JUSTUFF: Hey every1! I decided to post because most of my favorite authors haven't been posting much lately, and so I can't read anything new. So, since I'm even boreder than I was before, I decided, hey, I should at least update for you guys!

Disclaimer: iCarly is not in my hands. It is in Dan Schneider's! Go Dan!

Sam's POV

Well, after last night I woke up in a giddy mood. And, if you know me, that is not very typical of me. But then I remembered the whole iLove You thing from last night too, so…I turned un-giddy again.

I trudged out of the bed, knowing I should get up because today, tomorrow, and we leave. I bumped into Freddie in the bathroom, who was brushing his teeth.

"Hey," I said awkwardly.

"Hey," He responded, his voice as coated with awkwardness as mine. I wasn't really sure why he felt just as awkward as I felt. I mean, he really shouldn't feel awkward. Yeah, we've only been together for a couple of days, but we've developed our relationship a lot. I mean, I love him! That's not something that just grows over night with the Puckett's.

"So," I replied, "Mind if we share sinks? I kind of got to brush my teeth too." He looked at me through the mirror above the counter the sink was connected to. He slid over and gave me half the sink. I wanted the whole sink, but, you know, I can't really stay mad at Freddie. I love him for Dan's sake (A/N: ~Sorry! Just had to throw that in there~!)! I went over to the sink, and grabbed my toothbrush that was laying on the side of it. I grabbed the Colgate tube which was right by his arm, and started brushing my teeth. If I thought it was awkward before…ha ha…

I was an idiot.

We were just brushing our teeth. I know that's what we're supposed to do, we're not really supposed to, you know, talk with toothpaste and a toothbrush inside your mouth, but you could feel it in the air. I know what awkward feels like because I felt it in the atmosphere when the Psychotic Bird he calls "Mom," walked into his new "apartment." It felt like…

Well, Awkward.

It can't get more simple than that.

Anyways, back to my story. That wasn't just the only awkward thing. I suggested we go out back on the streets, hoping to break the awkwardness…but it just made it worse. We didn't say one word.

I wish Carly were here. She is an expert on guys. One time, she said that this guy, Richard Robert Reader, was going to ask her out at 3:05pm through texts in exactly 3 weeks. I kept score, and guess what I found out that day…

She's Boy Psychic.

So, she really could've helped me out, or at least break the ice between us. We didn't even hold hands. Just walked.

I mean, after last night, you would've thought Freddie would be more confident about our relationship, not shyer about it. I had a right, a reason…he really didn't. I just wondered what was on his mind.

Then, I thought about Carly again. I could call her! Yeah! I reached in my pocket and didn't feel my phone. Oh, darn it! It's in the room! I remembered.

Oh, well, I thought. I guess I'll get it later.

So, on and on we went, not talking, not doing anything, just walking. I swear, if we weren't walking, we might as well have been rocks. I kept thinking that it had to get better. We've never gone a single day without talking to each other, ever since we had met. I sighed a mental sigh.

Why does HE feel so awkward? I couldn't but think.

"You wanna go back to the hotel? Or are you hungry?" He questioned. Well, this is better, I thought. At least we're talking. And I was sort of hungry, and this could be the chance to break the ice…

"Do you really need to ask that?" I asked, chuckling.

"He chuckled as well, but we soon went back to silence.

Yet Again.

We had wasted our whole day. OUR WHOLE DAY.

It was just like a blackout had gone throughout the building of mine and Freddie's relationship un-awkwardness.

Finally, at the end of the day, I confronted him.

"Freddie?" I asked. We were back at the hotel, while we were watching boring Italian movies (which Freddie actually seemed to be quite into.) But we hadn't said a word through it.

Surprise, Surprise.

"Yeah?' He questioned, turning down the volume so he could hear me better.

"Why do you feel so awkward being with me today?" I interrogated. He froze up.

"Wh-What do you mean?" He tried to cover up.

"I mean what I just said," I stated.

"Well, you've been acting weird today too," He turned back on me. "I'll tell you why I'm feeling awkward, if you tell me why you're feeling awkward. You first, Sam."

Then. It was my turn to freeze up.

I was not ready for this, and surely was taken aback by surprise.

"Well, Sam," He said, a smug look on his face, "Waiting."

I took a deep breath, and took him by the hands. "I love you, Freddie, and I've never loved anyone else before," I said, tears filling up in my eyes. OK, now he's blurry. "And I didn't know how to tell you. But I guess, I guess now I already got it out of the way, so we're good here. Now, your turn." I wiped the tears away from my eyes before some made their way out and slid down my cheek, because I've been holding them in for too long that they had built up so much, half-a-tear could bring all the water swooping down. He didn't look touched, but relieved and shocked.

What?

"Sam, I…that's exactly why I felt awkward," Now he was squeezing my hand so tight, and the tears had stopped. I was scared he was about to dump me, leave me, and instead, he loves e too?

Looks like I didn't need the Boy Genie Psychic Person after all!

After that moment we hugged, felt better about ourselves, went back to normal, and we continued watching Italian movies, even me. I sucked it up for Freddie's sake.

I mean, I sucked it up, for Freddie's sake!

But we weren't really paying attention to the movie if you know what I'm saying.

So, did you like it? It was fun to write. I've never really done one where I don't have to pause my typing to do a lot of these "". So, bye bye!

Ta ta, Ciao,

Or, bye, as the Germans say it!

With lots of 3

~Zazeendot

SAYING OF THE CHAPTER: Ballons Pop, Zazeen-Dot!

It doesn't rhyme, but it was fun to write!

R E V I E W !