Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly
Sam's POV
"Sam do you like Freddie?" Carly asks me.
"Fine, I like Freddie." I admit.
Carly squeaks and runs over hugging me and jumping up and down.
"This is great!" She cries.
"No this is horrible." I moaned.
"Why? If you like Freddie and he likes you back then it's a good thing." She whispers.
"Freddie doesn't like me back!" I point out.
"How do you know that?" She asks. "You ever asked him?"
"No!" I shoot back.
"Just ask Freddie!" She shouts.
"Ask Freddie what?" A voice says from behind me.
I turn around to see Freddie stood in the doorway.
"Nothing." I reply.
"Sam needs to talk to you." Carly shouts before running upstairs.
Freddie sits down on the couch motioning for me to sit at the side of him. I slowly sit down and he just stares at me waiting for me to speak.
"I don't need to talk to you, Carly was just joking." I lie.
"Sam…"
He obviously see's straight through my lie.
I can't handle being rejected by him, not now. He already feel's pity for me I don't need more.
"What do you need to talk to me about?" He asks bringing me out of my daze.
"It's nothing." I shout.
He knows that I'm starting to panic so takes hold of my hand.
I don't know why but that makes me panic more.
Freddie's POV
I take hold of Sam's hand trying to calm her down. Every bone in her body tenses up as soon as I touch her. She obviously still scared. I let go of her hand and she moves a little away from me on the couch.
"You ok?" I ask her.
"Fine." She whispers staring down at the ground.
I place a comforting hand on her shoulder and she jumps a little moving even further away from me on the couch until her back hits against the arm rest.
"Sam you're safe now you know." I reassure.
Sam's POV
I don't know why I'm freaking out so much. I know it's only Freddie but for some reason I'm in full on panic mode. I can see what happened with Bill happening all over again.
He tries moving closer to me again and I jump away. I realise I can't get any further back so I stand up off the couch walking backwards towards the kitchen.
He also stands up but doesn't try getting any closer to me.
"Sam calm down." He shout's in a panicky tone. "I'm not going to hurt you." He reassures.
He takes my hand and pulls me closer to him so our faces are just inches apart. He leans toward my ear and whispers "You can trust me…"
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry for not uploading for a while I've been a little distracted. Recently my best friend killed herself because of bullying. We went through everything together and have been best friends for the past 8 years. Sorry if I don't upload for a while but my heads not been in a very good place and I've been going through depression again. Please don't abandon the story if I don't upload as much. I don't really know what else to say. R.I.P Alexis (Alex) I love you so much. :'(