(Freddie's point of view)

"… Yeah. Uhm, see you later," I smiled. She smiled and then turned around.

And then I started thinking about the prom. I hadn't asked anyone yet to be my date. Because I wanted to go to the prom with Sam.

Do I really have to ask her?

My heart was beating so fast. Should I ask her? Ugh, I didn't know how to ask her. She would rip my head off.

I wanted to go with her.

But besides, I didn't know if she already had a date…

I walked behind her and stopped, because she also stopped walking.

She turned her back, "Freddie, I—whoa!"

We were shocked and she almost fell. So I grabbed her arms, I tried to hold her.

She was right in front of me.

I could stare deeply at her beautiful blue eyes. Her eyes widened, so did mine. We stood still and it was so quiet and awkward.

I couldn't help myself. I had been thinking about the kiss we shared 2 years ago... and right now her lips were right there, waiting for my lips to kiss them. I wanted to feel her lips once more. I wanted to kiss her…

I moved my head forward to hers. It was so close, I could feel her breath. I could also feel her body froze.

Slowly, I closed my eyes. And then, I pressed my lips onto hers gently.

My mind counts the seconds that had passed.

13 seconds later, I ended the kiss.

There was another awkward silence.

We just stared at each other's eyes, not knowing what to do or what to say. It felt like my brain had been shut. My mind was blank. I was surprised that I finally kissed her for the second time, although we had sworn that this would never happen again. (A/N: this scene happens after iKiss, but before iOMG :P )

I saw her lips moved as she wanted to say something. I kept quiet, I let her speak.

"Freddie… I…"

"Mm?"

"I want to tell you something…"

What was she gonna tell me? I'm curious.

(Sam's point of view)

"I want to tell you something…"

I gulped. I was nervous… what. Sam Puckett was nervous, that was unbelievable.

I was still shocked that Fredward kissed me. I thought we had sworn that we'd never do this anymore… But whatever. This felt good. Awesome. Amazing. He was such a good kisser, and I hope I was also a good kisser.

I tried to continue my "speech". So hard, because I felt like my tongue was tangled and my mouth was locked. But I tried…

"I… I like you, Freddo," I whispered and I looked at the ground. I was afraid to look at his eyes. I tried to avoid eye-contacts. "I always do."

He stayed silent, so I spoke again.

"Since… I don't know. A long time ago? And I never told you because… I was scared. I was scared that if I told you… everything would change. And I'm still scared. I don't want to change. I… I want you near. I'm sorry, I know I should've told you earlier but you've always been in love with my best friend… I'm sorry, dork."

Although I didn't look at his face, I knew he was shocked. Me too. I couldn't believe I just said that…

"I love you." I whispered.

Again, another silence.

I hated being silent.

He didn't say anything. I started to feel embarrassed because I thought he didn't feel the same. I knew it.

I tried to get off of his arms but then he spoke, softly.

"… I love you too, Princess Puckett."

I froze. I looked up and I saw him… smiling.

I finally smiled and I put my hands around his neck. He grabbed my waist and we kissed again. Deeply. Passionately. Again, and again, and again.

I could feel that he was smiling.

A few minutes later we ended our makeout session. We smiled. I was so happy and speechless. I didn't think it would be this easy!

"Do you wanna go to prom with me?" he said in a flirty tone.

I nodded, "Of course Mama does, Fredweird!"

He laughed, and then we heard Carly's voice.

"Sam! Freddie! You guys still up there?" she shouted.

Freddie immediately opened his laptop and pretended like he was doing some researches. I ran to a table where Carly had put her lame book and I took it, pretended like I was reading it. Uh, there was no way I could be interested in this book.

Carly opened the door.

"Hey, you're still here… and still wearing tux and dress."

"Yeah," said Freddie. I nodded.

"What were you guys doing here while I was gone?" asked Carly.

"Nothing," Freddie muttered.

I shook my head, "Not at all."

Carly nodded, "Okay then… Sam! Gimme that book, I need to read it."

"Why?"

"I just wanna read it."

I threw that book to her.

She looked at me and Freddie. "I'm going to my room just for a while and then I'll be back here, soon. Do you guys want me to bring something when I come back?"

"Nope."

"I want meat."

Carly walked to the door and she turned around. Once again, she looked at me and Freddie suspiciously. "Okay, so… I'm gonna leave you two here in our studio…"

Freddie and I looked at each other, confused.

"Awkay?" I raised my eyebrows.

Carly smirked, "You guys aren't gonna do anything… right?"

Freddie chuckled nervously, "… of course not…"

"Are you sure?"

"Yep," I nodded.

"I'll be back… soon," Carly whispered. And then she closed the door.

As soon as Carly left, I looked at Freddie and ran into him.

I hugged his neck and he held my waist. I stood on my toes so I could be a bit taller and kiss him more deeply.

We kissed again for the next 10 minutes.

(Carly's point of view)

I still wonder what Sam and Freddie had done that night in our studio.

It was just surprising me that they could actually stay in a room—just the two of them!—without arguing or trying to kill each other. And I felt something was going wrong between them…

I felt like they had changed lately. Sam was being more girly—well, she still refused to wear dresses and girls' things but her attitude had a bit changed. She became polite, a bit more like me. That was so wrong.

I could feel that she wanted to change. She tried to change… because of someone she really cared. Probably.

Freddie… well, I was a bit surprised when he admitted that he have moved on from me. That was crazy. He had always been in love with me for years, well, at least he said so.

And I swore I saw them sharing flirty glances yesterday at school.

I started to think that maybe they were in love, but… NO. THERE WAS NO WAY SAM COULD BE IN LOVE WITH FREDDIE.

It's not that I was jealous… but it just didn't make sense. They always hated each other. They couldn't be in love.

And if they were, they would have told me, right? They had promised me not to keep any secrets from me. Uh, well… if they were really in love, I'd be happy for them. Even though it was still hard for me to believe.

Someone knocked the door and I shouted, "Come in!"

Freddie and Sam walked into my apartment together. They had a little argument, yelling at each other and then Freddie—as usual—lost. He groaned.

"I told you, I will always win!" Sam shouted and smiled. Surprisingly, instead of groaning even louder, Freddie also smiled.

"What's up?" I asked them. Sam jumped onto my couch and Freddie sat in front of my computer. He turned it on and typed something.

"Nothing," said Freddie.

Sam took a bowlful of popcorns on the coffee table.

"Anyway, I still can't believe we're going to college together next fall!" I shouted in excitement.

"Yeah," Freddie took an apple from a bowl beside the computer, "I can't believe Sam actually is accepted!"

"Shut up, nub." Sam threw a popcorn to Freddie's head. "I'm not that stupid." Freddie rolled his eyes and smiled again. Wait… was that… a flirty smile?

I just smiled, "We don't need to move from here and we still can do our webshow. Isn't that great?"

"Totally," Sam murmured. She didn't look very happy, she looked sad. It was like something was going through her mind right now. Something that made her very unhappy and upset.

Yeah, the three of us were going to Seattle University, together! A few days ago, after we were done doing our prom themed webshow, Freddie checked his account and he said he got an e-mail, saying that he was accepted. So, me and Sam immediately checked our account and we both got the same e-mail!

We were so lucky that the college wasn't that far away from my apartment and Sam's house, so we didn't have to move anywhere. And even though we'd be extremely busy, we'd still be doing iCarly every Saturday night! Woo-hoo!

"Ouch!" Sam suddenly shouted in pain. She threw the bowl in her hand and the popcorns were spreading everywhere. She screamed, her eyes were closed and her hands were on her head. I guessed she had a bad headache.

"Sam? Sam? What's happened?" I asked her. I rubbed her hand.

"No—nothing, I'm al-right… aw!"

Freddie jumped from the chair and ran. "Sam, are you okay?" he seemed pretty worried.

He put his hand on her shoulder. "I'm… okay. I just need some water… and ham, please."

I stood up and ran to the kitchen. I took a glass of water and some ham, and I went back to Sam.

Freddie was still there, sitting beside Sam. He really cared about Sam.

"Tell me what happened, Sam. Why did you scream like that? Are you hurt?"

Sam shook her head and then Freddie gasped.

"Oh, God. Carly, I need some tissue… or sheet… or whatever! Her nose is bleeding!"

I put the glass and the ham on the coffee table and I ran to find the tissue. Oh, where the heck was the tissue? And since when did I, Carly Shay, started to curse?

"Wh-what? Am I bleeding? I am not—" Sam denied, but then she felt a drop of blood on her upper lips, "—oh."

"Here!" I gave Freddie a box of tissue and he took one. And then he wiped Sam's blood gently.

Shortly after that, her nose stopped bleeding. And I thought the headache had gone away. She took the glass of water and drank it slowly.

"Thanks Carly," Sam looked at me, and then Freddie, "Thanks, dork."

I nodded. But then she stood up.

Freddie grabbed her hand and stood up, "Wait, where are you going?"

"Mm… home?" She pulled her hand off of Freddie's hand.

"But you can stay here for a while and take some rest. What if you get that headache again on your way home?" I said.

"I'll take you home," said Freddie.

She refused, "No, no. I'm just gonna… sleep," she took the ham and then opened the door, "Bye."

Freddie and I looked at each other, we were very confused. What happened to Sam?

"What's wrong with her?" I asked Freddie.

He kept quiet, and a while later he replied, "I don't know."

We just sat there on the couch, wondering why Sam acted like that. We didn't speak, until I broke the silence.

"You care about Sam."

Freddie turned his head. He froze, and then murmured, "… yeah, maybe."

"Freddie?"

"Hm?"

"You know, a few days ago you told me that you… have stopped loving me. Is that true?"

"Yeah. Why? Do you want me to be in love with you again?" he smirked.

I giggled, "No."

"Then why?"

"Nothing. I was just asking. So, now… I guess you're not in love with anyone, eh?"

Freddie looked down, and then whispered, "Well… I am in love…"

I frowned. "But… you said you have stopped loving me, didn't you?"

He looked at me and smiled, "I didn't say I was in love with you, Carls."

"Ah," I gasped in disbelief. "So… who are you in love with?" I asked him.

"You don't wanna know."

"Of course I do! Tell me. Now."

"You're not gonna believe it."

"Why?"

"Because…" Freddie sighed, "It's just… something you've never expected."

"I see."

"Huh?"

"You love Sam, don't you?"

Freddie's face looked shocked. "Uh…"

"Just admit it, Freddie!"

"Well, I'm gonna tell you something, Carls."

"What? Tell me," I forced him to tell me everything.

"First, I'm sorry because I've actually been keeping a secret from you—I know, I know I've promised that I won't keep any secret but… I just didn't want you to know. So… you know, the night after our last webshow about prom, you left me and Sam in the studio, just the two of us. We… kinda watched something on my laptop and then… we kissed. At first none of us spoke and it was very awkward but then… she told me a confession that she… liked me. I told her I love her too. And we kissed again. And then you came back to the studio. And after you left, we… kissed. Again. And we've been dating since."

I knew it… but I was still surprised to hear the whole story, "Wh-what?"

"Look, I'm really sorry I didn't tell you earlier. Please don't be mad at me and Sam…"

"YOU GUYS ARE DATING? WHOA!" I shouted.

"Aw, you don't need to shout, seriously."

"Sorry… I'm just surprised."

"So… you're not mad at me?"

I bit my lips. "No… well, a bit. But I'm happy for you two," I smiled.

He smiled, "Thanks."

I sighed, "Well, I still wonder what happened to her. I'm worried, you know?"

"I know. Me too."

A/N: So, do you like this chapter? Do you wanna know what happens to Sam? Stay tuned, and give me some review! :D :D :D :D btw, (again!) sorry if there are a lot of wrong grammars. My english is prettty bad :( But still, i'd really appreciate if you give some review for this story :)