AN = Happy 2nd December! YAY! Okay, so, I have a little confession. I was going to post a future fanfiction today with Sam and Freddie's kids, but I wanted to save it for tomorrow. Not many people read future so I thought to write a normal one, so this story takes place probably Senior Year. And for the purpose of this story, Carly never moved to Italy. This is part of my 26 days of Christmas oneshots.

Warning: Quite a deep (and maybe sad) story ahead.

Wish

Be careful what you wish for. x

It's worth a try, Sam told herself late that night, I mean, it could work, there's nothing saying it can't.

So she just closed her eyes and wished on the single star lingering in the sky.

She didn't wish for something like snow or for a lot of ham, which surprised her as well, but she wished for the one thing she wanted more than anything else...

...

"Hey hey." Sam greeted as she entered her best friend's apartment the following morning.

But no one was there.

"Anyone here?" She yelled up the stairs.

No response.

She just shrugged it off and headed for the fridge. It seemed like ham was almost calling her name. After gulping down a full ham in less than ten minutes, Sam grabbed a can of cola and started to go upstairs.

Just then, the apartment door opened and Freddie, wearing a Christmas hat, came in with his laptop under his arm and a dish of food in the other hand.

"Oh, hey, Sam." Freddie said, trying to resist the urge to smile.

"Sup, Freddie?" Sam chuckled, jumping down the stairs to take the food from the boy, "What's this stuff?"

"That's the turnip casserole my mum told me to bring over."

She immediately dropped the dish and wiped her hands on her jeans, "Ew, you could've warned me."

"It's actually quite nice." He laughed, putting his laptop down on the coffee table, "Where's Carly? I know Spencer's in Yakima for the holidays but Carly said she's staying here."

The reminder of what Sam wished for that night crossed her mind and she swallowed hard before looking back at Freddie.

"Have you tried calling her?" She asked.

"Yeah, five times but no answer. Is she not here?"

"Nope, I've been here a while now and I know Carly doesn't get up this late, especially on Christmas."

"That reminds me." He said before pulling something out of his pocket and handing it to Sam, "Merry Christmas!"

"Thanks, Freddie." She smiled, looking at the gift card, "Merry Christmas to you too."

"I have something else to give you but I'll give it to you when we all sit down at the tree to exchange presents later."

She nodded and gave him a quick hug, "I can't wait to eat all this ham."

Freddie was sure Sam wasn't just hugging him for the gift card, he knew there was something else. She was acting strange and even if she denied it, he knew something was bothering her. She was being nice to him, not that he was complaining or anything, but it seemed weird.

She pulled away from him and looked him in the eye, "I, uh, have something to tell you..."

"I need to tell you something more, Sam." Freddie stated, "But not here."

She nodded as he took her by the hand and led her out of the apartment and down the hall to his place. Sam froze before going in.

"Don't worry, she's not home." Freddie reassured her, leading Sam through the apartment and to the fire escape.

Oh, God, does he like me too? Sam asked herself as she sat down on the steps. Freddie sat down beside her and turned to face her.

"Look, Sam, I really... like you." He sighed, "And, well-"

"No, uh... Well, yeah, I like you too... But..." She took a deep breath before continuing, "I'm the reason Carly has disappeared for the day." She confessed the truth as hard as it was.

"What? No, I don't think you are. I mean, Carly wouldn't miss Christm-"

"She would if she had no choice."

"What are you talking about, Sam?" Freddie asked, exasperated.

"I-I wished upon a star last night. And I wished that Carly would disappear for the day..." Sam began to cry uncontrollably, "Because I just wanted to spend the day with you... And just you."

"I'm not sure whether to be honoured or disappointed... When, umm, do you think she'll be back?"

"M-Midnight probably. But I'm not so sure..."

"You did just wish for the day, right?"

Sam nodded silently and looked down at the ground.

"Hey, no, look at me." Freddie smiled the best he could as he put his hand under Sam's chin to get her to look at him, "I'm not mad, okay? We'll just move Christmas to tomorrow when Carly's here." He looked down at his watch then back at the blonde, "We have ten hours till midnight, so do you wanna spend the day together?"

"Uh, you sure? I mean, I'm not really that nice. I'm the one who wished our best friend would disappear for the day."

"So?" He chuckled, "I'm sorta happy because I got to tell you how I feel. I think I would've exploded if I had to keep it in any longer."

Sam laughed, "I'd hate it if you exploded..." She scooted closer to Freddie, "I'd hate it even more if we weren't together."

"Then it's good that I'm about to ask you to be my girlfriend, isn't it?"

"Of course I'll be your girlfriend, Freddie." She smiled.

"And I'm happy to see you smile again." He commented, placing an arm around her.

...

"Best movie ever!" Sam exclaimed later that day as the movie her and her boyfriend were watching finished.

"You didn't watch any of it though." Freddie laughed.

"Oh, you know what I mean." She said, giving him another quick kiss.

He checked the time on his pearphone before getting comfortable again.

"It's eleven." Freddie sighed, "Carly should be back in an hour."

"Well, uh, I'm not saying I should've wished for two days, but I don't want today to end..." Sam admitted, snuggling up to Freddie.

"It's okay, baby. We can spend days together again but we need to be nice to Carly about it. We need to try and not isolate her."

Sam felt herself slowly falling asleep so she got herself comfortable beside Freddie and just drifted off into a peaceful slumber. Freddie didn't mind at all; he quite liked her led there.

...

An hour later, Sam woke herself up all of a sudden and checked the time. It was one minute to midnight; she watched the clock as it turned midnight. She shook Freddie awake and showed him the time. They both sat themselves up and waited for Carly to arrive back.

Minutes past and no sign of Carly yet.

The couple looked at each other and Sam shed a few tears, which Freddie wiped away with his sleeve for her. Then, Sam saw a piece of paper being pushed under the door.

"What's that piece of paper?" Sam asked Freddie.

"I don't know." Freddie said, getting up to get the note.

He unfolded the paper and looked down at what was written. He shoved it away in his pocket before his girlfriend could see what it said.

"Well?" She questioned, standing up and stepping towards him.

"Nothing. It was nothing."

"You think you can lie to me and get away with it?" She quickly reached into his pocket and before Freddie could react, she grabbed the note and looked at the paper.

Be careful what you wish for. Merry Christmas, Sam and Freddie. x

"Look, Sam." Freddie said softly as Sam began to cry again, "That's why I didn't want you to see it."

She buried her head away in Freddie's chest and he put his arms around her.

"It's okay, Sam. She isn't gone. It's probably just..." He couldn't finish his own sentence because he didn't know what to say.

He just let her cry into him. He wanted to stay strong for her but it became harder and harder, considering Carly was his best friend too.

The last words written on the note were still haunting her...

Merry Christmas, Sam and Freddie. x

AN = Ooh! What did you think? Did you cry or did you laugh? Let me know what you think by reviewing, criticism most welcome. I'm accepting requests, although I'm still working on a few. I'd love to read some of your stories too; so recommend some of yours or maybe some of your favourites. I'll really appreciate it. :) :) See you all tomorrow!