Disclaimer: Unless I'm a dude named Dan Schneider, I clearly don't own iCarly.
"Well? Care to explain to me why you two were swapping spit?"
"Carly, it isn't Sam's fault. I kissed her," Freddie stammered.
"If you kissed her and she didn't like it, then why didn't she break away?" Carly snapped.
"Because Carly, I like him."
"Oh, well, Freddie, do you like her?"
"No," He broke my heart, again.
That also caused me to break into tears. I ran upstairs, zoomed into my room, and locked the door. I could hear endless knocking, and I knew nothing could shut that up, so I didn't care. I just crashed on the floor, hugging my pillow.
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"You jerk!" I heard Carly bark at Freddie.
"I wasn't finished!"
"Oh, right! You're just saying that so that you could get off easy, you-you skunk bag!" I giggled at the word.
"Carly, I wanted to say, 'No, I don't like her, I love'" I was already on the edge of my seat, but Carly slammed the door in his face.
I ran down the stairs, to come face-to-face with Carly throwing Freddie's stuff out the window. Before I could stop her, she already shit the window, and a trail of explicits trained out of her mouth. Wow, never thought Carly could cuss! Anyway, after Carly was out of sight, I grabbed a jacket and ran out, hoping to catch Freddie.
"Freddie!" I shrieked when I saw Freddie waiting on the porch swing.
"Sam? Let me back in!"
"Of course," I started, and saw Freddie thanking me profusely. "But, you have to tell me why you said no last night."
"Okay, the truth is, I don't like you," And that's when a tear escaped my eye, but I stayed. "I love you."
When I heard that, I kept crying. But it wasn't the sad ones. It was the happy ones. I hugged him. Then he kissed me. A simple, soft kiss. Nothing with too much passion, just a kiss like the ones you see in chick flicks.
"I love you too." I said, my voice muffled in his chest.
He kissed my forehead, and another milestone ended. My life seems awesome, I guess.