"I love you too, Sam." Freddie said with a smile. "And don't worry, we're going to get the old Samantha Puckett back in no time." I smiled.
"Well I'm glad you think that, but I don't think so." I said. Freddie shook his head.
"C'mon, Sam. You've gotta have a good attitude about this. Once my mom comes home, we can tell her everything, okay? And I know she'll freak at first, but once she realizes that I actually really care about you, she'll help us. And if then she doesn't like it, we're both going to run away." Freddie said. I was surprised at what he said.
"Really?" I said with a small voice. "You would run away with me?" He nodded.
"I just told you that I loved you, didn't I? I wouldn't lie about that, Sam."
"I wouldn't either." I said softly. Freddie reached over and squeezed my hand.
"I know." Freddie said as he gestured toward my food. "Now, we better finish eating, or my mom will be home before we get back."
"She's not going to be back for a while." I said.
"Exactly. Now eat."
"Fine." I said as I picked up my bacon sandwich. It actually wasn't that bad, considering I never seemed to have an appetite.
We finished eating and drove back to Freddie's house. We sat and talked for a while as the television was faintly on in the background.
"Hey, you know that we should be heading over to Carly's now, right?" He said when he glanced over my shoulder at the clock.
"Why?" I asked.
"For iCarly…" He said slowly. I laughed.
"Wait, it's Friday?" I asked. He nodded.
"I thought it was Tuesday." I said as Freddie laughed. We got up and walked hand in hand up to the iCarly studio.
"Hey, you guys are here early." Carly noted as we walked into the studio.
"Well somebody here thought it was Tuesday so just be glad that we showed up." Freddie said with a grin.
"Well I guess I'm glad. Anyways, Spencer keeps texting me, so I have to go see what he wants to show me." Carly said. Freddie and I exchanged glances.
"Oh, he was rearranging everything in your kitchen, so you should be scared." I said. Carly laughed.
"He does things like that all the time, so don't worry." She said. "I'll be back in a few, okay?"
"Have fun." Freddie said as Carly walked out. Freddie walked over and kissed me. I smiled.
"What was that?" I asked, surprised.
"I was giving my woman a little love." He said with a smirk. "Well that, and I didn't want to make Carly feel awkward. I laughed. The elevator opened and Carly walked out.
"Man, that didn't take long." I said, surprised.
"Well, he had invited some girl he met at the store today over and she's supposed to be here any second now, so he didn't want me around." Carly said, as she glanced at the clock. "iCarly starts in two minutes, guys."
We got ready and in position. Freddie counted down from five and I put on my poker face.
"I'm Carly!"
"And I'm Sam!"
"And this is iCarly!"
The show we had prepared was actually pretty funny, but I didn't feel into it. I just wanted to go back over to Freddie's house and be with him. I guess I just want that because he knows what Carly doesn't know. And I just wanted to spend a little time away from Carly. I'm not trying to be mean, but I just wanted to take a break.
"And I know Sam and Freddie don't know this, but next week we actually won't be doing iCarly!" Carly said. I knew I couldn't hide my surprise. We have had iCarly every week for the longest time now.
"We don't have school for the next two weeks so my brother and I are going to visit our grandfather!" Carly said as I hit the applaud button. A visit with her grandfather deserves that, right? Plus, this will help us take that break from each other and I won't even have to tell her.
We finished up the show and went downstairs. Spencer and his lady friend were watching a movie, so Freddie and I waved goodbye to Carly and left.
"Do you wanna go for a walk?" Freddie asked before he unlocked his apartment door. I shrugged.
"Why not?" I said.
We rode the elevator down and Freddie took my hand. We walked to the corner and Freddie offered to buy me ice cream.
"You're trying to spoil me, Freddddieee." I said as he pulled me into the store. Freddie smiled.
"I deserve to spoil you, don't I?" He asked while the smile stayed on his face. "Anyways, I wanted some ice cream. So I'm buying you some."
"But I don't want any." I said as we stood in front of the counter. Freddie shook his head and ordered my favorite kind anyways. He paid and handed me my ice cream cone. I sighed.
"Freddie I don't really want this." I said as we sat down.
"Please Sam, eat it for me?" He asked with a sad look on his face. I sighed and started licking my ice cream. Freddie smiled.
"See, you have to start eating all of your favorite foods again, and I'll help you with that, okay?" He said. I laughed.
"It's not that I don't like food, it's just that I haven't had much to eat lately so having all of this food thrown at me is a little overwhelming. I just don't feel hungry anymore." I said. "But trust me, mama still loves her bacon and ham." Freddie laughed.
"Of course you do, Princess Puckett." He said.
We ate the rest of our ice cream in silence. When I finished the last bite of my cone, Freddie stood up, and I followed. We walked back outside hand in hand.
"Freddie, I really do love you." I said as we were walking back in the dark. Freddie stopped me and kissed me.
"I know." He said with a smile.