OH MY GOSH LOOK IM FINALLY UPDATING THIS STORY LOL I DONT EVEN KNOW IF ANYONE IS STILL READING THIS BUT OH WELL HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER OF iWILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!
Err so yeah I'm really sorry for being the worst author ever! Like I said I was going through final exam last year to pass middle school and now I'm a 10th grader in senior high school (which is basically the sophomore at high school...) and I was wrong to think that everything's gonna slow down after passing the exam, but whooops it's actually become worse! I'm now as busy as ever and oh my god I can't believe I haven't updated in almost a year and a lot have changed here in ffn omfg I feel like a jerk!
But look at the bright side-It's September 22nd, 1:00 A.M in the morning here in Indonesia and guess what? IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! *does a little happy dancing* I feel so old...
Whoops sorry I'm blabbering. Enjoy the chapter though (if someone, by any chance, is reading...)!
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly ok
Carly's POV
I couldn't help but stare blankly at the newspaper in my hand. What the hell? Now everyone thinks that Freddie and I are dating, and just after he got back together with Sam, too! I was so happy to hear that my best friends were back together and now the paparazzi has to ruin it all.
I throw the papers onto my bed and sigh. Suddenly, my phone starts going off. Without bothering to look at the caller ID, I pick it up and press the OK button.
"Hello?" I angrily state, though not to the caller but to the article I've just read.
"Mm, so I guess you have read the newspaper already, Ms. Shay," says the voice of my manager, Jamie.
I sigh again. "Yep."
"It's pretty bad, isn't it?"
"It IS really bad. I mean… Freddie and Sam just got back together and now everyone thinks that 'Creddie' is happening! I don't want to hurt Sam, again. I mean, I just got her back!"
"I know." Jamie takes a deep breath. "So, what are you gonna do about this?"
I close my eyes for a moment. "I think I'll just let the rumors die down. I don't know what else to do."
"So you'll just act like nothing happened?"
I nod, although she can't see me. "Mmhm." I know that Jamie wants to talk about other things to me, but I'm too tired and distressed to even think of anything else. "I'm sort of tired. Still jet lagged," I say, hoping that she would just drop the topic for now.
"Okay, then," Jamie says. I'm so thankful that she did what I hoped she'd do. "Then I suppose I shall call you later, Ms. Shay," she says in a fake, weird accent that she made up.
I chuckle at her attempt of cheering me up. "Indeed you shall," I say, mimicking her. "Later, Jamie." I say in my normal voice.
After hanging up the call, I sit on my bed and lean on the soft, puffy pillow behind me. My sigh turned into some sort of growl—I might explode in any minute right now. I'm way too pissed off. I love my job, I really do enjoy what I'm doing right now. But I think I can never get used to all of this, the stupid, neverending rumors and the paparazzi that won't stop following me around. I'm sick of it.
I guess I wouldn't be so pissed if they were only talking about me, but now they're bringing my best friends into this. It's bad enough to know what's happened to Sam. The tough, strong Sam Puckett that I thought had left me for her own selfish reasons. Turns out she left because she didn't want to hurt me and Freddie. She left because she was sick. She's sick. She's dying. She just got back with Freddie and now there are stupid rumors about Freddie and I…
And plus, this issue with Melanie. I just can't believe what she told me yesterday—she likes Freddie? What am I supposed to do now? Which side should I be on? I mean, it's not Melanie's fault that her heart wants her to like… love… Freddie. But what about Sam?
Oh, God. Why did Melanie tell me this? My head really is going to explode.
…
Hospital, later that day; 1:39 p.m
"Hey, Carls," Sam greets me as soon as I peek my head inside her room. "Come in."
I smile and sit on a chair next to her bed. And then I see a little girl, no older than five, sleeping; curled up on the small couch.
Sam follows my gaze and smile at me. "That's Anna. But she prefers Annie."
I snap my head toward Sam with wide eye. "She's…"
"Me and Freddie's baby girl, yep," she nods, her smile turning wider and wider with pride. God, I should have known. They had sex for the first time a few days before Sam left. She was sleeping over, and of course Freddie wouldn't have thought of protection.
I expected myself to freak out. To scream and run out from the room with wide, unbelieving eyes. But I surprise myself by just sitting here beside Sam, feeling so calm. I don't feel anger at Sam, from keeping Annie from me, and from Freddie; nor do I feel sad because I didn't get to see Annie's early years. I just feel surprised; a mild shock, knowing that my best friends have a daughter.
Annie shifts in her sleep, a soft whiny groan leaving her lips. She's so tiny, so beautiful. She's like an angel. "She's really… cute." Well, that's an understatement.
Sam chuckles. "I know. Who woulda thought me and Fredward could create something like that?" she says jokingly, and I just laugh.
"How are you feeling, Sam?"
"Eh," she shrugs. "I don't feel really bad lately, y'know, since you and Freddie came. You guys kinda make me stronger."
Leave it to Sam for saying such deep words nonchalantly. I feel tears welling up in my eyes, sobs tightening my chest. I try not to cry because I don't want Annie to wake up, but I just can't hold it in.
"Aw, Carly… come here," she spreads her arms, letting me into her embrace. I return her hug carefully because she is so fragile and I'm afraid to break her, but she just hugs me tighter.
"I just…" I whisper between sobs, "I miss you, Sam."
"I know."
"Don't ever leave me again," I say, pulling away from her to look into her eyes.
I see hesitation lingering her eyes for a while, but she just close her eyes and whispers softly. "I'll try, Carly. I promise I'll try. I swear to God."
"Mommy?" a soft voice calls out from the couch. Sam and I turn to see Annie rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand.
"Hey, little Ann."
Annie removes her hand from her eyes and looks at us. "Can I come to you?"
"Of course. Come here, honey."
I've never seen Sam being so… motherly. It warms my heart to see her like this with her daughter. Daughter. It all still feels surreal. Annie jumps into the bed, laying next to Sam, her tiny arms wrapped around Sam's chest. Sam kisses the top of Annie's head, and I feel the edge of my lips curl up into a smile.
Annie stares at me with her big, blue eyes curiously. And then her eyes lights up with realization. "I've seen you on TV!"
Sam and I chuckle. "I suppose you have."
"Oh, and I've seen you on some pictures! Mama has lots of pictures of you and daddy," she adds happily. "Is your name Carly?"
"Yes, my name is Carly," I reply to the sweet girl.
"My name's Annie," she holds out her hand to me, and I shake it lightly. "S'nice to meet you!"
"It's nice to meet you, Annie."
Annie lifts up her head to look at her mom. "Mommy, you never told me you were friends with a girl from TV!"
"Well, now you know, kiddo," Sam says as she tickles Annie. The little girl squeals with laughter and I can't help myself to smile.
I'm glad I've finally found Sam.
Sorry it's really short! I'm just... gahhhhh. I feel like an as-. Seriously. I'm the worst.
But thanks to my wonderful beta, Kaitley! She's uhh-mazing!
