Emma: Okay here's the next chapter(:
Disclaimer: Do I really need to do this? You all clearly know I do not own iCarly.
Sam's POV
I sighed as I lay in bed with a frown permantely tapped to my face. Carly knew. I couldn't help think about Carly, and how she could easily tell Freddie my feelings.
God, what a baby! Stop sitting here worrying and go talk to him yourself! Tell him how you feel!
Shut up!
Do we have to have this conversation again?
I pressed my head into my pillow, covering my head to make the constant bickering of my mind stop.
That's not going to help.
I sceamed out at my highest level.
It was only after I snapped back to reality did I hear the constant ringing of the doorbell.
My mom wasn't in, so I groaned as I made my way downstairs and to the front door.
I peeked through the window to see Brown eyes staring back, pleading with hers to open the door.
Freddie?
My heart began to beat faster and faster as it crawled out of my chest.
I slowly opened the door. He smiled and I gestured for him to walk inside. As he did so a realization suddenly burst through my brain.
Carly had told him.
He shut the door behind him and we both walked further into the room.
"Why'd you come here?" she asked, trying to force a smile but it never came out.
"Is it true?" he whispered loudly enough for me to hear.
After awhile, I nodded. I knew what he was asking.
"If you came here to tell me that you hate me, or that we're 'just friends' I'm not interested so you can leave" I demanded. He stood in silence, unable to talk.
"Look, Sam, listen to me very carefully because I'm only going to say this once" he clearly noted. I didn't say a word and waited for him to continue.
This is it! He likes you back, I bet you!
Shut up! There's no way he could ever like me back! Stop giving me false hope!
I snapped back and waited for him to speak up again.
But he just stood there, in silence.
I was about to talk, when he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, closing the gap between our lips.
After eight seconds we pulled apart.
I guess actions do speak louder than words.
I knew it!
Shut up!
"I like you" he stated, still with his arms placed on my waist, and mine clutching onto his shoulders.
"Since when?" I asked, with a slight smile that I couldn't hold back.
"I always have" he smirked.
Emma: Sorry for the shortness of a chapter! I will update soon! Next chapter will be longer, I promise. But I might not get to upload it until thursday. If it's not up by Thursday then you can assume that I'm dead! :P Review! (: