Disclaimer: I love iCarly. I love Seddie. But Dan Schneider is the true owner and creator of its brilliance. I just write fanfiction.
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed, alerted and favorited this story. It's been fun to write it for you awesome people. I'm gonna miss it. Sadly, this is the second-last chapter. Maybe I should get cracking and write a sequel. Hmm... Ideas anyone?
'AND THAT IS THE QUESTION'
Chapter Fourteen: A Good Best Friend Knows Best
"I know why Sam has been acting all silent and weird." Freddie said.
Carly looked up from her homework. She noticed that her friend was concerned, and deeply worried about something. No doubt he'd tell her what it was.
There was silence. Freddie stood still, and licked his lips in thought.
"Well?" Carly questions him.
"Well what?"
"What's up with your girlfriend?"
"She's jealous."
This took a while to register with Carly before she responded.
"Wait, what?"
It was unbelievable to the brunette girl. Her best friend was jealous? Of what? Of whom? Freddie just sighed, and sat down on the couch, looking devastated. Something had been said between Sam and him. Something bad. Best friend's intuition.
"Sam heard us talking to each other. She thinks…"
"Oh God."
"Yeah."
"Oh. God!" Carly says, in her worried, high-pitched sounding voice. "What do we do?"
"I know. I'll change my name, get a brand new hair-cut and move to Guadelehara." Freddie says, running toward the door.
"Freddie. You can't run away from this. You need to explain to Sam that we're best friends. Nothing more, nothing less."
The boy was surprised. How could one girl go from "freaking out" to "incredibly cool, calm and collected"? Girls were weird.
"I thought she knew that."
Carly frowns and leans over to thump Freddie's forehead quickly.
"Obviously not. Now, go talk to your girlfriend!"
Rubbing his head slowly, he stands up and shakes his head smiling at his friend. Carly is still looking serious.
"What?"
"You're a good friend Carly."
"The best! And don't you forget it! Now go sweep Sam off of her feet. Go on. Shoo!"
So, the boy grinned and left the Shay apartment. He had some very serious talking to do in order to win Sam's heart again. Hopefully this time, without screwing anything up in the process.