Hey guys. Thanks for the lovely reviews. I wanted to say something before moving on with this chapter. I used to get pretty upset when I didn't receive at least ten reviews on a chapter which has always been like a personal goal of mine. It used to make me feel like I was writing for nothing but I am over that. The more I write, the more I realize that it's not the amount of reviews that matter. Just as long as I know at least one person enjoys what I write, I will continue to write. Again, thanks for the awesome reviews. If you are here because you have read my story, You Lose You Win, I am happy that you are sticking around. Hehe. Anyways, before I get any more corny, here is the next chapter. I think you guy are going to love it because a certain character from another Nick show that I love will make an appearance.
Sam's POV
I woke up around noon on a Saturday. Having people wake up at 6am every morning to be in school by 7 has always been a cruel and unusual punishment for me. Why can't school start at 2 and end at 2:04 huh? It's just not fair but I wasn't in the mood to be a grumpy witch. I got more than eight hours of sleep and I was feeling refreshed. I was in a very good mood waking up. This was the first time in a long time that I actually felt fully rested and I was actually in an okay mood since me and Freddie broke up. I took about 15 minutes to get ready and I started walking over to Carly's place.
I haven't really spoken to Carly since we had a little discussion in the studio yesterday. As much as I wanted to NOT talk about my relationship with Freddie, it was slowly killing me keeping it all inside. I snapped at her and I walked away. I was angry at first but then I began to feel guilty for treating her the way I did. She must have felt angry at me too for the way I treated her so I wanted to go over to her place to make up. After thinking it through, I knew that Carly only has good intentions and she didn't mean to step into such a touchy subject for me.
Freddie and I had a good thing going on. Everyone knows we were the farthest thing from perfect but like I said, what we had was good. Sure, we annoyed each other. Me with my aggressiveness and eating habits and him with his way of getting butt hurt over everything. At the end of the day, he always welcomed me with open arms and warm lips. He loved brushing my hair. He never failed to walk me down to the lobby and kiss me goodbye every night I left Bushwell. When we overheard Carly telling Spencer that he couldn't force a relationship to work, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was devastated because I realized that me and Freddie began this relationship all of a sudden without actually taking time to set our bickering aside and just get to know each other. We were at each other's throats since we were kids and then suddenly having a relationship was so new to us. It made so much sense to break up at the time but once we actually did break up, I just want to go back to holding him and going out with him.
Aside from your typical couple fights, my relationship with Freddie was great. It killed me knowing that I couldn't just tell him that I didn't want to stay broken up, that we could still be together and get to know each other at the same time. It killed me knowing that we basically declared our love for each other and then the next day act as if those words were never said. Sometimes I am convinced that I liked Freddie ten times more than he liked me. These type of things never make sense when they hit you in the face. Of all people, I never expected to fall in love Freddie and sure, he told me he loved me first but it honestly didn't feel that way. The day after we broke up, everyone got together to plan the next iCarly and we were back to the drawing board. We began to bicker more but this time, it wasn't just to joke around. The fighting felt serious. I was beginning to think that what he said to me was such a lie. But Freddie never lies about these things. I was conflicted but angry at the same time. I hated that we couldn't get along anymore but what was I supposed to do? Sit there and cy? I am Sam Puckett for bacon's sake. I refuse to let people treat me like a piece of crap so I treated him just as badly. I was angry that my first real relationship failed. I was angry because I felt like there was no way in hell Freddie and I could make it work again and that I would never find such a good guy like Freddie.
I felt like karma came back and bit me in the ass for the way I treated Freddie all the years that I have known him. Carly teased him too but he just brushed it off because she has always been a naturally kind person and despite his pathetic crush on her, she never told him to back off or to get lost. That's just not Carly. She still gave him the chance to be her friend. Maybe if I hadn't been so aggressive, then we wouldn't have bickered all those years and maybe our relationship would have worked out better. He told me he loved me just as I am but we can only spend so much time being broken up. Eventually, I stopped believing it.
Even though we did fight constantly, we did have our moments. Moments that make me not lose hope completely. When he is seriously upset, I try to make him feel better like the time we did iCarly in 3D. And I'll be stupid to deny that he hasn't shown his caring moments like when he said it was his idea to take me to the Fat Cake factory in Canada. Those moments give me slight hope but they were so rare that I'm surprised I have SOME hope left. But I still feel like I care more about him than he does me because he rarely shows a caring side towards me.
I made it to the Shay's loft only to find Spencer in the living room decorating a chainsaw with different colored fake mustaches. How Spencer gets his ideas is beyond me. I didn't even bother to ask him about his sculptures. I learned a long time ago that although his sculptures are amazing, you just can't question them.
"Sup, Spence?" I said as I walked in, not bothering to knock at all.
"Hey Sam, girl who never knocks," he said, not taking his eyes off his sculpture.
"Yeah…," I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to Carly's room. Is she there?"
"Yeah but I don't think you should go talk to her just yet?"
"Uh why not?"
"Well," he said as he left his sculpture and sat down on the couch. I sat next to him. "She's very upset right now and she's in the shower. She took a chair in there again so who knows how long she is going to be there."
Damn it. I made Carly upset and the last thing I needed was for her to be upset for my outburst. Of all people, she is the least person who deserves my wrath. I shouldn't have yelled at her but I couldn't control myself at the time. I had to make it better somehow.
"I know, I know that she takes long showers when she is upset but I'm going to talk to her anyways. Did she by any chance tell you why she is upset?"
"Nope," shrugged Spencer.
"Okay," I said and with that, I ran upstairs to her room.
I know Carly doesn't like it when I go to her house and I walk in without knocking and I knew she was going to get pissed for barging into her bathroom but I needed to tell her that there was no reason for her to feel upset over what happened. It only happened because I never spoke to anyone about it and I needed to let it out. She needed to know that I didn't mean to yell at her. It could have been a hobo but it was Carly instead. Carly never locks her bathroom so I just walked. I wasn't afraid of seeing her naked or anything because she has shower curtains and the shower door sort of has this effect that makes anything inside look blurry.
"Carly?" I called out.
"Sam? Oh my god, what are you doing here? Please leave. I'm showering." She was panicking.
"Relax, Shay. I'm not going to sneak a peek, Last time I checked, I don't play for that team. I just need to talk to you," I said seriously despite the little joke I threw in there.
"Okay but can we please talk when I'm done?" asked Carly.
"Carly, I know you. You're going to be there for another three hours and I'm not very patient."
She didn't say anything. I sighed.
"Okay, Carly. I just want you to know that if you're in here because of the way I treated you yesterday, then you should just get out. I'm not mad at you and I never was. I don't want you to feel upset or guilty. I understand if you want to be alone so I'll just help myself to some food from your fridge and then I'll bounce okay?"
"Okay, I'll call you later."
"Later Shay."
I left her bathroom and walked back downstairs. I really did feel bad for hurting her feelings but at least I told her that she had no reason to feel upset over what I said. She needed time to get over it so I decided to just spend the rest of the day at home. I honestly didn't want to be at Carly's anymore because she made me feel even more guilty. Besides, my mom was out of town and I loved having the house to myself. As I walked down the stairs towards the living room, I saw Freddie sitting on the couch watching Celebrities Underwater. Spencer was nowhere to be seen.
"What are you doing here?" I asked suddenly and I knew I scared him because he jumped a little before he turned around.
"Oh… I was going to pitch some ideas to Carly but Spencer said that she's upset so I'm just waiting for her to come downstairs. Do you know why she's upset?"
I sighed deeply and my back hunched over, I walked towards the couch and I sat down next to Freddie. I didn't say anything. I simply nodded.
"So why is she upset?"
"Doesn't matter," I responded flatly. I wasn't even in the mood to joke around or to make some kind of sarcastic comment at him.
"Are YOU okay?" he asked when he noticed the seriousness of my tone.
"Eh, she's upset because of me. I kind of snapped at her."
"And that makes you upset because…?" asked Freddie.
"I don't like it when Carly is upset because of me," I confessed.
"Hmmm…," he nodded a few times. It was awkwardly quiet between us for a while.
"Can I ask you something?" he asked.
"I guess," I said.
"Why do you get so down when Carly gets upset because of you? When other people get angry or upset at you, you just brush it off."
I was quiet for a moment. I never really thought about it that way and I never really analyzed it but it's true. When other people are upset because of me, I really don't care. When Freddie or Gibby or Spencer are upset over me, I don't care as much as I care when it's Carly. I thought about it carefully. Since I wasn't really in a good mood anymore and I wasn't in the mood to act like a bitch, I decided to be honest with him.
"You of all people should know that I'm not the nicest person out there. I can't be like Carly. I've always been aggressive but I'm not like that completely. I know I have my flaws but I'm not a bad person. Carly is the only one who doesn't run away in fear when she sees me. She treats me like she treats everyone else. I respect that so if I ever do something to make her feel bad, I end up feeling worse because she doesn't deserve it. Out of everyone I know, she's been the one who cares the most…"
I let it all out. I didn't mean to but it happened and I couldn't do anything about it. Another awkward silence fell between us.
"Sam…," he said quietly. "You know the rest of us care about you right? I mean, we argue but I still care."
I don't know if he meant that romantically or in a friendly kind of way but I scoffed at him anyways.
"Yeah… right," I said in a whisper but it was loud enough for him to hear it. I lowered my head to look at the time on my phone and I left the apartment, suddenly not feeling hungry anymore. I couldn't really figure out at that moment why I was upset over what he said. I thought about it as I walked back home. He said he cared but there has been times when he claimed that I didn't care about him so I guess it was just natural for me to assume that he didn't care back. Just as I was beginning to fee a little better and maybe starting to get over Freddie, he had to somehow pull me back in but I refused to give him the satisfaction of his words getting to me. No way, no how.
Carly's POV.
I was sitting on a chair as I let the hot water from my shower fall on me. I wanted to make things better between Sam and Freddie but I didn't know where to start. I let this guilt consume me. Sam and Freddie were so good together even though they fought constantly and I had to be their counselor. Despite all the arguing, I could tell just how much they cared about each other. If they were mature enough to set their differenced aside to make their relationship work, then I had to find away for them to be mature enough to put their current issues aside and get back together.
I tried so hard to convince myself that it wasn't my fault because what I said to Spencer and his babysitter had nothing to do with Freddie. But still, what I said caused them to break up and I felt responsible. I must have been in the shower for more than I planned because I was starting to feel suffocated and my hands were incredibly… er… raising like. Sam barged into my bathroom and we had a small talk before she left. She said that she wasn't mad at me and she didn't want me to be upset. Her words made me feel better but I was still feeling guilty.
When I got out of the shower, I noticed that it was three in the afternoon. I was in the shower for a very long time. I decided to stay in and not go out so I put on some sweats and a pair of Uggs. I never wear them in public but they are just so comfortable to wear around the house. The loft was unusually quiet since Sam, Freddie, Gibby, and Brad are always around so I decided to go up to the studio to see if anyone was there. It was empty. I checked my room and no one was there. That was so odd.
Not having anyone in the loft made me feel a little more upset but I shrugged it off. It was a Saturday, anyways so everyone was probably busy. When I made my way downstairs, I noticed Brad sitting on the couch. He was watching something about computers on the TV.
"Hey Brad. What are you doing here?"
"Oh… I just wanted to see if you talked to Sam yesterday. Freddie was here for a while but he left a few minutes ago. He said you were upset about something. Are you okay?"
"I'm better," I said and I sat down next to him. "And yes, I did talk to Sam yesterday. She told me why she and Freddie broke up."
"So what happened?" he asked and we both moved so that we were facing each other. I almost wanted to giggle because we looked like two gossiping girls.
"Well, when Spencer was dating his old babysitter, I told them that they couldn't force their relationship to work. Sam and Freddie overheard me and they felt like what I said applied to them as well so they broke up. Right now everything is one sided though. Sam said that she feels bad about their fighting. She said that Freddie acts like nothing ever happened between them so she acts like it too. They are fighting for nothing, Brad. What are we going to do?"
I laid my head down a bit, feeling stressed again.
"I don't know. We can't leave them alone, they might just fight again."
"Ugh but that's all that comes to mind," I whined.
"I guess we just have to find some kind of trigger. We need to come up with a plan that makes them realize that what they are doing is dumb. It need to be natural so that none of them suspect that we have been planning on getting them back together. They both have to get it through their heads."
I smiled.
"Wow, Brad. I knew you were smart but I didn't think you were a genius. Thank you," I leaned towards him and gave him a big hug. When I let him go, his cheeks were red.
"Yeah uh… let's go to the studio and come up with a plan okay?"
Despite our optimistic attitudes towards our plan to get Sam and Freddie back together, we couldn't come up with any good ideas. Locking them up was no use like Brad said. Accidentally tripping Sam so that Freddie could catch her and they could somehow kiss was too unrealistic. We decided to quit for the day and Brad went home.
A few days later, Sam ,along with Freddie and Gibby, went to the Groovy Smoothie while Brad and I stayed in the studio. We were coming up with some ideas for the next iCarly but we used the time we had while they were away to come up with some good ideas. I was so desperate that I was actually googling ideas. Me and Brad were sitting on one bean bag chair together so we could both look at the laptop screen at the same time.
I was frustrated and I began to rub my temples in hopes of relaxing a bit. I heard a little ding and I noticed that Tori was online. Tori was the girl I met in LA. When I found out that she and my ex boyfriend, Steven, were seen together, we decided to investigate and it turned out that he was cheating on the both of us. After we humiliated him all over the internet, we became really good friends. Then an idea clicked.
"Hey, my friend Tori is online," I said and I opened a chat box so I could IM her.
"She's the girl you met in LA right?" he asked.
"Yeah. We were both dating the same guy and apparently he was cheating on us with each other. Stupid huh?"
"I'm really sorry about that."
"Ancient history," I smiled at him.
I sent her an IM and she quickly requested that we video chat. I clicked on accept.
"Hey Carly hey. What's up?" said Tori in a very happy tone. "Who's your friend?"
"Hey Tori. This is my friend Brad. He works with us here at iCarly."
"Oh that's great. So what's up guys? What's new?" she asked.
"I need a favor but please don't tell anyone. You know my friends Sam and Freddie right?"
"Of course! Who doesn't? Are they still together?"
"No, unfortunately…"
"Awww… what happened? They were so cute together."
"So I'm guessing you 'ship' them huh?" I asked, putting air quotes around the word ship. Our fans taught us what that means.
"Oh yeah. Are you planning on getting them back together?"
"What? How did you know?" My eyes were wide in shock. Was I that predictable?
"Oh I just guessed. People here at Hollywood Arts always come to me for couples counseling. It gets annoying sometimes but I like helping people out."
I explained it all to her. How they suddenly broke up and told us that they just weren't working out to how Sam snapped at me when she told me the truth. I told her about how we're trying to get them back together but we just can't seem to come up with any good ideas.
"Hmm… I see," said Tori. "I got it!"
"You do? Please tell me," I asked desperately.
"Sam can sing right? I mean, I saw her singing that day we met but we were all singing together that I couldn't tell if she's good or not."
I was wondering where this was going.
"Well… Sam is a good singer but I've never really seen her singing around anyone except for me. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I ask because here at Hollywood Arts, me and my friend Andre always sing during our school's events to let out our feelings. I once dated this guy named Ryder and when I found out that he was just using me, Andre wrote a good song for me to sing to him. He was so embarrassed because we out him on the spot. Andre fell in love with one of my friends, or I don't know if we're friends or not but whatever. Anyways, he fell in love with Jade but she has a boyfriend. So he sang the song to her just to let it out. She doesn't know that it was about her but the point is that singing gets the message across. Get Sam to sing a song. It might get Freddie's attention and it might make him see. Then he might want to talk to her. All you have to do is get Sam to agree to sing this song."
"That's a great idea," said Brad. "We get Sam to sing a song that somehow reminds Freddie of their relationship and everything will flow naturally from there. At least, I hope but nevertheless, it is a great idea."
"Yeah, Tori. Man I owe you one. But what song should we make her sing?"
"Use one of my songs. I am taking a songwriting class and we're supposed to write a song about a previous relationship. I wrote this song about my ex, Danny. My teacher also wants us to explore different genres. I'm more into pop so this song is a lot slower and it's acoustic. I already recorded it and Andre recorded an instrumental version. Sam can sing using that. I will email them to you. If your viewers like them, then I know I did a good job."
"Wow, Tori thanks," I said with a wide grin on my face.
"No problem, Carly. Hey I have to go, my annoying sister wants me to get her cream of wheat."
And with that, our video chat ended.
"She's good," said Brad.
"Yeah. So how do convince Sam to sing this song? She's not that gullible."
"That's true. Maybe I could send you guys a fake email suggesting a talent show. You and Gibby might have to sing something too just so she doesn't get suspicious. Sam may not get the best grades but she is not dumb."
"As long as she agrees to it, then I'm all for it. Thank Brad."
I closed the very little distance between with another tight hug. My lips curved into a smile as I hugged him. I pulled back and I smiled at him. His cheeks were red again and my heart began to beat a little faster. I cleared my throat and stood up when Sam, Freddie, and Gibby came back with smoothies.
The next day, I checked my email as well as the iCarly fan email and I got everything that I was waiting for. Tori sent me the song along with an instrumental version and the lyrics. I listened to the song and read the lyrics as I was walking home after school. The song was really good and it was a bit scary how much it actually reminded me of Sam and Freddie's relationship. I was beginning to this that this plan was too good to be true. I checked the iCarly fan email and it took me a while to find Brad's fake email but I finally found it. Everything was going according to plan.
Later that day, I was in the studio with Brad, Sam, and Gibby. Freddie was with his mom. He said that she wanted to spend more time with him so they went out to buy a bunch of puzzles and they solved them together which was perfect on our part. We didn't want Freddie to know about the whole singing thing because it would sort of ruin the surprise. We wanted him to be amazed with Sam, so amazed that it would maybe help him give him that courage to want to ask her out again.
I was on my laptop when I finally put the plan in motion.
"Hey, check out this email I got from one of our fans," I said and I gestured the three to come closer.
"What does it say?" asked Sam.
"Dear iCarly, my name is Cory and I am a huge fan of your webshow. I was watching clips from your very first webcast and it gave me an idea. I would love to see Carly, Sam, and Gibby showcase a talent, preferably singing. I especially want to see Carly and Sam sing. I hope you take this into consideration."
"Hmm… not bad," said Brad, nodding. "I think we should do it."
"No way." Sam shook her head in disagreement. "I am not singing on iCarly."
"Why not, Sam? I think we should do it," I said.
"No!"
"Okay, I'll make you a deal," I said, hoping to just say it before I began to regret it. "You pick ANY song for me to sing. ANY song and I won't object. I'll pick your song but I promise it won't be embarrassing and we can both pick Gibby's song."
Ugh… I didn't want to give Sam power but sometimes I forgot how hard it is to convince Sam to do something she doesn't really agree with. I figured that letting her pick a song for me would let her warm up to the idea of singing on iCarly but I know that she was going to dress me up in something ridiculous and make me sing something I am not comfortable with. She made a little wincing face and I knew that I convinced her.
"Okay, Shay but don't make me sing some cheesy pop song that is all over the radio."
"Yay, thank you so much Sam," I jumped and I gave her a big hug.
"THIS IS NOT FAIR!" I whined as Sam applied black eye shadow on my eyelids.
"Yes it is. You said I could pick ANY song and you wouldn't object. If you're going to make me sing THAT, then I am going to make you sing THIS," she laughed.
The plan was working wonderfully but unfortunately, it wasn't working too much in my favor. After listening to the song and after a lot of convincing, I finally got Sam to agree to singing the song that Tori sent me. She was a little suspicious at first but then she added insult to injury by saying that no way I could come up with a devious plan that will make Freddie fall in love with her again. I swear, if she could apply that smart brain of hers into our schoolwork, she would be on the honor roll. But I wasn't too upset over what she said. I didn't want to start another argument with her in fear that it would ruin the plan.
Since Sam had full control on what I was supposed to sing, she decided that it would be brilliant to do my make up as well. She put me in clothes I would never wear and did my make up in a way that I would never wear as well. At least SHE looked nice in her purple striped shirt and brown leather jacket. The things I have to go through for my best friends.
"Fine." I crossed my arms and I pouted as she finished with my make up.
The guys walked into the studio just as Sam was done with my make up.
"Okay, we have 30 seconds till we… HOLY CHIZ!"
Way to be subtle Freddie.
"Nice to see you too," I responded sarcastically to him.
Brad walked in and I could tell he was trying very hard not to laugh. He turned to Freddie. Freddie didn't know about us singing on the show. We had a week to rehearse our songs and we practiced when he wasn't around. I asked Brad if he could tell Freddie at the last minute that we added a new part to the show.
"Hey Freddie… we sort of planned something at the last minute so we're going to have to cut off the fun with bacon skit. Is that cool?"
"Uh… sure? Why didn't you guys tell me you were going to change the show."
"Hey, Fredturd, we have like ten second left."
"Okay, everyone in their positions… and in five, four, three, two."
"Hey, welcome to iCarly. I'm Carly and this is Sam."
"And if you are wondering why Carly looks like a hobo, she'll explain that right now," said Sam and nodded to the camera with an evil grin on her face.
"One of our fans named Cory asked me, Carly, and Gibby to sing a song for you guys so we're each going to sing a song throughout the show. For now, here's Gibby."
Sam and I moved aside and Gibby took center stage.
"GIBBY," he said out loud in his cocky tone and took off his shirt. I regretted telling him to sing the song he was about to sing but if I was going to embarrass myself, so was he. He took a microphone and began to sing.
"I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy, it hurts."
Everyone in the room burst into laughter as he sang the song. He was totally into the song and he even took some baby oil to rub on his belly. I looked over at Freddie for a while and I began to laugh even more. He looked mortified but he gave me a thumbs up, meaning that we had a lot of viewers. I guess making fools out of ourselves was totally worth it because it was funny and our viewers enjoyed it.
"I'm too sexy for this song," he finished and threw the microphone on the floor and walked away. We all cheered as Sam and I returned to the middle of the studio.
"Well," Sam said in between laughs. "That was Gibby. And you little boys how like seeing Gibby topless, I hope you enjoyed that because that's probably the last time we make him do that."
We moved on to our other planned skits and before I knew it, it as my turn to sing. I was so scared, especially because the song had a few bad words but Sam let me change them so I wouldn't sound too vulgar.
"Okay, now it's Carly's turn to sing. I picked out the song and I think you guys are going to enjoy this ten time more than Gibby. She will put Gibby to shame," bragged Sam.
"Okay," I said nervously as I picked up the microphone and Sam walked over to the car. "Here goes…"
I stood nervously in the middle of the studio by myself and I felt my hands shake a little. For some reason, I was more afraid of Brad making fun of me more than the rest of the world. Even though he has seen me rehearse. I didn't even understand why I was afraid of Brad watching me but I brushed it off. The music began to play and I began to whip my hair back and forth and jumping up and down. I didn't sing the whole song so I just started where I felt the most comfortable.
Here goes nothing…
Do it for your best friends…
Should I be feeling bad? No
Should I be feeling good? No
It's kind of sad I'm the laughing stock of the neighborhood
You would think that I'd be moving on
But I'm a sucker like I said
Effed up in the head, not!
Maybe she just made a mistake. I should give her a break
My heart will ache either way
Hey, what the hell, what you want me to say?
I won't lie that I can't deny
I must have looked stupid while I was singing. The original singer of this song sings it with an angry voce and there I was, singing with such a girlie voice while I thrashed around the studio. I looked over at Brad for a little while. While Freddie continued to look mortified and Sam and Gibby laughed their heads off, Brad was on the side, smiling. He wasn't making fun of me. He looked like he was enjoying my performance which made me feel even better. The chorus came on and I turned to look at the camera angrily to make the song more convincing.
I did it all for the nookie, the nookie
So you can take your cookie
And stick it up your, yeah!
Stick if up your, yeah!
Stick if up your, yeah!
Stick it up your, yeah!
I finally finished the song and I tried to catch my breath. I was tired but I had to admit that I had a little bit of fun. Sam and Gibby were still laughing like a bunch of maniacs so I had to do the next skit without them. By the end of the show, it was time for Sam to sing Tori's song. I was very nervous because as flawlessly as our plan was working so far, we had no idea if Freddie was going to do exactly what we predicted.
"Okay, we hope you enjoyed us messing with Lewbert again. If you have any ideas on how we can improve our prank… ing skills, please let us know."
"And now," Sam interrupted. "Tis the moment I have been dreading all day. It's time for me to sing a song that Carly forced me to sing. It's not as funny as the last two but if you guys like it, then I guess it's okay with me."
"A couple of weeks ago," I said, completely lying, "my friend Tori Vega from Los Angeles sent me this song that she was working on for her songwriting class. I really like the song so I thought that Sam should sing it. Shout out to all the kids of Hollywood Arts. You're going to be famous someday."
"Okay, okay, enough history. Let's get this over and done with."
I stepped off to the side and a pushed a button on Freddie's cart or whatever you want to call it and a soft acoustic tune began to play. Sam took a stool and sat on it as she held the microphone and brought up towards her mouth. I sort of felt bad for Sam because she had this miserable look on her face and I knew that she didn't want to go through with it but I knew that it was going to pay off. Freddie was going to see what an amazing singer she is and he'll hopefully realize what he's missing and will want to get back together with her. I couldn't handle living with the guilt if the plan failed.
Sam closed her eyes, took a deep breath and began to sing.
Cause you are my baby
I could never let you, no I can't let go
Can't live without
You're the only one for me, always
I just wanna stay in your love
I just wanna feel your heart
I just wanna feel you, hold you, see you once again
I can't wait, I can't wait to hate you
But I still believe we belong together, baby
As much as Sam said she hated the idea and hated the song, I could kind of tell that she let the lyrics get to her. She sang the song amazingly during rehearsals but she was perfect during the live taping. I had a feeling that she really analyzed the song and maybe realized that she can somehow relate to it.
Why do you leave me now
Baby really want you now
Bye, bye. Don't say goodbye
'Cause I really want to see you
Always be my baby
I know that you will always be mine
Don't you know you can't escape me?
'Cause you'll always be my babe
And every single day, I think of you
I can never shake you off and get you off my mind
I can't wait , I can't wait to hate you
But I still believe we belong together.
She sang the chorus one more time and man, did she sing it with emotion. When she was done, the studio was quiet. I think we were all amazed at how good of a singer Sam really is. I was frozen for a moment before I ran over towards her as she stood from the stool and smiled awkwardly at the camera.
"So there you have it folks. I hope you enjoyed this webisode of iCarly. Let us know what you though about our singing. Until next time, bye guys."
We both waved to the camera and the show was done. Sam excused herself because she needed to pee. I walked over to Brad and leaned towards his ear.
"What do you think Freddie is thinking?" I whispered in his ear. He simply shrugged his shoulders.
I watched Freddie as he was putting away his equipment and completely ignoring Gibby's comment about how oily his stomach was. He looked dazed. I noticed that his mouth was open and I assumed he was shocked.
"Wow," he breathed out. "She was amazing."
I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. It's a little lengthy compared to what I normally write. It's almost 2:30am and I felt the need to upload this before going to bed.
There were some cute Brad and Carly moments here. Their relationship will definitely develop more as the story progresses.
The song that Carly sang was "Nookie" by Limp Bizkit. I remember listening to this song a lot when I was little haha. The song that Sam sang is called "Always Be Mine" by Urban Zakapa. It's one of my favorite songs.
So the next chapter will be in Freddie's point of view and he will finally get the courage to ask Sam out again but like many multi chaptered fics, there will be a twist.
Review and please let me know what you think. Take care guys.