Okayy. If the FanFiction gods have mercy on my fingers today, then this will be the last chapter. It's funny, because most times I read fanfics, people are all like I'm so sad! I'm gonna miss this story! Well, that's not the case for me. This thing is a pain in the but. I might start doing more one-shots cause these things can just wear a sister out. Okay, enough about me, you came to hear about Freddie and Sam. Hopefully:)

My Last Disclaimer:: I do not own iCarly or its characters. I only own what they do in this story:]

SPOV

I walked into the school entrance to find Freddie and Carly sitting...kind of close to each other on the stairs. I felt a little twinge of something when I saw her whisper in his ear. Why is she doing that? Is Freddie deaf all of a sudden? I walk up to them.

"Hey guys....how's it goin'?" I ask, looking directly at Freddie.

"Bad. Really, really, bad." Carly answers for him. Why was she answering for him? Freddie just sat there and stared at the ground.

"Freddie? Are you feelin' okay?" I asked him, kind of not like me but I didn't care. I hadn't been acting like myself for a week now. Not since Freddie told me he had feelings for me. I just, didn't exactly know what to do with that bit of information.

Freddie continued to look at the ground, as if I didn't say anything. What was his problem? He was acting really different then how he'd been acting lately and it was sort of bugging me. Carly took out her phone after that and sighed.

"Ughh. It's Spencer. I'll be right back guys." Then she left me and Freddie alone on the stairs. I decided to take the seat she had once been on. Normally, it would have been kinda weird, but, considering I haven't been acting normal, I thought why not?

"Hey." I said, simply.

"Hey." He answered so quietly I almost didn't catch it. I wonder what had him so down....

"So...someone die?" I asked, trying to add some humor into his seemingly depressed mood.

"Uh no. No, no one died." He still wouldn't look me in the eye.

"Well, then what is up with you?"

"Sam...I...I'm....moving." It was like someone had just pulled my heart out of my chest...with a wrench.

"You...you're kidding right?" I said, almost breathlessly. He shook his head sadly.

"My mom...she wants us to go live with some of my cousins. Their dad died, in a plane crash. So, I guess someone did die." I was hearing it, I just couldn't believe it.

"I'm....I'm so sorry..." Was all I could manage. I wanted to say more. But I couldn't. There was an odd silence that wasn't so much awkward as it was more comfortable. Finally Freddie broke the silence.

"Freddie, you can't leave. Not now." I didn't know what I was doing, but I couldn't let him go. He looked at me like I was crazy.

"What? What do you mean 'I can't leave?' Sam I have to!"

"No! No, you don't have to. Freddie! You can't just tell me you like me and then leave! What is that?" I'm not gonna let him hurt me. Not like all the others.

"Oh! I'm sorry! How rude it was of me to think about you every hour of everyday! How inconsiderate it was to care about you more then I care about myself! Excuse me for that! Sam, you're the one who didn't give me any sort of reaction....at all!" There were tears in my eyes now. I didn't want him to see my cry, but I couldn't keep them any longer.

"Freddie...I'm sorry....just...." I said between sniffles. "Just...don't go... please." I pulled him into a hug and cried on his hoodie. Me and Freddie have been....me and Freddie for as long as I can remember. He's the peanut butter to my jelly. No matter how much I didn't want to admit it, I needed him.

"Sam, I don't want to leave....but it's not my choice. I have to go." I hugged him tighter, as if he was leaving just that minute. I didn't want his warmth to leave me, ever.

"Freddie....you can't go....I....I love you...."[AN: :(] He didn't say anything right away, for a while it was quiet again. Then he pulled me out of the hug and looked me straight in the eye.

"Do you really mean that?" He said, with the most serious face I had ever seen.

"I...I think so....I mean. It hurts to think of you leaving, it hurts when I'm not with you. And when I am, it's like....like this amazing feeling....like nothing can hurt me." I was just as serious as him, showing him that I wasn't just saying things so he would stay. "Please Freddie. I need you."

Another comfortable silence. Then Freddie broke out into a wild grin. What? Grin? What's going on here?

"Freddie," I sniffled and wiped my eyes. "Why are you smiling? You're moving!" I whined. I hated whining, but now seemed like an exception.

He was laughing now and trying hard not to, I could tell. Then when he finally calmed down he said,

"Sam...you're gonna hate me so much..." What was this fool talking about?

"Why would I hate you? Did you not hear what I just said?" I didn't know why he was acting like this, but it was annoying now. Freddie's about to leave me and he's laughing about who know's what.

"I uh....I'm not really moving..." He winced. Smart move. How I felt was way worth wincing for.

I tried to breath. I closed my eyes, counted to 10, just like the shrink taught me....OH SCREW IT!

I stood up. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!?" I was screaming so loud people were starting to stare.

"Shh shhs shh!" He tried to calm me down but i was already a set off bomb; No stopping it until it explodes.

"DON'T TELL ME TO SHUSH! YOU DON'T JUST SAY YOU'RE MOVING...WHEN YOU'RE NOT MOVING! PEOPLE DON'T JUST DO THAT ALL WILLEY NILLEY LIKE THAT!" I couldn't believe he wasn't really moving. After I actually cried for him. What kind of jerk move was that?

Once I had let it all out, I sighed and sat back down. "Why would you do that to me, Freddie?" I asked him sincerely. He looked around as if some kid was holding a sign with the answer somewhere.

"I...I...it was Carly's idea!" Freddie pointed to behind the stairs, where Carly rushes out and gasps.

"Well....it was the only way to get you to admit you liked him! If Freddie was brave enough to just confront you about it like I had said in the first place-" Freddie stands up and faces opposite of her.

"What! You never said that was an option! You said we had to do it in an 'interesting' way, so Sam would be 'impressed'" He said, using his air quotes when needed.

"Guys..." I tried, but they just kept going on arguing. Wow, is this what me and Freddie sound like? Man, no wonder Carly has that spray bottle. "Guys!" I tried a little louder. They kept going at it. I give up. "GUYS!!!" I screamed. That got their attention.

"Look, can you just stop arguing about it?" I asked, annoyed. Then Freddie turned to me, innocently, as if I should go easy on him. He stared at me, waiting for the yelling or the kicking or the screaming. But it didn't come. Cause I wasn't going to hurt Freddie for what he did.

"Freddie Benson." I looked at him straight in the eye. My tone of voice was not promising, I figured, because Freddie's face got worried, as if waiting for me to say something horrible.

"Y..Yes." He stuttered. I left another awkward silence, because I knew it was messing with him. Deep down, I still loved bothering Freddie Benson.

"I love you." I said, and kissed him softly on his lips. It surprised him, I could tell, because his eyes were wide open, then he closed them after we departed, too late. Just as quickly as it started, it ended. But it was perfect, in every way possible.

Yes!! It's done! Wow. I actually hate this chapter in every way. Well, not in EVERY way but in a lot of ways. Oh, the reason for that little sad face was because, I really didn't want to put LOVE in there. I know Sam was just kind of figuring out her feelings for him. But then it makes sense, because when you care about someone, and you find out they're leaving.....it's like you care about them EVEN MORE ya know? idkk I'm just babblin on and on like a crazy hobo. Please review. I know the ending sucked balls but at least give me some feedback. Just a lil bit. Just a lil:]