Hey guys. I apologize for taking so long to update. School is kicking my butt right now but I'm on spring break so I decided to take advantage of the free time and get this baby up as soon as possible. This chapter is a good one in my opinion. There will be a cliffhanger type of thing in the end so enjoy.
Getting a good night's sleep was no longer something I did every night. I no longer slept in peace because thoughts clouded my mind. Thoughts of her. Thoughts of Sam. I wanted to run back to the studio and tell her the breaking up was a mistake and that we should try and work it out but no, our break up was mutual and respected the fact that we wanted to mature a little before giving our relationship another go. But the time I've spent without her has been agonizingly slow. I didn't want to wait for us to become more mature. I wanted to get back together with so bad but aside from the fact that it was mutual, other things held me back.
I don't know what came over me when I told her I loved her the night we broke up. The reason why I decided to try out a relationship with Sam was because she was the very first girl to REALLY like me. Not because I'm a web celebrity or because I have, and I quote Gibby, "a boyish smile." Sam's feelings towards me were truly genuine and her confessing her feelings towards me made me see her in a new light. The more time we spent together since we started iCarly, the more I cared about her. I denied it of course because Sam and I were not friends. We were never friends and that's how everyone saw us. That's how I saw us and I'm sure that's how she saw us. But all the time we spent together really proved to show us that between Sam and I, a friendship could be made. When she kissed me, I realized how much Sam was struggling deep inside. It must have taken so much courage to kiss me the way she did. I finally understood why she began to treat me worse then before but at the same time wanting to spend time with me and using Brad as an excuse. What pained me the most was how much she beat herself up for liking me. She was so damn sure I was going to humiliate her in front of millions of people because she knew she had done it to me in the past. But I'm not Sam. If I were a few years younger, I would have jumped at the opportunity to give her a taste of her own medicine but I know what it's like to struggle with your feelings. The night she kissed me, and the following week, I thought about her. I began to see all these little details about her that I was oblivious about until she finally kissed me at school that night. I noticed how her curls bounced along with her when she jumped for joy. I began to notice the color of her beautiful eyes, the way her face lit up when she finally gets her hands on a plateful of her favorite food, and her smile. Oh man, her smile is to die for. Then I realized that I liked Sam a lot more than I thought I did so I kissed her in front of millions of people around the world.
Being with Sam was not as easy but I didn't expect a relationship with her to be a walk in the park. We fought a lot and it drove our friends crazy to the point where they were wiling to break up apart. However, at the end of the day, we cared too much about each other to break up. It wasn't until we realized that maybe we were rushing our relationship. Maybe we were forcing us to work so we called it off. I would have beaten myself up if I didn't tell her how I truly felt about her when we broke up. I wanted her to know that my feelings for her are real and I wanted to give her hope for the future. When she said it back, my heartbeat was so fast, I almost fell but that kiss she gave me brought back the strength I needed to stay on my feet. She gave me hope as well.
Unfortunately, I almost lost hope completely. The pain of breaking was too much for me to handle and I don't know if she felt the same way. Somehow, we began acting like our relationship never happened. We fought constantly but this time, it wasn't playful and it wasn't petty. I was only going along with it because I didn't want to look like an idiot but I wondered if Sam was doing the same. She's such a good actress because sometimes I actually believed that she was beginning to hate me.
All the hope I lost was soon injected right back into me the day I heard her sing for the first time. It was such a beautiful song and the lyrics spoke to me. Somehow, and maybe I'm crazy for thinking, I started to believe that she sang that song to me. Maybe she sang it because she couldn't say it to me. Maybe, just maybe, Sam was still in love with me.
All I wanted to hold her and tell her to screw this break. I wanted to tell her that it doesn't matter how immature we may be. I wanted to grow mature with her and finally have that relationship that I could tell my grandchildren about. I wanted to start over with her but that meant I had to clear a few things with Carly first. Carly and I sort of dated for like 48 hours and I clearly remember telling her that I wanted to wait for my leg to get better and we could try dating again. My leg got better but we never talked about our relationship again. Sam is different. I didn't want to become more mature and then never talk about relationship again. I'm in love with her.
I walked out of my apartment and walked into the Shay's apartment which is always unlocked. How Spencer and Carly haven't been robbed is beyond me. The living room was empty and all I could hear is the faint beat of a Cuddlefish song coming from upstairs so I made my way towards Carly's room. Sure enough, Carly was in her room, reading a magazine. She turned down the music when she saw me walk in.
"Hey Freddie. How are you?" she greets me with a kind smile. She patted the space next to her bed and I sat down.
"I need to talk to you, Carly," I say in a serious tone. "It's about Sam."
Her face drops. She knew instantly that this wasn't going to be one of our playful conversations.
"What happened Freddie?" she asked.
"Do you know the real reason why Sam and I broke up?" I looked at her with a serious face, asking her to tell me the truth.
"I can't lie to you, Freddie," she sighed. "I know it's all my fault. You know that what I told Spencer had nothing to do with you."
"No, no, Carly. I don't blame you. I just kind of regret breaking up because of that. You know that song she sand on iCarly the other day?"
She nodded.
"Well… that song made me realize that arguing with Sam isn't going to get us back together. I need to get her back. I miss her so much!"
"Aww Freddie," Carly shrieks as she pulled me into a hug. "I'm so happy you finally realized that. I've been feeling so guilty. All I want is for you two to be happy."
"Thanks Carly," I smiled at her but it quickly faded. "I need to get some things straight first though."
"Okay…"
"I want to know why we never talked about OUR relationship once my leg got better," I asked her.
"Um… wow Freddie. I totally didn't expect that. Uh… I sort of figured that we came to a silent agreement about that. We were never serious about each other. I thing that it didn't work out between us because you and Sam are meant to be together."
"So you felt that too huh? I too didn't feel like we needed to talk about what happened between us but it's different with Sam. I want to be able to come to terms with whatever it is that we had. I don't want to wait till I'm a little more mature only to not talk to Sam about possibly rekindling our relationship. I'm in love with her."
"I understand Freddie and I'm glad we could finally come to terms with this." She smiled at me.
"Me too."
We hugged for a moment.
"So are you going to talk to Sam?"
"I am. Tomorrow I'm going to ask her to meet me after school so we can talk about getting back together. I refuse to believe that she didn't sing that for me the other."
"Aw Freddie, I'm so happy for you." She gave me another hug and we spent the rest of the day watching TV and talking about what exactly I was going to say to Sam.
Brad's POV
I stood in front of Carly's locker, checking my phone every once in a while as I waited to Carly. She sent me a text message saying she wanted to talk to me. I looked around, hoping to see her soon and I spotted her by the water fountain, waiting to get a sip of water. I smiled as I watched her closely.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't notice Carly before. I'm a huge fan of iCarly and I always thought Carly was beautiful. When I transferred to Ridgeway, I used to watch her from a distance. I wasn't stalking her but I'd see her in the hall sometimes and I sort of developed an infatuation with her that quickly went away when I realized what kind of guys she liked. Carly had some high standards. The guys she dated were tall, tan, and muscular. I was always short, pale, and skinny. I also noticed how she would make fun of Freddie sometimes for being a nerd and that's when I realized that I would never be with a girl like her. I began to think of her as shallow and superficial. I guy like me would never get a chance.
When I found out that the people of iCarly were hiring interns, I jumped at the opportunity. Not because I wanted to be close to Carly, I was over her by then, but because it was such a great opportunity for me. Getting to know these people made me realize that there is more to them than what they show on the web. They are a lot cooler and nicer when you get to know them, especially Carly. She trusted me and confided in me when she began to feel guilty over Sam and Freddie's break up. The more vulnerability she showed me, the more I appreciated the fact that she trusted me so much and the more my feelings for her grew. I don't know how it happened but I began thinking about her constantly, wanting to spend time with her. I decided to tell her about my feelings for her, hoping that she would feel the same way.
My heart started pounding against my chest when she was done drinking water and she smiled when she saw me as she made her way towards her locker.
"Morning, Carly," I said. Even a simple good morning was difficult to say around her.
"Hey Brad. I need to tell you something," she said eagerly.
"What is it?"
"Our plan to get Sam and Freddie together worked. Eep! I'm so happy." She jumped up and down before jumping into my arms. Her arms were tight around my neck.
"Really? That's great!" I said. "So they are back together now?"
"Not really. Freddie is going to ask Sam to meet him after school right about now," she said as she sort of shoved me so that we were looking at Freddie who didn't seem to notice that we were staring at him.
As we watched Freddie, I decided to not be a coward and ask Carly out.
"Uh… Carly? I need to tell you something," said quietly as if we were spying on Freddie, which we were… in a way.
"Yeah what is it?"
Okay, Brad. It's now or never.
"Would you uh… would like to go on a date with me?" I blurted out.
Carly's head snapped right up and she was staring at me with wide eyes.
Freddie's POV.
I could feel Carly and Brad's eyes burning a hole somewhere on my body as I stood by my locking, hoping to see Sam walk by. To be honest, they weren't exactly making this easy. The way they were staring at me made me so uncomfortable and I was beginning to sweat. I could feel my knees wobbling and I had to lean back against my locker to keep me from falling in an embarrassing manner.
Sam finally made her way through the hall and she was eating with a breakfast burrito in one hand and a fatcake on the other. I smiled and my nervousness eased a bit. It's little things like that that made me fall in love with her.
"Hey, Sam," I shouted because she was walking fast and she basically dashed right through the hall.
"What is it, Fredward?" she asked as she turned and walked towards me, taking a huge bite out of her burrito.
"I need to tell you something. It's very important but we don't have a lot of time because school is about to start. Meet me after school?"
"Eh sure. Later!" And with that, she walked away. I let out a huge sigh of relief.
The day went by a lot slower than I expected. Sam and I have only one class together and that's an elective. Our very last class of the day is painting. I wanted to take it because well, it was the more interesting electives out of the ones my counselor offered. Sam wanted to take it because she thought of it as an easy A but it turns out that she actually really enjoyed that class.
When we were in our final class (FINALLY), my legs were shaking like crazy. I just wanted the class to end so I could tell Sam that I didn't care about our differences. I just wanted to be with her, hold her, kiss her, brush her hair, and go on smoothie dates with her. I missed her so much.
Sam didn't sit next to be but she sat on the table next to me which was half empty. Sam was the only one who sat on a table by herself. I moved my head so that I was looking at her. She looked distracted. Either that or she didn't really care about being in the class. As soon as the tardy bell rang, a guy I've never seen before walked into the room and handed the teacher a paper. She looked around the room and told him that he could sit next to Sam.
"Welcome to Ridgeway," I heard the teacher say as this guy made his way towards the half empty table.
I looked at Sam, feeling sort of jealous that I wasn't the one sitting next to her but something made me feel uneasy. Sam shifted her eyes so that she could glance at the guy walking towards her. She looked down but she quickly looked up again and she sat straight. Her eyes widened and if I'm not mistaken, they seemed to lit up when she saw the new guy. A huge smile formed on her face as she stared at him. He sat down next to her and my hear broke. The new guy leaned in and gave her a big hug.
"Oh my god, Mickey. I can't believe this," she said, he smile only growing wider.
Mickey? So she knew this guy?
"Sam, I didn't expect to see you here on my first day," he said with an equally happy voice.
"When did you move back to Seattle?" asked Sam. "I haven't seen you since we were seven.
"I know. Well, my mom was feeling homesick and she recently broke up with her boyfriend. The move was so spontaneous but I'm glad to see that you haven't moved away.
"Me too."
I couldn't help watching them throughout the entire class. Maybe Sam was over me. Maybe it was all my fault. I should have fought to keep up together but I guess we gave up too easily. I was paying the price.
When the final bell rang, I didn't bother to wait for Sam outside. She was too busy catching up with her old friend Mickey. I walked out of class, not bothering to tell Sam that I didn't want to talk anymore.
Aww so that was kind of sad huh? Trust me, this won't last. I just really wanted there to
be something that spark some drama. Also, I know this chapter is kind of short but it's a filler.
Please, please, please review. Your feedback is appreciated.
I'll try to update as soon as I can. In the next chapter, Carly and Brad may or may not go on their first date and we will finally know how Sam and Mickey know each other.