Emma: Now, First things first: I'M SORRY *pouts* I know it's been awhile since I updated BUT I had a good reason...Okay, maybe I don't and I was just too lasy...BUT I'll make it up to you! I'm going to write two chapters for you in the next two days! :) Although I have to point out, I'm back at school with prelims and exams around the corner so I won't be able to update AS MUCH, so please forgive me :)
On with the story! ~
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly(:
Normal POV
After what happened, Sam left to go home as Carly thought about everything. Sam liked Freddie.
There was only one thing she could do.
She knocked and knocked at Freddie's door until he finally opened.
"Oh Hey, what-" he started but she pulled him out and dragged him into her apartment. His eyes were full of surprise. She closed over the door and locked it.
"What is the matter with you?" he yelled as he straightened his clothes.
"Look, we need to talk" she looked concerned and they both took a seat on the couch.
"If this is about me moving then-" he started but Carly shussed him.
"Look, it's about Sam" and with those words Freddie's eyes grew confused.
"What about her?" he asked, with a slight flash of having to leave her entering his mind. The last couple of days he was thinking about Sam, and how he was never going to get a chance or work up the courage to tell her how he felt before he left, forever.
"How do you feel about her?" she asked as his eyes opened wide.
"W-What do you mean?" he asked, knowing all to well what she had meant.
"Do you, you know, have feelings for her?" she asked once again, staring him down for an answer.
His eyes darted to the side, unable to answer. Not because he didn't know the answer, but because he was too scared to admit it. He had been running away for so long and now he was face to face with the very thing he was avoiding. He had nowhere to run now. When she last asked a question, very similar to this, it was luckily interupted by Spencer and his banjo. He looked to the door, hoping Spencer would run through any minute and give him an escape route. The more he looked and waited, the more he realized that he was on his own.
He looked back at Carly and her eyes that pleaded for an answer. Why would she ask me something like this, now?
He sighed and looked down, knowing that he would have to answer sooner or later.
"Freddie!" Carly snapped him back, and he jumped.
"Answer me! Do you like-" she was cut off with the slight sound of Freddie's whisper.
"Yes"
After that, silence flooded the room.
Freddie didn't dare to look at Carly, but only after finally taking a glimpse at her face did he see the huge smile spread across it.
"Am I missing something?" he asked and her smile tried to fade, but it couldn't.
"Nothing" she got up and headed to the kitchen, smirking as she walked past him.
He got up and followed her, "Seriously, what is it?" he asked, his voice getting more serious by the second.
Carly just stared at him with a smirk.
"Carly!" he demanded her.
"Okay" she cracked, still with her smile, "Sam likes you".
With those words, excitment burst through Freddie. Sam liked him back.
"Really?" he asked with a huge smile on his face. Carly nodded, "I wouldn't lie!"
As soon as his excitment reached maximum, it began to fade as he made a realization.
His face sunk, and Carly didn't miss this.
"What's wrong?" she asked with care running through her words. Freddie just stared at the floor, and floated into his thoughts.
After awhile, he snapped out of it.
"I have to go" he spoke as he quickly rushed to the door. Without another word, he was gone leaving Carly with nothing but a confused brain.
He slammed the door of his apartment shut and ran into his room. He dropped down on his bed and let out a deep sigh.
Sure, finding out about Sam liking him back was happiness to his ears at first but now there was choice he had to make.
A choice between the one he loved with all his heart or the father that had to wait so many years just to see him again.
Emma: What did you think? Was it worth the wait? :P REVIEW(: