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Author's Notes: I don't own iCarly.

Chapter 4: The Fight

Sam had to stop Carly from liking Freddie. How though?

So she went to Carly's house.

"Where's Carly?" she asked Spencer.

"She and Freddie went to Groovy Smoothie."

Sam sighed, remembering when she and Freddie were best friends.

"What do you want?" Sam asked Freddie.

"Strawberry with whipped cream," he said. "Cherry on top."

"Make that two," Sam said.

"I thought you hated whipped cream."

"I do."

"Ugh," said Sam. "I hate strawberry smoothies with cherry on top."

"Why?" Spencer asked.

"Nothing," said Sam, sitting down on the couch.

"You might feel better if you talked about it," he sat on the couch next to her.

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Does it have anything to do with breaking the law?"

"No."

"Then I can keep this secret."

She looked around. "When Freddie and I were little, we were really good friends. I was about to tell him I loved him, but him and Carly met and… he liked her." She wiped some tears. "And now Carly likes Freddie too." She cried, putting her eyes in her hands.

"Aww," Spencer hugged Sam. "Then maybe you and I could-"

Sam faced him and raised both eyebrows, wondering what he was going to say. "Yes?"

They both closed their eyes.

Suddenly, Carly and Freddie appeared in the door.

Sam and Spencer opened their eyes and Sam turned to face them.

"Sam, Spencer," Carly said. "Were you two about to kiss?"

"Noo," Spencer and Sam said.

"Well I'm gonna go get dinner ready," Spencer said. So close! He thought.

"Freddie and I already ate," Carly said.

"I know," said Spencer. "But Sam and I haven't." He went into the kitchen.

Carly laughed slightly.

She faced Sam. "What's going on between you and him?"

Sam stood up. "What's going on between you and Freddie?"

"What do you mean?"

"You spend more time with him and yet you haven't even told him the truth," Sam said, angrily.

"So?" Carly said. "That blond kid is in love with that brown haired kid, but she never tells him."

"I don't know who you're talking about," Sam yelled. "But YOU CAN NOT LOVE FREDDIE!"

"WHY NOT?!" Carly yelled.

"Because…" Sam said, softly and sadly.

"BECAUSE WHY?!"

Sam thought back to years before…

"Freddie I love y-" Sam started.

Suddenly, Carly appeared in between her and Freddie. "Hi Sam." She looked at Freddy. "Who's this?"

"This is Frediey," Sam said.

"I love you," Freddie said. "So what did you want to tell me Sam?"

Sam took her cup and dumped all the whipped cream on top of his head. "I hate you!"

Sam ran out of Carly's house.

"What was that all about?" Spencer asked Carly.

"I don't know," Carly said. "Sam just told me I shouldn't like Freddie, for no reason."

"She never told you did she?"

"Told me what?"

"Well-" Spencer stopped for a moment. Would Sam want him to tell Carly? Especially now that Freddie and Carly loved each other? Spencer remembered what he saw.

"Sam," Carly said from in Groovy Smoothie, seeing Sam outside with a boy. "Spencer, I'm going to visit Sam."

"Okay," Spencer said. Then, after she was out, he followed.

He watched and listened.

"Freddie I love y-" Spencer heard Sam say.

Spencer watched as Carly stepped between them.

"I love you," Spencer heard Freddie say.

Spencer knew right away who Freddie was talking to. "Poor Sam."

"Well?" Carly asked, returning him to present.

"Nothing," he said. A few seconds later he said, "Hey, doesn't iCarly start soon?"

"Yeah," Carly said. "I better go try to get Sam."

"No," Spencer said. "Maybe I should do that."

"O-kay," Carly said, confused. "Do you and Sam have a thing?"

"What kind of thing?" Spencer asked.

"Do you two LIKE each other?" Carly asked.

"What do you mean?"

"When Freddie and I walked in the door, you two had your eyes closed and were facing each other like you were about to kiss."

"I wish," Spencer whispered.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Oh man. iCarly starts in three minutes."

"I'll go get Sam."

He ran out of the door and to Sam's house.

"Sam," he said quickly. "iCarly starts in three minutes."

"What does it matter?" Sam said sadly. "Carly likes Freddie."

"I know," Spencer said. "I'm still here though."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"Well," Spencer crouched down and kissed her lips.

Several seconds later, Sam realized what she was doing. She broke free of the kiss. "No, this isn't right. I like Freddie."

"I know," said Spencer. "But-"

"Spencer," said Sam. "I know how you feel about me, but it's not right. I like Freddie, and, besides, I'm too young for you."

Spencer frowned. "Well, we better get you to Carly's house. It's time for iCarly."

"Spencer."

"We better get going."

Sam and Spencer went back to Carly's house.

"Oh good you're here," Carly said when they came through the door.

She pulled Sam up the stairs.

"In five, four, three, two, one," Freddie said quickly.

"Hi, I'm Carly."

"I'm Sam."

"Sorry we're a little late," Carly said.

"Yeah, my mom had an emergency," Sam said.

"What kind of emergency?" Freddie asked.

"The bad kind?"

"Well, to make up for missed time, we bring you a new episode of," Carly started.

"Messing with Lewbert," she and Sam said.

Later, Sam and Carly had another Freddie fight.

"Why do you even care? You don't even like him!" Carly yelled.

"So?"

"Why can't you just be happy for me?"

"Dude, I was happy for you with Jake, but Freddie's just too much of a dork for you."

She just wanted to say 'I was happy for you with Jake, but Freddie's mine!' She couldn't though.