11. Reality check
A/N the following week
Freddie's P.O.V
I let out a long sigh and made my way into my apartment. I had just been at Carly's, Spence was completely normal except for the huge purple (soft and squishy-he's scared of pointy now) sculpture on his shoulder.
Sam was there but we hardly spoke, ever since our unplanned trip to the local park last week it's like she's forgotten everything that's happened since my dream (which she doesn't know about).
By now I was in my bedroom led across the bed. I stare at the ceiling, all the galaxy wars stickers merge together as my unblinking eyes lose focus.
Last week was great it was like me and Sam was a real couple. The change of mood is so drastic it feels like I just stepped of the best rollercoaster in the world onto still land. The rush from Sam's closeness is a blur, now we were what we've always been. Frenimies.
"Freddie Have you finished your Spanish homework yet? I would like help with this puzzle, it's a 700 peicer!" my mother entered the room through the door that specifically said 'Do not enter' and 'please knock first'.
A grin was spread across her face as she shook the puzzle box towards me.
"Mom, I don't really feel like it, can you just leave me alone." I didn't mean for it to sound harsh but i was soo bummed all my words oozed bitterness.
"Freddie Benson! Never talk to your mother that way! Now you will get your lazy but off bed and spend some quality time building character!" crazzzzyyy
"How do puzzles build character?" My mom raised her eyebrows and gave me the 'Don't back chat me' look, and I didn't argue with it.
Sam's P.O.V
I sat by Carly's desktop ad quietly sipped my ice tea looking at the ground. Freddie quietly sighed once again. Only I noticed. Freddie casually shouted 'later' and he left the apartment.
I slumped into the swivel seat as much as I could, I was free to relax.
"Sam I'm going to get some supplies with Spencer from the junk yard, 'cause he can't carry as much things now with his bad shoulder, so you wanna come?" My best friend grabbed her jacket off the couch and opened the door.
"Umm I'll pass, Can I just chill here though till you get back." Spencer walked out the door; Carly followed and shouted over her shoulder my permission to stay.
I ran up to the ICarly studio and plonked myself down on the yellow beanbag. I needed to think. Me and myself had a one on one.
Why are you ignoring him?
'Cause he was getting too close.
But thats what you want!
Oh come on! Sam the tough chick and Freddie the tech nerd, not compatible
You have something special, stop trying to lie to yourself-in other words me!
Ughh I hate myself!
But yourself loves Freddie
STOP, just take a reality check and smell the ham! It's not supposed to happen
You love each other!
WE hate each other!
Before I let myself answer I ran into the elevator door. Everything turned black and I shut up.
Freddie's P.O.V
After the 1st 100 pieces of the puzzle I got fed up. My mom finally cooled down and let me leave her to finish the puzzle alone.
I get up and feel my pockets for my pear phone, I want to look at my favourite pics again to cheer me up and reassure myself there's still hope. It's not there.
I run into my room and check everywhere but it's nowhere to be seen. I snapped my fingers and openly spoke to myself only.
"I must have left it at Carly's!"
I run past my mom and explain that I left my cell at Carly's. I don't bother knocking on the opposite apartments door, I walk in to find the place deserted. But if no one's here why is the door unlocked?
I grab my phone of the kitchen counter and make my way up to the third floor. I suspect my two best friends are hanging out in the ICarly studio.
I walk into the studio and drop my cell, I see Sam passed out on the floor by the elevator.
"SAM!" I kneel beside her and check her pulse which is steady and normal, thank god. I pick her up bridal style (these muscles come in handy- thank you puberty) and carry her over to the beanbags which are ideally lined up perfect for a make-shift bed.
I lay Sam across the beanbags and sat beside her. She looked so peaceful and I was so worried that she was hurt. I took her hand and held it close to my heart.
"Sam wake up, wakey wakey." I asked her softly, well I practically begged her. Like magic Sam opened her eyes and tried to sit up but she got woozy and landed back into the soft beanbags.
"Ow, my head hurts" She clutched her forehead where a pink bump started to form.
"Just rest here a sec, I'll go get you an icepack" I gave her hand back and dashed downstairs to return with the shay's ice pack, kept on hand for Spencer.
Sam had obeyed my request which wasn't hard in her condition. She was lying on the beanbags whispering something that sounded like "'stupid Freddie loving brain, look what you did!'". I couldn't help but smile as I handed her the ice pack.
"Thanks" Sam closed her eyes and held the ice pack to her swelling forehead.
"why are you here anyway?" Sams eyes snapped open in confusion.
"I left my cell here, more importantly how did you hurt your head?" my eyebrows furrowed and I placed my hand on her arm in concern, I felt the usual surge of electricity elevate through me and Sam shuddered in response, like she felt it too?
"I uhh, ran into the elevator door." She bit her lip and lowered her head as if she was ashamed.
"On purpose?" Sam was going through something right now, I don't know what it is but I want to be there for her.
Sam just nodded and I rubbed her arm in an understanding gesture. But I actually don't understand.
Her breathing steadied and she gently drifted to sleep.
Sam's P.O.V
*Dream*
I woke up in the ICarly studio. I sit up on the lined up beanbags, my shift in weight caused me to sink lower into the popular colourful seats.
I try to stand up but trip on a white maxi dress that I seemed to be wearing; in a weird way this didn't seem unusual that I was wearing this dress.
As I drift through the air in what feels like slow motion, nothing is on my mind but Freddie, not even fear can over through the need for the techwhizz.
I land softly in someone's warm, safe arms. I stare at the ground where I should have landed in shock before raising my eyes to pure heaven.
He was wearing black pants with sneakers and a white shirt that was unbuttoned to show some toned skin on his chest. His hair was styled in the usual perfect way and I could feel myself buckling to fall again at his angelicness.
His steady arms did not let me crash to the ground. He continued to lift me up to my feet. I still had to look up to see his perfect white smile that currently gleamed at me, his flawless model skin and his deep comforting coffee coloured eyes.
He looked down at me and I too smiled. I felt a glow expand out of me and conceal us in a bubble of intimacy and safety.
A wordless melody started playing from nowhere and we glided across the low lit ICarly studio.
He held me in his arms as he led the dance. Never in my life have I ever felt so safe. Only Freddie can protect the tough, mean, spiteful, greedy, secretly insecure, lonely, deep, scared Sam that I am.
Our wordless waltz radiated love and happiness that soaked into my skin and made me to glow like an angel.
Two angels Danced together in the ICarly heaven.
Freddie is so pure and trustworthy. He's safe and funny, he's smart, playful, understanding and just perfect.
*end dream*
I woke up in the real ICarly studio. Freddie was sat beside me looking just as holy as his dream self (except for an outfit change).
He gently smiled and placed his hand on my cheek.
"How are you feeling" his meaningful words bounced around my head.
I looked at his perfect form and then down at my own slumped body. It's time to face reality and stop pretending dreams come true.
I broke into tears and ran towards the door only stopping to give Freddie my reason.
"Freddie. This can never work. I'm not an angle." I proceeded with my escape not bothering to look back at the angelic face that kept my heart safe and broken simultaneously.
A/N you may have hated this because of the sudden loss of oncoming relationship but i did try adding some seddie. I'm truly sorry for this chapter but they will eventually get a stronger relationship i promise. Im trying to keep Sam in character because she does not show her feelings, she does not like being weak and she wouldn't take a relationship with Freddie lately she is going to put herself down as obviously she does have hidden insecurity's. and please don't tell me its ooc cause I know and its really hard. please R&R and sorry for the length of this :(-:)-:D SEDDIE WILL HAPPEN.
