Author's Note: Hey guys! (Ha! I finally started an author's note without saying 'Hello people of the world'! I'm so proud of myself... XD) Anyway, sorry for the long wait for this chapter! But here it is! So I'd better just shut up now and go on with what's important!
But first...
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Disclaimer: Okay, just another tip - When you think about firing your chinchilla-lawyers because they didn't do a good job trying to get Dan Schneider to sell you iCarly, just remember that chinchillas can be pretty... temperamental sometimes, and that's exactly why I'm writing this hidden in a closet, so Bob won't find me and- wait, who... Bob? How did you get in here? And where did you find this flare gun? Uh... I... gotta go guys... see you later... I hope... (And for the slow ones: I DON'T OWN iCARLY!) ;P
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Chapter 13: Man Talk
Freddie's POV
We had been watching TV at Carly's after doing iCarly for some time, until Sam said, all of a sudden, that she had to see something upstairs, and then right after she was up there, Carly decided to go after her.
I have to admit that I wondered if I should go up there or not, but I decided not to, I mean, I didn't want to walk in during a girl talk or anything. Okay, I also needed to admit that when I thought about the possibility of the two girls talking about possible crushes they had made me curious, but I soon dropped it.
It's not like I'm gonna hear Sam telling Carly that she loves me. I needed to keep telling myself that but it seems like my brain doesn't really understand that.
The thing I never got is why does love have to be so complicated? I mean, it's not simple at all. You can't just walk up to the person you fell in love with and say 'Hey, I love you, do you love me back?". No. And in my situation, if I even think of doing that, I' pretty sure I'll end up with both my arms broken, and Sam would probably never talk to me again. And that doesn't seem … well, you know… good, yeah, not good AT ALL, and I think you have to agree with me on that one.
I just wish that there was someone I could talk to about this, I mean, about this 'I'm in love with someone that hates me' thing, but I really can't think of someone…
I know that I've already talked to Carly, but I don't really think that talking to her about that once more would be a good thing because, well, I'm sure she'll come up with some kind of… 'plan' that won't work out in the end, and then everything will be screwed. I surely can't talk to my mother about this, and I'm 100% sure about that one because I know my mom. Trust me, I know exactly how she'd react to it. My mom still thinks I'm in love with Carly, and if I told you that I was never in love with her, it was only a crush, and that I'm really in love with Sam… well, the scene wouldn't be really… pretty. And there's Spencer…
I paused. I have to admit that I hadn't thought of Spencer… until now. Of course, he's not someone who knows everything about girls, but I've already talked to him more than once asking for advice…
I looked over to the kitchen where Spencer was working on some sculpture made of… hair? Alright…
I stood up from the couch and walked towards the kitchen. There, I stood right next to the computer table, and rested one arm on it.
"Hey Spence" I said, trying to get his attention, and he looked up at me briefly before looking back down at his work.
"Hey Freddo, what goes on?" He asked.
"Uh… can I… talk to you for a moment?" I asked, awkwardly.
"Uh… sure, just wait a sec" Spencer replied as he covered a mass of hair with glue and placed it right on the top of the sculpture. I have to admit that it wasn't a really... delightful scene to watch, but anyway... "So, what do you need? There's cereal in the cabinet"
I stared at him confusedly for a moment before responding to that.
"Uh… thanks but, I don't want any cereal. What I really need is… well, advice"
"Advice? What about? Cereal?" He asked, still working on his sculpture.
"No, it doesn't have anything to do with cereal! It's about… well… girls" When I said that, he looked up at me one more time, but it took him some more seconds to look down again, and when he did, he took off the gloves he had been wearing. Then, he pulled one of the kitchen table chairs closer to him and sat down, more serious, and then gestured towards another chair from the table.
I pulled the other chair near me and sat down, facing Spencer.
"So, little Freddie, what do you need to know from the master of girls here?" Spencer said, sounding proud of himself, and I chuckled lowly. Luckily, he didn't hear it. Or at least he pretended he hadn't.
"Well, Spence I… I need some advice, and I thought that you could possibly… help me" I said, a bit hesitantly.
"C'mon, spit it out kid" Spencer said, encouragingly, and I started.
"Well, I'm kind of... liking this girl" I decided not to say who I was talking about "And... well, I... I think I'm even in love with her, but I... can't just tell her... and, before you ask, no, I'm not talking about Carly" I said, but his face didn't change like he was surprised or anything. Instead of looking surprised like I expected to happen, he looked like he already knew that, and that intriged me.
"I wasn't thinking about Carly" He said with a shy smile playing on the corner of his lips, and then continued talking before I could respond to that. "I completely get your problem Freddie"
"But I haven't even explained it all to you yet..."
"But you don't need to. It's so clear to everyone... well, to everyone but you two. You're in love with her, and she's in love with you, but you've built a so complicated relationship throughout the years that you're too afraid to break the rules and admit what you really feel inside" Spencer said, and I stared at him bewildened. "Well, I need to see some stuff in my room, so... see ya Freddo" I was frozen for a second before I was able to call after him.
"Wait, Spencer!" I called, and he turned around right before he walked in the hallway that led to his room. "How do you-" He cut me off.
"You want some advice? Just follow your heart kiddo, because if you do, you'll know the right thing to do, and also, the right time" He said, and suddenly disappeared into the hallway.
I just sat there, staring at the point he had just disapperared. How could Spencer possibly had figured all that out alone? I mean... is it that obvious that I'm in love with Sam? And could he be right about Sam being in love with me? No... I mean... could he?
My thoughts were interupted by Sam coming, no, correction: running down the stairs and towards the front door, before leaving the apartment without even a glance behind.
I stared at the door for some seconds, but that scene just didn't make sense.
Something happened up there. That was what I thought before I stood up from the chair I had been sitting on and walked towards the stairs.
Author's Note: Yay! So, it seems like Spencer knows more than he had let out... uhm...
And now, I'll tell you guys something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time!
Alright, here it goes... Serious lights, please...
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