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Author's Notes: I don't own iCarly. Oh, and sorry it took so long to post this chapter.
Chapter 3: Dealing With ItNo matter how hard it was, Carly had to find someway to deal with this.
Telling Sam was one thing but she still couldn't get over it.
So when she got home, she asked Spencer for advice.
"Hello Carlo," Spencer said when she opened the door. "How was school today?"
"Fine," she said, sitting down on the couch.
"Aww… is something wrong?" Spencer asked, noticing Carly's sad face.
"Yes," she said. "I've been hiding from Freddie the fact that I loved him for so long. I've finally told Sam, but I just can't get over it. Any advice?"
"You know, you could always tell Freddie," Spencer said.
"But I can't."
"You know, what I would do, is talk to a guidance councilor," Spencer said. "Or get a diary."
"A diary?" Carly asked.
"Yeah, a diary," Spencer said. "You can write anything in them. They have tons of pages to store personal notes."
"Where can I get one?"
"Pretty much any store sells them. Or we could make one."
"Make one?"
"Yeah, we could make an iCarly diary, kind of like that iCarly T-shirt you made for Sam."
"Good idea," Carly said. "Can you teach me how?"
"Of course kido!"
Meanwhile, Sam was having her own troubles with dealing with it…
"I just don't know what to do mom," Sam said, sitting on her bed in her room.
Her mom patted her on the shoulder. "It's okay, Sam. You could always tell him."
"Tell him?!" Sam yelled. "Tell him?! Oh my god mom, do you even know what telling him I loved him would do?! After all the times I've tortured him, after all the times I've called him names, told him he's not important, after all that has happened, do you expect him to believe me?!"
"Yes," her mom said.
"You don't get it," she said, getting up from her bed and going over to get her diary.
"You've had a few good times with Freddie."
"Like what?"
"The hug you gave him that one time, remember? You came home to me screaming with joy, I had never seen you so happy."
Ah, the hug, Sam thought…
"Freddie," Sam said. "You're just as important to the show as we are."
She hugged Freddie.
Oh, she thought. So this is how it feels hugging the one you love. I wish this moment would last forever.
However, she knew it couldn't last forever, otherwise he might realize she really did have feelings for him.
So she gave him a wedgie.
"She gave me a wedgie!" Freddie said.
"No charge," Sam said. What she wanted to say though was "sorry." She couldn't though.
"Well I still gave him a wedgie!" Sam said.
"True, but didn't you enjoy giving him the hug?"
"Yes, it was heaven."
"Well you've gotta enjoy the good times you and Freddie have, no matter what," her mom said, rubbing her hand against Sam's shoulder. "And remember the time when you and Freddie worked together to make sure Carly wouldn't move to that other school?"
"Yeah."
"We are good," Freddie said, raising his glass of punch to hers.
"We are."
Yes, Sam thought as she drank her punch. We actually worked together. I wish I could do this with Freddie more often, but he must never find out I love him.
"Mom, could you leave for a second?" Sam said. "I want to be alone for a moment."
"Sure sweetie."
Her mom walked out the door.
Freddie and Sam had had some good times together. Just not very many.
She looked at the old entries in her diary.
Dear Diary,
Oh… my… god! Freddie and I hugged!
Yes! This is a moment I've been waiting for for such a long time! At last! He's hugged me!
You may think I'm kidding but I'm not.
Carly made me tell him how important he really is to the show, and then we hugged. Of course after that I gave him a wedgie, but that hug was heaven.
I want to hug him again, but I can't.
Sam sighed. "If only, if only."
She looked at the time. "Oh my god, iCarly starts in ten minutes."
She ran out her bedroom door and out of the house.
"Bye mom!" she said quickly. "Gotta go do iCarly!"
She ran to Carly's apartment as fast as she could, not stopping for anything.