Soooo... It's been a while again. I am very aware of that. But recently I've gotten over my writers block and started again. I still have about 10 chapter of what this story used to be. And finally chapter 2 is done. These first chapters need the most rewriting but as I'll get further I can use more of what I've written. In what this story used to be I knew I made Sam way too girly (partly cause of a bet, but partly changed her personality) and gave her way too much new quirks. I hope I stayed more true and you can see Sam in this story.
If you read, please leave a review so I know people are still reading this.
Love, SamLufsHam
Episode 2: iTell Carly
Carly's pov
I hear a slight snore and when I look over to Sam I see she's fallen asleep. I chuckle to myself, she can really fall asleep all the time. I continue watching Girly Cow but 10 minutes later there's a knock on the door. I slowly stand up and put Sam's feet, who had sprawled over me earlier, back on the couch. When I answer the door I see a worried looking Mrs. Benson.
"Hello, Mrs. Benson. What can I help you with?" I say as kindly as I can.
"I'm not here for you." She says as she walks in without even saying hello. Rude. I know she still blames me for the taco truck incident.
"Freddie! You're going to be la-" she starts yelling for Freddie but I quickly shush her. Which earns me a nasty look.
"Did you just shush me?"
"Yes, Sam's asleep and I don't want you to wake her up." I explain quickly. She looks at Sam, just now realizing there's another girl in the room, who's now laying curled up on one end of the couch. At the same moment Freddie comes downstairs. "Hey mom," he says, "why do you need me?"
"There you are Freddie," she says. "Finally" with another glare in my direction.
"Freddie…" a soft repeat of his name comes from the couch. Could Sam be dreaming of him? After the hundreds of times she slept over I know Sam talks in her sleep sometimes, but usually when I heard her it was when there was something 'big' going on in her life. Like when she had fights with her mom or Melanie or… Well usually it was those times.
Both Mrs. Benson and Freddie were staring at Sam. I don't blame them though. They probably never heard Sam talk in her sleep before and to say she doesn't really sound like her usual self would be the understatement of the century.
"She looks so peaceful asleep." Mrs. Benson says softly. "Not at all like the delinquent we know she is."
Freddie closes his eyes before looking at his mom sighing at this comment and asks kinda annoyed. "What did you need me for, mom?"
"You know you have your bi-weekly check-up at the doctor today!" He's lucky Sam's asleep because that information would not stay within these walls.
"Freddie?" Sam's voice comes from the couch again, much clearer this time. She must've woken up.
But as we all turn to look at her I see she's still asleep, her eyes fluttering while she's dreaming and her eyebrows scrunched together.
"Could she really be dreaming of me?" Freddie asks amazed. Voicing my thoughts.
"Well, of course! I mean you hang out with her as much as I do. Why shouldn't she dream of us? Don't you ever?" I say.
"Oh, yes I see."
"Well, we really need to go so goodbye!" Mrs. Benson says harsh and walks out.
"I guess I'll finish up later then. Bye Carls." He says as he turns to leave. But I got an idea, it might not work. But when will I ever get a chance like this again? So I crouch down by Sam's head and whisper in her ear.
"Say goodbye to Freddie, Sam."
It stays silent and I get a weird look from Freddie.
"Worth a try" I shrug and Freddie chuckles. But then…
"Bye Fweddie…" Sam sighs sleepily. I've never heard her say anything so sweet and I voice my amazement. "Awwwh"
Freddie looks over at Sam and smiles. Of course he's also never heard Sam say anything this sweetly, especially about him. It's so cute.
"Bye Sam."
Then he's gone. I sit back and watch some more tv and it takes me a few moments to realize. Freddie's gone… Spencer's gone… Sam needed to talk to me all alone… Should I wake her? Now I wish I hadn't shushed Mrs. Benson. She could've woken her up, now I'm the one that has to do it. I sigh to myself and decide to start making my room ready so Sam won't have any excuses to get out of it when we're having our talk. Now I wanna know!
Freddie's POV
I listen to my mom ramble on about the newest sprays and ointments she found while we're driving to the doctors. I'm sure nothing's wrong with me. Like always. But mom needs to have a doctor tell her that.
I think back at the whole ordeal that just happened in Carly's apartment. Sleepy Sam was so unlike herself. Even though the only thing she said was my name, she sounded so… sweet, so soft. I don't think I've ever heard her voice that softly before. Also, REWIND. SAM PUCKETT was talking in her sleep. Not just that, she said my name! That's something worth freaking out over!
But no. It's really not. Like Carly said, we're just friends, we hang out all the time of course we could appear in each other's dreams. And my mom did say my name just seconds before Sam did. I shouldn't be freaking out over this. It's normal. I've dreamed of Carly and Sam so many times already. Sam usually harasses me in my dreams and Carly….. well usually it's just the three of us doing regular day-to-day stuff but sometimes Carly likes me better in my dreams than she does in real life. But still… my mind wanders over to Sam. It's almost funny how different she can be. If you give her food she can be nice, if you annoy her…. Ouch. Apparently when she's asleep she sounds sweet. That must be why she's so good at acting for iCarly skits. She just has a lot of different parts to her.
I see the way she was laying on Carly's couch. The tough girl I know, curled up into a ball and muttering my name in her sleep… Even though I know her, which is why I'm never telling her this, the only word I could describe her with is … cute.
Carly's POV
I spend half an hour getting ready. I prepared some snacks for Sam and put them together with some drinks in my room. I've decided we're gonna talk there just in case Spencer comes back early. I tidied up a bit so there's lots of space to sit in my room. I don't want to give Sam any reason to get out of it now. I know she's gonna try. When I see Sam still asleep on the couch I decide to go do the dishes and my mind wanders to what could've happened that Sam needed to tell me. Maybe her mom got a new boyfriend? Melanie's moving back and joining us at Ridgeway High? What if she's moving? That thought scares me, Sam wouldn't just move away from me, would she? And she'd share that news with Spencer and Freddie, right? This waiting is making me way too anxious so I finish up quickly and decide to just wake Sam and hope not to get killed for doing it.
I turn to the couch to wake Sam and my eyes almost fall out of my head. There's no big mess of blonde curls on the couch anymore… Sam's gone! Would she just have left? After a minute of standing in shock I run around the house. She's not in Spencer's room, not in the bathroom, not in the iCarly studio. Only my room left to check and I pray I'll find Sam sitting on my bed munching on some of the prepared snacks.
But when I open the door to my room I only see Sam's old clothes that she arrived in drenched. I sit down on my bed. I'm so sad she just left. She didn't say goodbye or nothing.
Then a soft sound startles me. It sounds like very soft running water… and music. That's definitely an Alison Swifte song! (A/N This is my pseudonym for Taylor Swift, just like iCarly using different names for brands and artists)
I stay quiet and listen closely and then I hear there's no background music. Which means… Sam must be singing in the shower! It's nothing weird to think Sam's using my shower. She spends more time at my place than at her own home. Usually at least, I hope nothing's changing.
I sit quietly and listen to Sam's soft singing. It's so pretty, I've never heard her sing like this before.
"Untouchable like a distant diamond sky
I'm reaching out and I just can't tell you why
I'm caught up in you
I'm caught up in you
Untouchable, burning brighter than the sun
And when you're close, I feel like coming undone
In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
You gotta come on, come on
Say that we'll be together
Come on, come on
Little taste of heaven"
After the first part of the song Sam stops singing and the running water stops. I'm still sitting on my bed quiet as a mouse, my mouth slightly opened from amazement, when Sam walks back out still wearing my purple sweats. Her hair is wet from the shower but small ringlets are already curling around her face. I decide to try to be funny.
"Uhmm Sam, you know your hair is dripping wet right?" I say, mocking Freddie's comments earlier today. Sam jumps at my comment as I had been so quiet until now. When she realizes it's me she smirks and quickly walks over to me to squeeze the water out of her hair onto me as I squirm to get away and we both laugh.
"When did you become such a joker, Shay?" she asks.
"I can be when I want to be," I start but realize I shouldn't give her any more time to get to a different subject as she sits down on my bed next to me.
"So…. What's the big secret?" I ask her and see her freeze and her eyes get huge. "Though I already have an idea what it may be" I add secretively.
Sam's POV
I froze when I heard the word 'secret', but now Carly says she already knows and I feel my face heat up. How could she know. I avoided her and Freddie most of the time and I haven't done anything differently, right? I still bicker and annoy the kid. HOW could she know.
I straighten up and try not to let her notice my alarm "Well, guess I came for nothing then."
"Noooo, no you really haven't!" she shouts.
"Well…. What do you think?" might as well ask if she's okay with it and if she can help me.
"I mean, I don't know your real secret. I may just know a bit of it but I don't know what you want to do with it next." She says. Oh boy, she really knows. "And truly, you just let me know it really" she laughs.
"What do you mean? What did I do that let you know?" I'm so confused by this comment.
"Your secret! You can sing beautifully! I just heard you singing in the shower. But maybe you want to enter America Sings or another one of those shows is probably the full secret, right?" She rambles on. OMG. My mouth drops open. She heard me sing in the shower?! And wait… she said it was good… AND she thinks that is my secret. We sit in silence for about a minute before I break it.
"No…. no that wasn't my secret. But I never meant for you to hear that either. I'm sorry." She probably said it was good to not embarrass me anyways.
"You're sorry? Sam it really was good!" she says and I almost believe her. "But will you please tell me now? I really thought I knew and it's been eating at me all day." She uses her puppy eyes.
I really don't want to anymore. I feel exposed and vulnerable and I haven't even told her anything yet, I've only accidentally let her hear me sing.
"Ugh, Shay." I let myself fall onto the bed and grab a pillow to hide behind. "You're not making it any easier for me."
Carly takes the pillow away from me and has a sad look on her face. I know I promised her and I should tell her. It'll make me feel better too…. And I won't have to avoid her anymore. Although I don't feel any of that yet. I sit up and grab a notebook and a marker from her nightstand. Let's just tell her the easy way. I sit at the back of Carly's bed while she's still at the foot of the bed, sitting still and patiently waiting. I write with smaller letters at the top of the notebook 'I like' then with bigger letters I write 'FRIED CHICKEN'. I put the cap on the marker and show Carly the notebook, knowing she'll want more than this.
"Sam! For the hundredth time! I already know you like fried chicken! That's not your secret!"
"Well…. It kinda is…" I say while turning the notebook to myself again. I take a different marker from Carly's nightstand, she's always color coding everything. With a purple marker I underline some of the letters making it look like 'I like F R I E D C H I C K E N'. I stare at it and gulp. I can't believe what I just did. I still can't believe this is really happening. I can't show Carly this. It's insane. Me, Sam, liking Freddie?! I can't turn the notebook the way I just did. I'm too embarrassed to admit this. So I tear out the page, crumple it all up into a ball and before I can change my mind I throw it at Carly and hide myself under Carly's blanket. I saw Carly catch the ball but now I'm surrounded by total darkness. I like it, it's nice and quiet. I don't need to know what Carly thinks, I'll just stay right here. I hear Carly uncrumple the ball of paper and a little while later I hear a squeal. What? Then it's suddenly bright, Carly took the blanket of my head and now sits next to me still holding the paper. Actually she holding onto it as if her life depended on it.
"You like Freddie?!" she says beaming. I guess she doesn't mind then… but why should she be happy?
"Uhmm…" I stammer. "I think so. But I don't want to! What can I do about this? And why are you so happy?"
"Why shouldn't I be? You never liked a 'good guy' before. It's exciting!" she says quoting the word good guy with her hands.
"But Carls, you know this is crazy. Can you help me…. Get over him?" I ask nervously.
I look up at her through my lashes and see the excitement leave her face. I'd rather fall through the ground than stay here right now.
She comes sitting right beside me and slides under the blanket where I am. She looks very sad all of a sudden.
"Why, Sam?" she asks softly. "Why do you want to get over him?"
"Come on, Carls" I snort. "Isn't it obvious?! I annoy and tease and bully the kid so much! What else can I do?"
"Well, you can try to see if he feels the same. You could just go and ask him on a date or try to make him fall for you. The options are endless really!" She's starting to get excited again.
"Look at the way I treat him… he'd never like me"
"He's stayed with us and did iCarly for years. We hang out all the time. He must have a soft spot for you. Or who knows… maybe he has a thing for tough love." She says with a wink. I can't help but giggle at this comment.
"Sooooo… you're not gonna help me get over him?" I ask one more time.
"Nope" she says smiling. "But I am gonna help you to make him notice you as more than a friend" Ow no, she's made this one of her little projects.
"Besides" she continues "Freddie deserves a nice girlfriend too! And who is better than my best friend?"
"Don't forget he loves you, Carls" I say and sigh, still not sure about this.
"HE broke up with ME." She says swiftly. "He's had his chance with me and truly you were right. He was my bacon….. now let's make him your fried chicken. We know your love for fried chicken is endless" she's grinning excitedly again.
"So you're not mad. And you want to get us together?" I ask while actually starting to think about it. I remember when Carly and Freddie used to be together. I wasn't jealous back then, it was like a year ago already. I just knew it wasn't right. But still…. The way Freddie treated Carly was amazing. And I'd love to stand in the hallway while making out with him. Suddenly I feel a pillow being throw at me.
I jerk my head in Carly's direction and throw the pillow back at her face while she's laughing at me.
"What was that for, Shay?" I ask annoyed.
"To get you back to earth, Puckett" she says back in the same tone as me but smiling through it.
"You were just staring into space, what were you thinking about?" She asks.
"Just about when you were together with him" I tell her.
"Anything in particular?" she knows there's more. Fine I guess I can tell her.
"Fine…" I sigh. "I was thinking that I wouldn't mind making out with him in the hallway like you did when you were together."
Her cheeks heat up at this comment but she quickly responds with "Ooooh Sam you wanna make out with Freddie!"
But hearing those words make me fall back into the big pink pillows in Carly's bed.
Carly looks at me with worry.
"I know this must seem crazy to you Carls. But you know I'm not one who's open about her emotions." I explain while sitting up. "Like I couldn't deny that I liked him anymore but I still haven't fully accepted these feelings."
"So one minute you're smiling goofily thinking about making out with him, but when I mention that very thing a minute later you feel like you're crazy for liking him?"
"I should just check myself into a mental hospital maybe." I say to her but we both laugh at this comment.
"So… do you want to tell me more?" she asks cautiously.
"What do you wanna know?"
"Like…. When did you start liking him? Was it since your first kiss? Have you been having feelings a long time but only just realised what it was? What do you like about him.."
"Okay, Shay!" I laugh while cutting her off. "I'm guessing you wanna know everything?"
She nods quietly while handing me a peppy cola and a fat cake she brought with her.
So I decide to tell her my own revelation. How I started looking more at the boy behind the camera, noticing things, being jealous of her friendship with Freddie, that I realised I liked his eyes. Carly sits quietly while munching on some gummies of her own and reacts quietly to my story by smiling and looking surprised but not making any sound which could make me stop.
"Sooo, after that day when I got attacked I felt kinda crazy, which is why I left so suddenly." I end my story.
"But what made you feel crazy?"
"Okay fine, you get more details about that day but then I'm done talking about this."
I look at her innocent face and know she means it for the best and she lives for romantic stuff. But she should know how awkward this all is for me too.
"I was kinda annoyed with you two that day." I continue. "Hugging at the computer and questioning if I was fine. And then I got attacked and little mister good guy had to clean me up." I say it like it's a bad thing and Carly laughs.
"I don't know Carls. It took so long. We were so close. It drove me mad. I looked at his eyes and his lips and I just didn't know what I felt."
"And…" I stop talking, not sure if I should give her this detail too. But she looks at me with big eyes and I realize I'll have to continue now.
"The place where he held me felt like it was burning, but a nice kind of burn maybe. Have you ever had that?" I say while holding that place on my jaw again.
"Yes!" Carly squeals. "Sam, you may not like it right now. But it's certain you've got at least some feelings for your dork." She smiles at me.
"Yay!" I say back unenthusiastically.
"Actually I only realized I liked him when came home that day and let my mind wander instead of shutting those thoughts out. It's also why I kinda avoided both of you a bit." I admit.
"But you liked the feeling right?" she raises her eyebrow. "That burn when he touched your jaw."
"Uhmm.. yes it felt crazy but it was nice." I admit
"So we should make sure Freddie touches you more often, even if it's 'on accident'." She's starting her plans.
"But Carls, no one can know alright!" I warn her.
"Yes! Of course! I can keep a secret."
"And could you please help me to not let Freddie know either? Like I don't know how to act sometimes."
She looks at me quizzically for more information.
"Well, I'm not gonna stop calling him names or fighting with him. It's our thing and actually I quite like having his full attention when that happens. But sometimes I feel like he can break me so if I start to stare or just behave unlike me please snap me out of it."
"Sure Sam!" she reassures me. "Of course I'll help you. And don't worry about my 'plans' I'm just gonna try to get him closer to you, I won't do silly things or embarrass you. And I'm really glad you trust me this much and are more open with me now."
I smile at her and give her a hug. My way of thanking her for being here for me.
This helps me calm down. We decide we'll just do take it slow and let me be alone with Freddie some more to see how I feel now that I've found out. I know I don't have to avoid Carly anymore. And where's Carly, Freddie's usually nearby.
After this long talk we just sit and chill a bit watching TV in her room. There's a funny ad for America sings.
"Actually…" Carly suddenly starts after the ad has ended. "I've got an idea that's great for iCarly and it may also help you with your feelings for Freddie."
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