So, chapter eight uploaded! Thanks for everyone!

Chapter 8: Freddie knows.

Carly's POV.

We went to my department to celebrate and asked Spencer to go to buy us some ice cream, which was strawberry one. After we ate it we decided to watch some tv.

"So, what are we going to do for Icarly?" Asked Freddie, who was sitting on the middle of the couch with Sam on one side and me on the other.

"I think we could do the video slide show, you now, that raking we made with the funniest videos." I remembered.

"Great! Less work for us…" Said Sam lying her head on Freddie's shoulder carefully, obviously nervous of a rejection.

Freddie didn't move, his face turned a little pale and he looked confused. He then turned his head to face Sam, whose eyes were stick to the tv screen. Freddie was like having an inside debate, I just could tell it because of his face.

Freddie's POV.

It hit me as it came. Sam smelled like the strawberry ice cream, not supposed to be surprising after all what she ate, but even though it was sweet. I wanted to be closer to her, there was something else mixed to that scent that made it sweeter, and also I kind of feel tickles. I stared at her face, her eyes were stick to the screen so she didn't noticed, they were like being under the blue skies and I could totally feel how I melt on them… Wait... I didn't want that thoughts to come to my mind, they were supposed to be blame there; I didn't like thinking of her that way… I think on Sam in a way? I mean, in that way, that romantic way... I was her friend, I shouldn't thought of her in any other way, specially because when it happen I couldn't stop and also, I shouldn't do that to Sam. I have made the same mistake with Carly, love her, and I was no going to like any of my friends, not any more.

"Freddie…" Carly called me back from my thoughts.

"Ehm, yeah?" I asked disturbed.

"Are you okay?" She asked looking worried, that question echoed on my head…Was I really okay? I mean, having thoughts of Sam? Perhaps I was a little bit sick, that's all… That though made me feel guilty, I mean, you didn't need to be sick to think that Sam had nice eyes, she was really pretty.

"Carly is right, you are really getting paler…" Added Sam who was now sitting straight, I felt my shoulder empty and felt sad about it, but sad about what?

"I… I'm just gonna get some fresh air…" I said and ran outside, but before I could get out of the department, I was again running up stairs, I needed to be near her, it was killing me.

Sam's POV.

As I saw him running away, I began to though it was my fault, and it had sense.

"I think I should have stayed straight and away..." I whispered but not enough low so Carly heard me.

"It's not you, perhaps the ice cream made him sick… or…" She wasn't sure of what else to say so she just turned off. Luckily he was back soon, too soon.

"I think he just doesn't like me…" I murmured sadly, feeling bad for myself, I was being pathetic.

"Who?" Asked Freddie opening the door, Carly and I looked at each other searching for help, but the only thing we find was each one horror face.

"No one." I lied.

"Come on Sam! We are friends, right?" My heart stopped as he got closer.

"Ye-yeah." What is wrong with me?

He stared at me confused, I could tell, he wasn't happy.

"It is because of him?" He asked, I couldn't understand what he meant. "You change your outfits for him?"

"Kind of…" I answered with a thick voice, he looked at me angry.

"My gosh! Sam! I once accepted and supported you with Pete, but if you are going to do that every time you like a guy! Why can you just the way you are? It's so difficult to be liked by someone being how you are?" He was mad with me, I could tell.

"Being me is not attractive! If any guy on the street who he will date between Carly and me they will all answer her!" Carly stared at me uncomfortable.

"Sam!" Screamed Carly and Freddie.

"What? You know is the true!" I said nearly crying.

"Sam! There are lots of guys who would date you!" Said Carly.

"Really? Why? Because I would be great pet?" I laugh suffering on the inside.

"Sam…" Freddie's voice didn't sound angry any more, instead it was soft. "You are really funny, strong, beautiful and you can be very smart if you want, so please stop saying nonsense."

"Freddie…" I murmured without believing my ears, he looked down realizing what he said.

"Sam, I just want you to stop being that and start being yourself, I missed it and I don't think I will ever get used to miss elegance, perhaps to parties, but not a make up Sam at gym." He said it tightly and then smirked. "I know, it sounds kind of selfish… but it is the true."

"Sam you should listen to him." Said Carly with her lips but she was heard.

"I… I…" I wanted to say lots of things, on one side the yes and on the other explain him why I said yes. Freddie sight.

"You need to talk with Carly right? I will go to fetch some things, but try to think about it. He doesn't deserves you if he is only gonna date because of how you look." He said and leaved.

"Wow, that was…" Carly tried to break the silence.

"Intense." I said.

"So what are you gonna do?" She asked. "In your place I would told him what I feel, you heard him! He thinks you are funny, strong and beautiful!" She smiled.

"Yes, but he won't love me, no

t even like me!" I said and then we heard a few steps and a door closed from behind us, and that could only mean one thing.

"Freddie knows!" Screamed Carly.

I realized this story can't go long, so I will be ending soon.

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