiter had been lifted from his shoulders. He might not have the best comebacks for Sam, but he knew where to hit her. And when he hit her, he knew he would stand proud, even if only for a single second, but this time, he didn't have to worry about side effects of his actions, for the only event that could happen next could only be positive.
Carly saw Sam crying and felt she must do something. "Guys, "she said, turning the camera to herself, "we're experiencing technical difficulties, so, we're gonna end the show earlier."
She approached her friends that were in front of the cameras and moved towards Sam.
"Are you okay?" She asked her best friend. Her tears were real but she was not sad. That was evident on her face
"So, you hate my guts?" Sam finally spoke.
"With every cell in my body, every ounce of my being. " Freddie truthfully replied.
Sam then did something quite unthinkable. Okay, it wasn't unthinkable, but it was un-Sammish. She got up and hugged Freddie.
Freddie was somehow prepared for this event, as he did not flinch a little bit. He only hugged her back.
"You know what? Freddie Benson, I hate your guts as well." Sam said.
"I know". They both slowly pulled away and looked into each other's eyes. Carly started to smile widely, she knew what was coming, and she couldn't be happier for them.
Freddie also knew what was about to happen he smiled, took a deep breath and leaned in, after all Sam always did prefer the guy to lean in.
Their lips touched and everything fell into place, no worries, no doubts, just each other and that moment.
Finally, Freddie thought, a real kiss, the last one we had wasn't anything like this…
The kiss was sweet and beautiful, it lasted exactly 8 seconds before they pulled. Carly was grinning happily in the corner.
"You're a nub," Sam said sweetly. Freddie chuckled.
"Yes, but I'm your nub," he replied.
"Well then, I most definitely hate my nub," she grinned.
"He hates you too," Freddie said before they leaned back in and kissed again.
"Awwwww!" Carly said loudly. Freddie and Sam pulled apart again and gave her a look.
"Right, I'm gonna leave you too alone" she said as she left happily. Freddie and Sam both chuckled and leaned in once more.
Yeah, Freddie's quite a poet, right? I wrote that thing in 20 minutes.
I want to thank every single one of my readers for making this story possible.