Chapter 12

Thank you guys for all your reviews & alerts & faves! I SHALL NOW GIVE YOU BACON.
&GRRR, I'm still sad about how iCarly will end this year. But I still hope the cast will stay good friends because they grew up together and been through so much… D: iCarly & the cast's friendship will forver be in my heart.

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. Nor will I ever own it. But I want it. Christmas present?

~Please read Author's Note at the end; I need your opinion on something.~

Narrator's P.O.V.

"Hey Freddie. How's it going?" Carly asked her boyfriend, swinging her arms around his neck and giving him a peck on the lips.

Freddie didn't kiss back, in fact, he felt uncomfortable with all the kisses. "I'm good," He said, gently pushing Carly away. He walked to his locker, Carly following behind. He opened it, and took his books out for the next class. "I have to go to class, see you."

"See you later babe." Carly replied. She was in a good mood today, a good enough mood to ask Freddie why he hasn't been partying and hanging out with them after school lately. Of course, Freddie didn't tell Carly about the tutoring with Sam because she'll just get overprotective of her "boyfriend" and get Sam hurt. And Freddie didn't want Sam getting hurt.

Carly blocked Freddie's way to his next class by stretching her arms and legs out, each body part touching the lockers on both sides. So, like a jumping jack position, but you're not actually jumping. "Hey babe."

"Carly, I need to get to my next class. We only have 4 minutes of passing periods." Freddie stated, trying to get past the curious-minded brunette.

"No. I'm not letting you past until you start explaining." Carly said, crossing her arms across her chest.

"What's there to explain?" Freddie asked, completely oblivious to what she was trying to ask.

"What's there to explain!" Carly mocked, "You haven't been with us lately! Like, hanging out after school! You're never there, and so I look like a fucking loner in the corner. Because my boyfriend isn't there!"

You kiss with a lot of other guys, you won't be a fucking loner! Freddie thought. "I've been helping with charity." He lied.

"Charity? Over partying? Are you serious? Charity isn't important!" Carly shouted. At this time, the hallways were empty so you could hear echoes through the quiet halls from their shouting.

"Charity is important!" Freddie argued.

"Damn Freddie, you're hiding something from me, aren't you?" Carly narrowed her eyes at him, taking a step forward.

"No, I'm not." Freddie denied, trying to get past her. Carly just reached out and grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers. Freddie tugged her hand off.

"You're hiding something. Are you dating some other chick? I swear—"

"No. I'm not dating another chick." Freddie sighed, pinching his nose. He may be in love with another girl, but he's not a cheater.

"Then what?" Carly pushed.

"Nothing."

"You tell me right now!"

"Okay! I tutor Sam after school! Every day! Or whenever she's available." Freddie admitted, switching his weight to his other foot.

"What the hell? You're hanging out with that bitch?" Carly gasped.

"I'm tutoring her."

Carly was about to say something else, but the bell rang, signaling they only had one minute left to get to class. "Whatever. I can't get another detention. Spencer's already ashamed of me, and if I get one more fucking detention, then I don't know what's gonna happen to him. Damn it, Spencer can't appreciate me for who I am!" Carly yelled, stomping off to class.

"Or who you've become." Freddie mumbled, shaking his head and heading for his next class.

"So, what do you need help on today?" Freddie asked, dropping his backpack on the floor next to her study table.

"I need to write a poem about love." Sam said, making a grossed-out emphasis on the word 'love.'

"Oh, for what?" Freddie asked, sitting on her bed and pulling one of the stuffed animals he won for her at a carnival to his chest.

"English, Fredbag." Sam replied, getting out a blank piece of paper and a pencil. "I honestly thought you'd be smarter than that." She commented, sitting down on a chair in front of the study table. She shoved away the other things that were covering the free space on her table. She then placed the paper and pencil on it.

"I meant," Freddie said, "Why is your class making poems about love?" Freddie walked over to her and kneeled beside her on the floor.

"I don't know." Sam answered honestly, and she saw the way Freddie fidgeted uncomfortably on the ground. "Here, take the chair instead." She offered, standing up and grabbing his hand to pull him up.

"Then how will you sit?" Freddie asked.

"Eh, I'll just stand." Sam moved out of the way so he could sit down. Freddie sat down and wrapped his arms around Sam's waist before picking her up and setting her between his legs so she could sit.

"It's fine, you can sit down with me." Freddie told her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer. Freddie's crotch touched Sam's ass, so he turned on like a switch just like that. But, he was sure she couldn't feel it… hopefully.

"Okay." Sam said, completely comfortable with this position. "How am I supposed to write about love when I don't even know what love is." Sam stopped and smirked. "I wanna know what love iiiiiis, I want you to show meeee." She sang. "Yeah, anyway."

"Well, think about the time when you last loved something or someone." Freddie said, giving her advice. And, immediately Sam's mind flashbacked to the time when they broke up in the elevator.

"I'll just tell the teacher I didn't do it because I don't know how to explain it." Sam said, shoving the paper away in her folder.

"But won't you get in trouble?" Freddie asked, grabbing her pencil on the table and fiddling around with it.

"Nah, I have a homework pass." She winked. Freddie chuckled and placed his hands on her waist, pulling her closer to him.

Now this move, Sam didn't understand. But Freddie did. He missed Sam, and he missed being close to her. Sam, on the other hand, didn't know why he was doing this. Friends aren't supposed to act this… affectionate. A boy isn't supposed to act like this to a girl when he has a girlfriend. It's just plain wrong. But then again, a girl isn't supposed to go with the flow when she knows that the boy has a girlfriend. This rule applies to all normal people.

But the thing is they're not normal.

And plus, Carly deserves it anyway. She's been bitching around Sam ever since her deal with Cindy. She deserves to be cheated on, Sam knew this. But she knew it was plain wrong to be cheated on.

Sam got up when Freddie's phone began to ring. He reached into his pocket and pulled it out. Not bothering to see the caller id, he answered it. "Hello?"

"Freddie!" Carly's voice squeaked.

"Oh, hey Carly." Freddie answered.

"Where are you! You're supposed to be at Ray's party! Why aren't you here?" Carly scolded.

Freddie was tired of lying, so he replied, "I'm tutoring Sam." Sam's head snapped to Freddie when he said her name.

"Why are you tutoring that slut again? She deserves to fail!"

'Like you.' Freddie thought. "Look, I need to go."

"Freddie, I told you to never hang out with her or see her ever again! Now you get your ass down here at Ray's or else…"

"No, no, you listen to me, Carly." Freddie sighed. "I deserve to have the right to hang out with anyone I want, alright? And if you can't accept the fact that I want to do that, then I will break up with you." Freddie threatened. Sam's eyebrow rose at the tone of his voice.

"Ugh! Fine!" And at that, Carly hung up.

Freddie shook his head in disappointment and placed his phone on the table. "Alright, well, anything else you need help with?

"Nope, but I got math homework." Sam got up to go get her math book from her bookshelf and sat down in her chair.

13 torturing problems later, Sam was asleep with her head laid down on the table. The moonlight reflected right off her hair and made her face look paler than usual. Her moonlit dirty blonde hair cradled her head in such a way that made Freddie want to kiss her right on the lips.

But he couldn't do that. Why?

Because he has a girlfriend. Why?

Because Carly asked him out and he said yes. Why?

Because he thought things would go back to normal after Sam and his' break up. But it didn't. Why?

Because his girlfriend is mean to Sam, instead of being nice. And he puts up with Carly. Why?

He honestly didn't know.

He knew that Carly was treating Sam like shit, but he didn't do anything. Why? He didn't know the answer to that either.

He just got with Carly because he had nothing else to do, and he thought things would go back to normal, you know, when he "loved" Carly. He knew Carly was mean to Sam, but he doesn't do anything. He just can't, and he doesn't know why. But he will soon. Once he grows a pair and has the guts to stand up to her. For Sam. The one he's ever even loved. Truly loved.

And that brings us back to the question of why Freddie is with Carly.

Freddie looked at Sam's sleeping figure and smiled. She's so beautiful. He thought. Why did we ever break up? Now I can't get with you… because of Carly. Freddie smiled sadly and picked Sam up bridal style, and placed her gently on the bed. Freddie pulled the sheet covers over her. He softly stroked the blonde strands and sighed. He felt like getting into bed with her and cuddling all night, but he can't because of two reasons.

One, he has a girlfriend.

Two, his mother has a day off work. Every other day, she has morning shift and night shift. She sleeps at the hospital. Surprisingly, because of this, she's not very over-protective of Freddie anymore. A fact that relieves Freddie.

He kissed Sam's forehead, whispered a soft goodnight, gathered up his materials, and walked back to his home.

Actually, I wasn't going to update until tomorrow, since it's Memorial Day today & that means many people are going to be out, but I Reeeeally wanted to ask you guys something.
You see, I'm a fan of Jennette McCurdy, & I really loved her song "Homeless Heart," so I looked up some covers on Youtube. So, I wanted to show you guys, & I saw two covers that I loved! & I was wondering if you guys wanted to watch it, :DD Jennette should see these covers. -.- :P
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