JUSTUFF: Hello everyone! I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED! I'VE BEEN SUPER BUSY! Plus, my computer wouldn't let me, and I got it taken away, too! I'm not sure if I said this already, but I can't believe how much buzz this story has been comparing it to iTeam Up, my first story! I hope my writing just keeps getting better. Anyways, plz wish me luck on yet ANOTHER book report :)! Oh, and be4 I forget, I'M SORRY ABOUT THE DRESSES! It wouldn't show up on here, and I had just noticed, and it wouldn't upload this chapter with the links, so, yea, use ur imaginations! Also, found out how to do the full hyphen thingy!
Disclaimer: I wonder what the next iCarly episode is going to be, because I don't know, because I don't own iCarly! Yay me!
Carly's POV
We arrived at Sam's. I had to admit…I was nervous. I mean the last time I tried to be civil I ended up with the smell of fat-cakes in my hair, which didn't help me because I was trying not to think of Sam. How could I NOT think of Sam with fat-cake smell aroma all around me?
I got out of the car, but I wanted this to be only between me and Sam: I needed to have this talk with her alone. I told him this, and he was very understanding about the whole thing. I smiled at his gentlemenness…Wait, is that a word? But then I just shook my head away from that thought. There were more important things at hand right now. I closed the door. I couldn't believe Freddie was so understanding. He's done all I've wished for as long as we've been 'together'.
When I was standing right outside her door, it was exactly the same way as I had left it. A dirty mat where I was standing, and her mom's empty broken perfume bottle that let off the scent of the urination of a cat. But somehow it felt like bliss to be there, standing there, because I was going to have everything untangled—everything back to how it should have stayed. I knocked and waited for her or her mom to open the door. I was wondering what she'd think of me standing there, but an opening door pushed me out of my thoughts. It was thank heavenly Sam. But I could tell she'd been crying. Black mascara was on her cheeks, and she was holding a tissue. She was about to close the door until I put my foot in the way.
"Sam," I said, shakily, still nervous on how this conversation would be going. "Don't close it. We need to talk. No more violence or not having explanations. You've left me need to talk."
She looked me up and down, and I could tell she was hesitating, but she extended her arm all the way out in the direction of the inside of her home.
"Fine," She stated, "Come in."
I walked into her house, and I saw Frothy. I was scared of him (DEEPLY SCARED) so I just backed away slowly, and onto her couch. She chuckled at the sight of me being afraid of a 'harmless cat' (Yeah, right! I've had BAD AND PAINFUL experiences with that cat!). I looked at the table in front of me, trying to clear my mind of awkwardness.
"Do you want something to drink?" She questioned.
"Sure," I said. Actually, I was parched. But, UNLIKE SAM, I don't ask for too much…because that would be rude. I started to stare again at the table, deep in thought, until she interrupted my thoughts again as she came in with two cups of water. She sat one on the coffee table, the one I had been staring at, in front of me, and set hers down there, too, after she took a big gulp. I took a big gulp as well, then I continued to stare at the coffee table. I didn't know what was so dang interesting about that coffee table at the moment! It just was! I don't know how long I was staring at that coffee table. I was too deep in thought.
"OK, so what do you want to talk about?" She questioned, pretty annoyed, probably because ever since I got there, all I was doing was just sitting there, staring at her table, when we really should've been talking. Her voice and her words got me out of my thoughts.
"Sam," I finally said as I unfroze my lips to make words. I then stood up and turned towards her, and, continuing our conversation, said,
"What has been going on with you? You've been mad at me, and crying…it's like you've turned bipolar all of a sudden!"
"I don't know what you're talking about." She pretended. I almost choked on my water I had just took another gulp of at the sound of this!
"Are you kidding?" I yelled, setting my glass of water on the coffee table as I made my way toward her. "You've been acting crazy! OK, first you're mad at me, then won't talk to me for no reason, and then you're crying! Seriously? All I really want to know is what did I do?"
"What you do is nothing, but yet you get everything-like Paris Hilton!" She yelled, almost screamed, which made me freeze once again.
"H-Huh?"
"You get everything! Fun brother, great life, prettiness, popularity…" She paused. "And no matter how much you push guys like Freddie away, they still love you." I still had a confused look on my face, I could feel it. As confused as I looked, that's as confused as I felt.
"You just don't get it, huh?" She said, about ready to cry again.
"Get what?" I asked.
She just stared at me in disbelief.
"I like Freddie, OK! I always have! That's why I got mad! See? Even talking about it gets me mad!" She screamed. Now I stared at her in disbelief. My little tiny plan had worked. She'd FINALLY admitted it! "He's cool, funny, cute, smart…I shared an amazing kiss with him, that he said he liked, and you treat him like dirt and he still comes running to you. He'll never even settle for me!"
"Why didn't you just tell me?"
"I just couldn't…I didn't think—no, I still don't think you understand…" Remembering the Trust Tracy thing, I stated confidently, aggressively, and sharply, "Well, I would and still do." She turned away, trying not to see my clearly visible feelings as an expression. I was hesitating to tell her about the Trust Tracy thing, then, right when I'm about to tell her, Freddie comes in.
Yep, you heard right! Freddie came in. Perfect timing, huh?
"Hello girls," He said, "Hey, Carly, you done talking to Sam-"
"No!" I said, barely cutting him off while Sam exclaimed, "Yes!"
"Look, Sam," I said, very seriously. It was so serious that she looked at me, and my voice wasn't shaking with nervousness, which was even a surprise to me. I pushed my head to the side, towards Freddie's direction. "Tell him."
"Wait, what about you guys? You guys are a couple!" I got wide-eyed. Oops, I forgot that part, didn't I? He he…he…
"Well, yea," I hesitated, "But…you see…if Freddie likes you, too, then I shouldn't stand in the way of that. Obviously we shouldn't be together, then. He's not 'The One'."
"Wait," Freddie cut in, "What's going on?"
"Tell him."
"Tell him for me?" Sam asked, hopefully. I glared at her. She sighed.
"Fine, OK," She stated emotionlessly as she walked towards Freddie at the door and stood face-to-face with Freddie.
"I like you, OK?" She stated. "Now, do you like me?" She hurried it up because I could tell that she just wanted to get it over with. He hesitated just like I had a little while ago, and he was all 'um-uh' until I smiled and nodded at him
"Tell her." Again, for like the thousandth time, he did as I wished.
"I don't like you Sam," He sighed, sadly and hopelessly. He said it so much like that, or Sam loved him so much, water was already flowing down her cheeks.
I stared at Freddie, like he did when Sam had told the camera that Freddie hadn't kissed a girl. It was quiet and awkward until he finished,
"I love you." She punched him slightly in the arm. They hugged.
"Are you OK, Carly?" They both asked in unison, making them turn and smile at each other.
"Trust me, I'm fine," I answered, smiling. Trust me. Appropriate. I started to sigh with relief that all this drama was OVER. They looked confused at me, probably because I was sighing with relief, and I quickly added,
"be…because you guys are together!"
"I know it'll hurt," Freddie said, putting his arm around me. I rolled my eyes."But we'll learn to suck it in."
"Yeah, sure," I said, grunting. He thought that I was being doubtful about what he had just said, so he's like, "You will. Trust me." And patted me on the shoulder. Why you're not Tracy! I thought. Then Sam angrily added,
"Hey, Honey, SHE'LL learn," She yelled pulling him. "Now, get your hands off of her!"
I laughed. Hard. After I had stopped laughing, they asked,
"So, you don't mind if we-you know, go out? Date?"
"Does it look like I have a problem with it?" I asked, pointing at my smiling face. "As long as you're not mad at me anymore, I'm ecstatic." As long as I don't have to deal with Freddie love anymore, I'm ecstatic.
Frothy, Sam's cat, then seemed to sing. We all chuckled. Sam looked at me, like, "What do we do now?"
I now responded, "Well…kiss each other!" I was ecstatic, like I had said. Again, they did as I wished, and gave each other a quick little peck on the lips, and then the cheek, knowing I was there, but, who knows? They probably would have swapped spit if they didn't know I was there. While I was in thought, and we were all staring at each other, I remembered something…aww, how could I forget this?…
"So seriously, is gentlemenness really a word?" I questioned, patching up the silence and taking my cup off of the coffee table and, remembering and quenching my thirstiness, hmmm, I wonder if that's a word, I took a sip. We all laughed. Then, Freddie answered, "Well…" We both paid close attention. Sam said, "You're so smart." It was funny the way she said it…so feminine and sweet. Ha ha! It still makes me laugh today!
After he answered, I looked at the amazing couple in front of me. I said, "You guys aren't perfect, but together you are." And then, we all hugged. "Fighting or not." I finished.
Well, I'm going to go ask Freddie if thirstiness…hmmm…and maybe niceness…yeah, niceness, too. Bye! Thanks for listening!
(Door close)
And scene! Ha ha! Just kidding ;). AGAIN, sorry for not updating! Anyways, this is probably my favorite chapter that I've ever written on FanFiction (I kept adding things!), so I hope you enjoyed it. This chapter had indirectly what I thought in iSpeed Date (when Sam walked in on Carly and Freddie dancing). Did you find it? Yea, well this was VERY LONG. Longer than all of my chapters! Well, REVIEW! YOU DIDN'T READ FOR NOTHING! GOOD OR BAD-AWESOME OR TERRIBLE-REVIEW! YOU DID ONE R NOW DO THE OTHER…R!
I'm sorry for yelling uncontrollably at all of you. Ha ha! I'm hyper right now, sorry if that was lame.
Anyways, only one thing left to do! Only an epilogue left :(! I can't believe it's almost over!)
Love, Peace, and Hairgrease Well…yea, that means bye…basically…!
~Zazeendot~