iJe T'aime
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly
A/N: Okay so here's the next chap of iJe T'aime. More and more hate reviews for Philip, well this chap reveals all. Sam's POV. Enjoy.
Too Late
I cracked open my eyes. My back was to Freddie. I sighed to myself. Even after a good night sleep, I was still feeling as guilty as ever. I turned over but to my surprise, instead of the silhouette of a certain dork, all I saw was the window. I sat up and wondered why Freddie got up so early.
I got off the bed and walked to the door. I opened it and looked around the rest of the room, but he was no where to be found. He wasn't in the living room, the kitchen or the bathroom. I walked back into the room and wondered if Freddie left to go get something.
I got changed, wanting to look for Freddie at the breakfast hall, hoping he was there. Then I saw a small yellow piece of paper on the bed where Freddie was supposed to be. I picked it up and read it.
Dear Sam,
By the time you read this, I'll most probably be at the airport. You said on the Plane that you will make your decision at the end of the trip, and since you have made your decision last night, I've decided that the trip ends for me here. My plane leaves at 10 so you'll not be able to stop me.
I've paid for the hotel room so you don't have to worry about payment. You're plane leaves tomorrow at 10 and I've left some money for a cab ride. But I think Philip wouldn't mind sending you to the airport. When you get back to Seattle, just drop me a text so that I know you're back safely. Please give me some time to sort out my feelings. When I am ready, I will talk to you. Thanks Sam, for one of the best few days of my life. I just wished that there would be more in store.
Love Freddie.
As I read the letter, I felt my eyes stinging. A single tear fell and landed on the piece of paper, smudging the ink. Great, I just screwed up one of the best things that ever happened to me. I gripped the paper in my hand, crumpling it.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I wiped away my tears and left the paper on the bed. I exited the bedroom and walked to the front door. I opened it and saw Philip smiling in the hallway. His smile fell as soon as his eyes fell upon my face. I turned away from the door and walked back to the living room.
He walked in and closed the door behind him. "Hey are you crying? What happened? Where's Freddie?" he asked. The sound of his name made me burst into tears. I turned around and cried into Philip's shirt. It wasn't the same as hugging Freddie but I just needed a shoulder to cry on. He seemed taken aback and cautiously patted my back. "Hey it's okay. Now tell me what happened. Where's Freddie?"
I pulled away from him and looked at him. "He left." I said simply.
"What do you mean left? Left where?" he asked.
"He went back to Seattle." I said before I started crying again.
"Why!" he said. He seemed very anxious.
"I compared him to you last night and everything just fell apart." I said.
"Oh great, after everything I've done, my plan's gone down the drain." He said. I was confused with him.
"What are you talking about? What plan?" I wiped away my tears.
"C'mon Sam, I could so see that Freddie was jealous of me. He really likes you and I didn't want to get between you two." He started. I continued to stare at him and he continued. "Look, I've been leaving you two alone for some time so I'll not get between you two. At Disneyland, I went to the 'Bathroom' then I didn't want to follow you guys up here that day so you could have some alone time."
"What? You disappeared on purpose?" I asked.
"Yeah, and I kind off felt Freddie was acting weird yesterday when he ask you to go get muffins so I figured he was doing something special for you, thus the detour to slow you down."
"Wait so you want me and Freddie to get together?" I asked.
"Yeah. You guys are too cute together. Especially in the back of the car when we were on our way back from Disneyland."
"Okay hold up. You want me to end up with Freddie and now he's leaving for Seattle…" I glanced at the clock and saw it was 9.10. "In 50 minutes!"
"What! Then what are we waiting for? Let's go." Philip said running for the door.
I followed suit and took off for the door. We ran down the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator. Once we were outside we headed for Philip's car. I got into the passenger seat while Philip got into the driver's seat.
We were soon heading down the street. Philip was driving like a maniac and for once, I think I was scared. We drove onto the highway and headed towards the airport. I wondered how Philip drove that fast without getting pulled over or anything. However those thoughts were constantly replaced buy thoughts of Freddie.
I looked at the time on the car dashboard, it was already 9.35. I only had 25 minutes until Freddie left. Thankfully the airport finally came into view. Philip dropped me off at the departure hall and I ran to the check-in counter. I saw one without a line and I dashed for it.
"Hi, how can I help you?" the woman behind the counter said politely.
"Please tell me what flight is leaving to Seattle at 10?" I asked.
"Hold on one minute." She said as she typed into her computer. I tapped my finger impatiently on the counter. It felt like forever and I was getting frustrated at the lady for taking her time. "The flight is SQ 143. It's taking off at gate G9."
Without thanking her I ran towards the entrance of the departure area. I ran towards it but was stopped by security guards.
"I'm sorry miss but you cannot enter without a boarding pass." The guard said. I grunted and turned around. I saw Philip running towards me.
"So what now?" he asked.
"I can't get in. I need a distraction." I said. He looked over me.
"Leave that to me. Once they are distracted, sneak in. there a blind spot beside the counter where no one will see you." he said. I nodded and went to stand near it.
I watched as Philip fell to the ground. The security guards surrounded him, wondering what happened to him. He was attracting so much attention that no one notice when I snuck in. once inside, I looked for the sign that pointed to gate G9.
"Gate E1-10, Gate F5-20, Gate G1-10." I read off the sign. I took off in the direction of the gate, pushing past the many disgruntled passengers, all shouting something at me when I shoved them out of the way. I ran past a clock which read 9.52. I only had eight more minutes. I reached the long row of gates. Starting with G1.
G9 was all the way on the other end of the long walkway. I took a deep breath and took off running down the lane. I pushed past people pulling their bags behind them, some of them stumbling.
I jumped over a few chairs and continued for the gate. Time seemed to speed up. when I was outside Gate G6 it was already 9.58. My eyes started to water as I pushed myself forward towards G9. I couldn't lose him again, not now.
I saw gate G9 nearing and felt slightly happy. However my happiness was short-lived when I saw the plane moving away from the gate. Tears were flowing down my cheeks. My eyes widened and I turned around, hoping like in the movies, Freddie would be there waiting but there was a reason movies were fictional. I was alone. I was too late.
A/N: Okay hope you liked that. So Philip wasn't a bad guy like everyone predicted. Anyway, I have written a new oneshot called iGet Back. Please read it. Oh and please review, one more epilogue before this story is over.