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SPOV:

The moment was perfect. His lips were on mine and it felt like heaven. I was in a different world. Was I really kissing Freddie Benson for real? Our eyes closed and I know we kissed for at least five minutes. I can't believe I was so scared that he wouldn't like me back.

He finally released because he could hardly breath. Freddie never let go of my hand. He pulled me up from the hallway floor and smiled. That adorable smile that I loved.

We walked back into Carly's apartment together. She sat on the couch, staring at us. She seemed really mad.

"Uh, Carly, I talked to Sam out in the hall and well, I'll just say it was a good talk." He winked.

"What do you mean?" asked Carly, confused.

"Well, Sam let me know that she has some feelings for me. And, well, I like her a lot too. Then, we kissed for like five minutes and it was so spontaneous and amazing and I loved it."

Carly just stared at us in amazement. She looked furious. I didn't think I would be a problem at all before she seemed so mad.

"Well?" asked Freddie.

Carly was speechless. Tears ran down her face. Freddie and I were extremely confused. What was her problem? She began stomping and pouting. She was acting like a five-year-old who didn't get the toy she wanted.

"I hate you Freddie! Gosh I thought you loved! What is your problem?" Carly cried.

"Carly, calm down. You never loved me and I never really loved you. Here's the truth. I just starting trying to 'love' you because I thought Sam would never even consider liking me. I've always loved Sam."

I couldn't believe he said that. He loved me! He really said he loved me! "You, you what, Freddie?" I asked.

"I love you. Always have and always will." He confidently smiled.

I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Carly watched in disgust and ran upstairs. I was planning on going after her, but Freddie didn't let go. He kept kissing and kissing, more and more.

"I know love is a big word, but I really do love you! I want you to be my girlfriend, Sam. You told me you liked me so I'll be the one to ask you out."

"I'd love to go out with you Freddie." I smiled.

He hugged me tight like never before.

"We should go check on Carly, shouldn't we?" he asked.

I nodded as we ran up the stairs. She sat in a beanbag chair in the iCarly studio. Carly was holding a scrapbook. She looked really upset.

"Knock knock?" said Freddie.

"What?" asked Carly angrily.

"We wanted to check on you."

"No, just go make out with Sam."

"I mean I'd love to, but I'd still like to make sure my best friend is okay. I didn't think you'd have a problem at all with me being Sam's boyfriend."

"That's not it, Freddie, it's that you made me think you loved me."

"Well, I'm sorry, can we please just move on? I'm going out with Sam, no matter what it takes."

"Okay, fine," Carly replied, "You can go to your apartment though. I need some alone time right now, to think."

"Alright, I'm sorry for whatever I did. Come on, Sam."

I looked back and Carly. What a brat! She wants every guy for herself and when I finally have a relationship with Freddie, she goes crazy. I thought she was going to be thrilled and full of joy about it, but of course, there's always a twist. A little twist of Carly's drama.

FPOV:

I don't even know what to say about Carly. I mean, yeah, maybe I used to like her as more than a friend, but definitely not now, especially after seeing how much of a brat she really is. Now, I just want to be with Sam and kiss her some more. That'll get me in a much better mood.

I held her hand and walked to my apartment. I loved the feel of her hand interlocked with mine. They fit perfectly together. We belonged together. I knew it too was when kissed. I never knew that Sam and I would ever be like this. Making out, holding hands, actually taking up for each other… it's so different, but I like it. I love it actually, just like I love everything about her. I've known her for so long and we're just getting started in a relationship.

I opened the door for her and welcomed her into my apartment. She doesn't come here much. She tries to avoid my mother, who dislikes Sam… a lot. She totally disapproves of her and if she knew I was going out with Sam now, she'd probably freak out. But I've got to tell her sometime, so I'd better do it soon.

I looked down. Sam was still holding my hand. I smiled. I never really thought that Sam was the type of girl who loves holding hands, cuddling, and kissing a lot. She seemed like more of the just "hang out" kind of girl. But I love that she enjoys kissing because gosh, I love it coming from her.

We sat on my couch. We still held hands.

I smiled at her. "So, what do you want to do, my love?"

Sam giggled. "Oh, I dunno." She twirled her hair with her finger and showed a flirty grin.

"Here, I have an idea," I said.

"What?"

I smiled. "Lay down."

"Alright then." She grinned.

"Now, what are you craving at the moment?"

"You know mama loves her fat cakes."

I laughed. You gotta love Sam's food cravings. "Well, think of how much you want a fat cake right now. Think about how much you crave it."

This put her in a daze.

I crawled closer to her on the couch. My body hovered over hers and I held myself up with my hands. We began to kiss. After a few minutes, we made out. Finally, after a while, we were both out of breath. I squeezed beside her and cuddled with her.

As I sat there, I began to think how this could be Carly and me. Sitting on the couch together, without a care in the world. But this was Sam and I had never pictured it before. I want to know that Carly is okay, even if I'm now dating Sam.

I kissed her a little more as we cuddled together, and then stood up. "Can we go check on Carly? She seemed really upset."

After remembering what Sam said earlier, I regret saying that. I was beginning to think she was right. All I talk about is Carly… And to have a good relationship with her, I can't be like that.

Sam sighed. "Freddie, really?" she whined.

"Come on Sam, really quick? She's still our best friend."

"Fine."

She got up and held my hand again. She really must enjoy holding my hand. I chuckled to myself.

We walked to Carly's apartment and knocked on the door. No answer? We knocked again. There was still no answer. I tried opening the door and it was unlocked, so we walked in.

"Carly!" I shouted.

"Carls!" yelled Sam.

"Hey, Sam, look!" A note was left on the kitchen counter.

Dear Spencer,

I just wanted to let you know that you might not ever see me again. I'm sorry. I hate to do this because I love you very much and when I feel I can be seen again, then I'll tell you where I am. I bet you're wondering why I'm leaving. Well, long story short, Freddie loves Sam and I thought he loved me. I got really upset because I know this sounds crazy, but I was actually going to ask him out tonight. I really did like him a lot. I actually loved him. I know you're probably worried about me right now, but please don't. I'll be okay. I'll find someone to live with. I didn't ask you to because I just want to start over with new people. I hope you understand. I love you Spencer. Goodbye. I'll miss you so much.

Sincerely, Carly

Sam looked at me. We were both speechless. My jaw just dropped open.

She kept staring into my eyes. "What did we do, Freddie?" Tears ran down her face. I've never seen Sam cry much before. Well, she's cried with other people around, but not with just me. I felt like I was supposed to comfort her, so I did. I hugged her and put my hand through her beautiful, curly blonde hair.

I can't believe I really caused Carly run away. I started to cry too.