iJe T'aime
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly
A/N: Okay so here's the next chap of iJe T'aime. Wow, everyone thought that something happened to Freddie in the reviews. Well you will find out what really happens .
Mistakes
Sam stood there, mouth hanging open. She stared at the elaborate set up in front of her. The table was decorated with candles, a small empty glass vase sat in the middle. Plates sporting, exceptionally delicious looking food, sat at each end of the table. Her eyes were glued to the table. A voice came out from the corner.
"So what do you think?" Sam jerked her head to face the bedroom entrance where Freddie stood, leaning against the frame.
"Freddie? What's all this?" Sam asked, gesturing to the table.
"Well I was thinking that we could have a romantic candlelight dinner." Freddie said and snapped his fingers. Music started playing and Sam turned to the source. At the corner of the room stood a violinist who was playing Canon in D.
"What? Who…what is all…" Sam stuttered but Freddie silenced her by placing a finger on her lips.
"Don't ask questions." He said, pulling out a bouquet of roses from behind him. "For you." Shocked, Sam took the flowers. She stared at it for a moment before Freddie started talking. "Um Sam, the roses aren't the surprise." Freddie said taking the flowers and putting them in the empty vase. Sam snapped out of her trance.
"Freddie, you planned all this?" Sam asked.
"Yeah." He said smiling.
"You are such a nub. You planned a romantic dinner for the heck of it?"
"Yeah I mean…" He was cut off by Sam.
"You plan everything." Sam said. She didn't know why but she was frustrated. Not because of what Freddie did but angry at herself. She felt that Freddie did all this for her while she didn't do anything for Freddie.
"I do not plan everything." Freddie defended himself.
"Yes you do. You planned the whole trip. You planned on getting me to like you. Yes I like you but I need someone who goes with the flow." Sam said.
"I go with the flow." Freddie said.
"Go with the flow? Someone who goes with the flow wouldn't hire a violinist just for a romantic dinner." Freddie glanced at the still playing violinist.
"Um I think you should leave." Freddie said and he guy nodded and exited the room. "Sam I was just trying to…" Sam cut him off.
"Why can't you be more like Philip?" Sam shouted but immediately regretted her words. She saw Freddie's face fall. "Freddie, I didn't mean…" this time she was cut off by Freddie.
"No Sam, I understand. You said on the plane that this was on a trial basis and I said I would accept you're decision and I guess you have made your decision." Freddie said, heart-broken.
"Freddie…"
"Please Sam, don't make this any harder for me. Just, can I ask for one last favour?" Freddie looked up. Sam looked at his face, his eyes starting to water. She wanted to cry too. She nodded to his request. "Could I have one last hug?" Freddie asked. Sam ran into his arms and cried into his shirt.
"Freddie I'm so sorry, I didn't…" Sam sobbed Freddie pulled away and put his finger to her lips once again.
"Please Sam, I promise, we would still stay friends after this." Freddie said, a tear rolling down his cheek.
"Yeah, friends." Sam didn't know why but she didn't want to stay just friends.
Freddie half smiled and proceeded to the room and closed the door. She walked over to the couch and fell into it. She felt like crying her heart out but she couldn't. She looked over at the table and saw the untouched food. She wasn't hungry anymore but she walked over and blew out the candle.
She glanced at the clock and saw it was almost 9.30. She needed to talk to Carly about this. She picked up the laptop and logged on to IM. Carly however, was not logged on yet. Sam waited, eyes fixed on Carly's name, waiting for it to light up. After fifteen minutes of waiting, Carly finally came on. Sam clicked on Carly and started a video chat.
"Whoa, you were quick. Were you waiting for me to come online?" Carly said.
"Nevermind that Carly, I have a problem." Sam said.
"What happened? You look like you're going to cry."
"Trust me, I feel like it too." Sam said.
"Well what happened?" Carly said, anxious to know.
"Carly, I made some mistakes. I kinda compared Freddie to Philip." Sam said.
"You what?" Carlly shouted. "Why?"
"He…I…I don't know. He planned this awesome romantic dinner for us and I don't know why I got so agitated and I compared him to Philip. It slipped out." Sam said. Just thinking about it made her feel like crying.
"Wait so he did something nice and you got angry?" Carly asked confused.
"Yeah I know I don't make sense but listen to me. He planned a whole romantic dinner with candlelight and a personal violinist. A freaking violinist! I mean, who does that?" Sam asked.
"No one does that." Carly said.
"Exactly." Sam said, glad that Carly got her point.
"No Sam, I mean, No one does that. Well call me a hopeless romantic but that is the sweetest thing I heard anyone do." Carly said emphasizing no one.
"Unbelievable." Sam said.
"Yes unbelievable that people like Freddie are still available in this day and age." Carly said.
"Well, I guess you can't help me then. Bye Carly." Sam said.
"Wait Sam, I wa…" But Sam logged off IM before Carly could finish. Sam was feeling worst than she ever had. She turned off the laptop and walked towards the room. She reached for the doorknob but stopped. She lifted her hand to knock first. When there was no response, she opened the door.
She saw Freddie sitting on the edge of the bed just staring out the window. He's hair was wet which suggested he just got out of the shower. Sam walked over the get her stuff and proceeded to the bathroom. Just before she closed the door, she saw Freddie turned slightly and she could see the Paris nightlight shimmering against his cheek.
Sam tried to drown out her guilt in a long shower. She had never caused Freddie to cry before and it just broke her heart. She knew that no amount off apologizing could fix this.
She was soon out of the shower and she looked over at the bed where Freddie was wrapped in the blanket. She climbed into bed. She looked at the back of his head and the urge to apologize came up.. She raised her hand to wake him but stopped halfway.
She figured she'd give him some time. She would apologize the next day. With that she closed her eyes and slowly fell to sleep.
A/N: Okay, I really liked this chap. One more chapter to go before the epilogue. I know Sam seems really random and mood swingy but she couldn't take all the emotion so she kinda snapped. So please tell me what you think. Love it, hate it, the worst thing you've read in you're life. Whatever it is, just drop a review.