Don't go breaking my heart
I couldn't if I tried
Honey if I get restless
Baby you're not that kind
Don't go breaking my heart
You take the weight off me
Honey when you knock on my door
I gave you my key
Elton John and Kiki Dee - Don't Go Breaking My Heart

Freddie POV:

I'm an idiot. I have a girl friend. I almost ruined it. I tried to kiss her best friend. Her best friend is also my best friend. I have to remember who my girlfriend is. I need to stop lusting after Sam. She knows I tried to kiss her. I would have,if it wasn't for Wendy. I think Wendy saw something. She smirked in our direction multiple times throughout the night. The last time I saw Sam was a few days ago. We were celebrating Carly's birthday on an episode of iCarly. We had a bunch of kids perform like a talent show, It reminded us of the show's origins.

Sam is just a friend. Why did I want to kiss her? Friends don't kiss. There was this one time. The whole 'first kiss' situation screwed with my head. I haven't felt like this since before I met Carly. Sam drives me crazy. She literally drives me insane. She knows all those habits she does that irritate me. For example, talking with her mouthful and comping all over the place. She does these things just to irritate me. I find these habits so annoying, but I can't help being fascinated with her. She's unpredictable. She's the must cunning, clever, and devious person I know. She's also loyal and passionate and so beautiful. I have to talk to someone about this.

I cannot tell Carly about this. Who tells their girlfriend that they have feelings for their best friend? I can't tell Spencer. Spencer is the only male figure in my life. He's like a brother to me which I needed do to the absence of a father. He would never be able to keep it a secret. He might be biased and tell me to do what is best for Carly. All I have left are Shane and Gibby. I called the two of them and invited them to the Groovy Smoothie. I got dressed inmy green polo and jean shorts before I left my apartment. I arrived at the place and say them waiting for me at a table. "Hey guys," I greet them.

"'Sup," says Gibby.
"Hey," Shane responds.
"I have a problem," I state.
In unison they reply, "we know." I raise my eyebrow at them.
"What exactly is my problem then?"
"Sam, duh" the say in unison again.
"This time she didn't cause you physical or emotional pain," Gibby comments
"I'd say she did just the opposite," says Shane.
"What do you know about it?" I question.
"It's obvious," they speak simultaneously. And I thought Sam and I do that often.
"What is so obvious and how so?" I ask.
"You have feelings for her," Gibby states.
"You couldn't keep you eyes off her in that bikini," comments Shane.
"It's not my fault she's attractive. You are one to talk, Shane. You kept gawking at her."
Shane defends himself, "I don't have a girlfriend. I can gawk and pray Sam won't hit me for it."
"This brings us to another problem," says Gibby.
"You are correct, sir. The Carly problem," Shane speaks.
"What Carly problem?" I am confused as to how they know so much.
"You have Carly as a girlfriend, but you are in love with Sam," Gibby response.
My eyes widen. "Who said anything about love?"
"Carly's a nice sweet girl. You don't want sweet. You want fire and Sam's feisty energy. Your romance with her could be very passionate, but their would be consequences."
"I like Carly. This is just a crush on Sam," I interject.
"If you really like Carly, you wouldn't be thinking of Sam this way," responded Gibby.
"This is more than attraction, Freddie. You two connect on a level people search their whole lives to find. Carly is too one dimensional for you. Their is nothing past the kindness and intelligence and humor. You are intrigued by the child like essence and fun of being with Sam. You're lucky Carly is the only one too oblivious to notice," Shane rants.
"I think she's in denial. She's a smart girl. Even Spencer knows," Gibby says.
"Spencer knows?" I says with wide eyes.
"It's obvious," they repeat their earlier statement again in unison.
"What do you want, Freddie?" Gibby asks me.
"Sweet naive Carly or fun and clever Sam. Don't forget about consequences!" Shane states.
"What consequences."
"Carly is a sensitive girl. If you pick Sam, you could lose her friendship and the web show," Gibby answers.
"If I pick Carly..."
"You could be sacrificing you happiness."
"How do you guys know so much about love?"I question.
"I've been with Tasha for years. I've seen a lot of movies."
"Shane?"
"I'm older than you guys. I have more experience with women."
"I have to go," I tell them and I wave them goodbye.

I wander into a near by park. The park gives me an opportunity to think about the situation. Carly or Sam. Sam or Carly. Carly is nice. We have nothing in common other than our web show. We work well together. It's peaceful and calm. It could be considered perfect. We've been together for a month and we never argue. We always agree with each other. That's good right? If I wanted to hear my own opinions, maybe I should just talk to a mirror. Sam an I always debate almost everything. Her mind functions so differently than mine. I see the world in different colors. She sees it all in black and white with shades of gray. The different point of view is so captivating to listen to. She's the most creative person I know. I hear a voice interrupt my thoughts.

"Hey dork." It's my beautiful blonde-headed demon. She was wearing a blue t-shirt with white polka dots. Her jean shorts were truly short.
"Hi Sam."
"I haven't seen you in a while," she states.
"Yeah... I've been busy."
"Doing what?" Sam questions.
"Just some tech stuff."
"I know that's a lie and I know you're avoiding me." She glares at me.
"I-I'm not a-avoiding you," I stutter. I am the worst liar. I can't even keep eye contact. Her eyes are piercing into my soul.
"You're an awful liar."
"I know," I admit to her.
"I just want to know why."
"You know why."
"I want to know why that happened." She tilts her head at me showing her curiosity.
"You were just so close and I haven't been thinking straight."
"Oh. That makes sense." She appears to be almost disappointed. Did she want me to have feelings for her.
"I'm sorry about that by the way."
"You put me in a very uncomfortable position."
"What do you mean?"
"I've been struggling with whether or not to tell Carly. I've decided against it. How do you tell your best friend that their boyfriend tried to kiss them?" Her discomfort was apparent as she shifted next to me.
"What do we do?"
"About what?" she asks.
"About... Us?"
"What is 'us'?"
"I don't know." I truly have no idea what we are. If you asked me a year ago I'd say she was my best friend. Now, she feels like more than that. We know each other better than anyone else. She is almost a part of me.
"Then what do we do about something we don't understand."
"We let it be." I don't know what else to do. I might as well do nothing.
"You're wrong. This isn't about us."
"Then what do you think it is about?"
"You and me. There is no 'us'. There is only Carly and Freddie."
"I can't pretend there's not something between us."
"What do you feel about me?" Sam crossed her arms looking me in the eye.
"You make me laugh and smile like no other. You drive me insane. I know I like you."
"Liking each other isn't worth losing Carly. There is too much to lose . We should just ignore our feelings. I gotta go."

She leaves me standing here. I admire the trees and the bright blue sky. Another rejection. Wait. She feels the same way. She said 'liking each other.' That means she has to like me. We can't be together because of Carly. If Carly was a real friend, she would be happy for us. I know she is too emotional to understand. All she will see is betrayal. I think I want to be with Sam. I have to break up with Carly.

I get up and walk to Bushwell. I go and enter the unlocked door of Carly's apartment. "Hey," I call out to her.

"Hi Freddie," she says sitting on the couch.
"I have to tell you something."
"Me too. It's really important. I think you'll be very excited."
"You first."
"I-I think I l-love you."

I frown and blink a few times confused. I can't break up with her now. I won't lie to her and say it back. I kiss her cheek and say, "Ok. I'll see you around." I turn and leave her return. I go back to mine. I lay in my bed and I am absolutely confused. I don't think I feelings Carly. Carly doesn't even know what love is. This relationship feels so empty. I've never had a real relationship anyway. I wouldn't know what it is supposed to feel like. My last girlfriend, Valerie, used me. After we broke up, Val came to school with a broken nose. I believe this was courtesy of Sam. If I love anyone, then it's Sam. She cares for em the way I care for her. Who finds love in high school anyway? Is it just hormones or is it real? How did this happen? Why am I even in a love triangle? What is wrong with me? Three more weeks of summer to go. I can't wait for this drama to end.

AN: That is so like Freddie. He's doing his best to be selfless and so is Sam. They are both putting Carly's feelings above their own. As Sam said earlier when regarding boarding school, there is "too much to lose." Would you take a risk on love? Praise? Criticism? Review for more!