AN = It's been a month. I'm so so sorry! I could blame school and the amount of homework I receive, but I am actually gonna blame myself for once. Anyway, I'm sure I haven't posted this story. And I'm extremely sorry if I have posted it before. I'm actually writing a few stories at the moment, look out for those soon. So, without any further debate, please enjoy!

Early

"Spencer, what have I tol-Sam?" The brunette came down the stairs at about three am and saw her best friend, sat down crying on the sofa. She first thought it was Spencer crying over the dolphin sculpture he broke but then she saw the blonde crying and her heart sank for her.

"Sam?" She repeated, perching down beside the heartbroken girl.

"What?" Sam sobbed, not looking up from her hands.

"What's the matter?" She asked, putting her arm around Samantha.

"Nothing."

"Obviously there's something... Wait! How could I be this blind? Have you had another fight with Freddie?"

"Don't you dare say his name!" She yelled, removing her hands from her face.

"Let me gue-Umm... You're mascara is a mess, by the way."

"Aww, thanks! That makes me feel much better..." She replied sarcastically.

"Has he told you off for eating too much cheese again?"

She shook her head.

"The wrong lip gloss?"

She again shook her.

"Have yo-Ow! What was that for?" Carly shouted as the blonde nudged her in the stomach.

"You're so-so-You're supposed to be a love expert! These are clear signs of a break up!" She blurted out.

"You broke up?"

"Don't say it out loud!" She quickly put a pillow over her face and flopped back onto the sofa.

"Crying on your best friend's sofa isn't the way to deal with it..."

"Whatever..." Her tears started falling again; she just kept under the pillow and let her emotions roam free.

"Sam... Do you want me to talk to hi-"

"No!" She quickly said.

"Face your fears. Admit you still love him."

"Carly, we broke up at midnight!" Sam stated, "About three hours ago. My love couldn't have disappeared that quickly!"

"You broke up at midnight?" Carls smiled knowingly.

"Fine. We broke up at ten thirty but remained together till midnight. Happy?"

"Very."

"You can't let the nub know I hide out here and cry, okay?"

"Peachy."

"Can you stop replying in one letter words? It's starting to get scary."

"Alright."

"Stop, Carly!"

"Fine, I'll stop! Just promise me you won't hide here and cry forever!"

"When am I supposed to stop crying?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is there a specific day after a break up I'm gonna stop crying?"

"Depends how bad it was, I guess... How bad was it?"

"We admitted we loved eachother then we had a final kiss. Then we thought it was ridiculous to break up that early so we broke up at midnight."

"You spent an extra hour and a half together?"

"Is that bad?" Sam questioned defensively.

"Normally, after you break up with someone, you go your separate ways. Not remain with them after you break up..." Carly explained.

"I know how it works!" Sam grinned, "We both didn't want to break up. But it was for the best."

"The best of what?"

"All our friendships."

"You think I mind you dating?" Carly asked Sam softly.

"Just think..." She started, moving the pillow away from her face. "Spencer freaks out when he walks in a room with me and Freddie in, just generally! We don't even have to be hugging or holding hands. And Gibby had to go to the emergency room more than one since 'Seddie' finally happened. Freddie's mum has been a wreck. My mum has started giving me 'the talk' and started acting all weird around me and Freddie together. Brad is mia. We have made you do the show by yourself! We have been affecting iCarly!"

"Just because all that has happened, it doesn't mean we should influence you both to break up with eachother."

"But it has pressured us enough to break up. It's done now. All done. No chance I can get back with him. He will think I'm a wreck that can't live without him!"

"You mean, like you are?"

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing..." Carly sighed, looking down in her lap.

"Carly..."

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"Making me feel better. You're right. It was a mutual break up, after all. And sometimes I can't get everything. I have to be happy with who and what I have. I mean, at least I still have him as a friend..."

"Sam Puckett. You're going soft-"

"Don't rub it in!" She wiped the final few tears out her eyes and hugged onto a pillow.

"I like it..." Carls muttered, looking back at her best friend, who was finally smiling...

AN = Rubbish, right? It's not my best but I was looking through files and I saw this story and thought 'I remember how much I liked this story to begin with' and I needed a story to post. So, yeah. By the way, I'm accepting requests, please send them to me. I will get to them eventually. I promise I will make more of an effort to post more. As usual, (some things never change), reviews to me are like Sam and her ham!