AN = It all started with the lamest day of the year, Valentine's Day. I can't agree more! It is a pretty boring time of year. Says the girl who has never gotten a Valentine Card. (I was close to getting a card, so close yet so far!) Anyways, enjoy!

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"Eeeeekkkkk!" The red head squealed, running in the kitchen.

"What is it?" The blonde headed demon moaned, messaging someone on her phone.

"It is from Robbie!"

"Big deal. It's a card. For the lamest day of the year!"

"You're only saying that because you didn't get a card!" Cat teased. Her smile slowly faded away as she flicked through the other post.

"What is it? Cat got your tongue?"

"Th-This is for y-you..." She handed the blonde a purple envelope.

Sam's hand shook as she extended out her arm to take the envelope from Cat. She saw the purple and knew immediately who it was from. Who else would it be from?

"I-I'm gonna g-go open this somewhere el-else..." Sam stuttered. It was unbelievable that she got a card from him. Totally unbelievable. Did he still have feelings for her?

...

She examined the envelope for about the twentieth time before tearing the top open. She noticed it had no stamps or any addresses, so it was obviously hand delivered.

As the envelope was opened, Sam pulled out the card. It wasn't as sappy as she thought it was gonna be. It was a card which had old pictures of iCarly collaged onto it. She noticed something else in there too. No wonder it was such a big envelope. Sitting inside the purple paper was a photo frame. A digital photo frame. She pushed the on button...

After sitting and looking at the pictures for about ten minutes, she looked over and realised she still hadn't read the card. She was too busy thinking about all the memories that the pictures reminded her of. There were a few pictures of them when they were much younger. A few pictures from iCarly. Some pictures from the iCarly website. But Sam's favourites were the ones from when the two were dating. The others had snapped a few pictures of the couple together. Samantha especially liked the one where they were both snuggled up on the sofa together, looking into each other's eyes. The meatball brown of his eyes was one of the many things she missed most about him actually.

She finally opened the card. It had a little note inside; she blushed upon reading it...

It read:

Sam,

You are probably going to kill me for even getting you a card. I was actually hesitating it about giving it to you at all. I worried that it would be late for Valentine's Day so I decided it was a good idea to get it hand delivered. Anyway, the part you are probably going to kill me for... I miss you. More than imaginable. I love you, Sam. As unbelievable as that is! It is true. I sort of fell for you, hard, who knew the dork would ever love the demon? More like the other way round, who knew the demon would ever love the dork?

I miss you with every passing day. Our memories together always make me happy after a bad day. When I think about you, I always remember us happy together, never the arguing us.

You have probably noticed the photo frame. Yeah, I thought that would get your attention first. You also probably wanna kill your roommate for handing you this sappy card in the first place. So please, don't let me stop you getting on with your life. You probably forgot about me a while ago...

I have mean't everything I have said, you know. And maybe I am just a sappy nub, but I still hope we are friends. Anyway, I have probably wasted enough of your day already. I hope you are okay. I really do care about you.

Love,

Freddie x

Way to be sappy, Sam laughed to herself.

"Oh yeah, I have to go kill Cat..." Sam said; a mischievous smile grew on her lips as she walked out the bedroom.

...

"Cat! How dare you hand me-" She was interrupted by a brown eyed boy smashing his lips against her's. She didn't react as anyone expected her to react though. She just stood there and kissed him back. It wasn't intense, like they both claimed their kisses back in Seattle were, it was soft and very pleasant.

"You're welcome!" Cat smiled, walking out the room with her glass of orange juice.

When oxygen was needed, the two pulled away. Sam was left in shock that that had just happened.

"Sorry..." The boy whispered, only loud enough for Sam to hear.

"No... You don't need to apologise. I need to say thank you."

"For what?"

"For that card... You're such a nub!"

"I know I am." He chuckled, "I missed you, Sammy."

"What did I tell you about calling me that?"

"That you would do a double fist dance on my face?"

"That's right. Why you still calling me that then?"

"Because you would never hurt me. You love me too much..." Sam was defeated. Totally defeated.

"Aww. I do love you, Freddie."

"I love you too, Sam." He pulled her towards him and gave her another passionate kiss...