A/N: This is it guys! I'm sorry for not posting earlier. I was in a Leadership congress for five days and Journalism in four days in which I won a bronze medal for editorial writing which isn't really my field (I write news and feature) so winning a bronze medal is already a big thing for me and I know most of you have won bigger than that because you all are amazing writers. SO thank you, really. For all of you who supported and is continuously supporting me.

What you may or may not need to know: This has turned into what I want to happen rather that a speculation in this chapter.

Disclaimer: I wrote nothing but the text. I killed nothing but time. I own nothing but the hope and idea. In short I do not own iCarly. Dan owns it.

The Chicken Pot Pie Script Part 3: The End

He thought it would be easy, but it wasn't. In fact he thought that all he needed to do was to figure out what his feelings were and everything will just fall into place. For a guy like him, it was unusual to be this stupid. After all, how hard can it be to tell a person you love them when you know perfectly well that they feel the same way? To others, it may seem like he was stupid but to those who know who Fredward Benson and Samantha Puckett, it would make a perfect sense. Telling Sam that you love her even if she feels the same way would stupid. This caused his sleep deprivation not to end after one night. Of course he tried to take a nap every time he gets the chance but those chances don't usually come at night for his heart was obviously suffering a jet lag. For five days he's been trying to think of things to tell her and how he could because she's obviously trying to avoid him for every time he saw her and she saw him, she avoid his gaze and walk away as if he was non-existent. Despite the fact that he hates what she was doing, he can't help but feel a little bit grateful because he has completely no idea of what to tell her. Those things he practiced every night that went from "I Love you Sam." to "Your teeth are nice. I love it—and you (then run away and move to Cambodia)." were obviously not an option.

Sam has been ignoring him for a whole week now and this time he hates it. He doesn't care whether he knew what to tell her. He just wants to talk to her so badly. Sam pretending he doesn't exist only complicates things and Carly was not a great help either. She said he has to figure it out on his own but he was pretty sure that it was just an excuse for not knowing what advice to give him. All she did was force him to tell Sam his feelings but she never gave him anything that would help him device a plan for Sam. Somehow, the Freddie Benson that wants everything to be organized was gone and Sam was to blame. He would've figured this out if she didn't pop in his head every few minutes making chills run down his spines. It was weird that he only felt it when Sam started ignoring him. Maybe it was just him missing her or maybe it was the fact that he realized how wrong he was when he thought that he can stand seeing her ignoring him or maybe it's not that he can't stand. Maybe it's because Sam and Brad are actually spending time with each other and for some reason he suddenly hated the guy's guts. He talked to Carly about this. She told him that she knew how hard it was to see someone walk away with the person you want. "Yeah, I just never thought the person I want would be Sam Puckett" he replied and with that she chuckled.

Two days and Freddie was at the peak of giving up. He tried talking to her in classes they were both in but she would either skip or sit far away from him. He tried to sit beside her only to realize that Brad was on her other side thus leaving him yet again to be ignored. Brad made jokes in a whisper and Sam would make a very soft laugh so as not to be heard. After three or four jokes he snapped and looked at Brad. "Would you mind?" he said.

"Some of us are actually listening" Freddie continued glaring at the both of them.

"Sorry, dude" Brad replied smiling. He knows that Brad was a nice person but nowadays he can't help but gag every time he does something nice. He thinks that whatever Brad's doing, he is doing it to impress Sam. And that annoys him to the core. Seriously, it made him want to punch Brad in the throat. And you want to know what else sucks? It was Sam. Freddie knows perfectly well or at least he was sure enough that it was him that Sam liked, not Brad. Sam gave him a cold stare and then she looked away looking at the teacher and there it was again, those damn chills went down his spine. He looked at Sam intently. He can see her eyes moving towards him and every time she see him looking she quickly looks away. Every time this happens it's not only the "chills" that he feels. He also feels butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He wanted to talk to her right now. He wanted to go for it. He wanted to make a move.

Later that afternoon he waited for Sam in front of her locker. He knew she had her cornered because her mom had to go somewhere and she cannot leave without Carly. After a few minutes he saw a blonde headed figure walking towards him. He smirked at her. She replied with a scowl turning away from her locker. Freddie then decided to grab her shoulders and turn her around.

"Sam! We have got to talk!" He said angrily looking into her eyes. He thought for a second that she wouldn't reply. That she would remain at the phase they're at. But that changed when she opened her mouth. She was about to say something but stopped then she just bit her lip. "Look, I told you to forget it, didn't I?" She said looking down.

"I never agreed to that" He replied softly. His hands were still on her shoulder. She looked at him then walked away. It was obvious that she wasn't ready just yet. "Don't walk away" Freddie replied with a sigh.

"Watch me"

It was harder that night. He didn't know what to think. He didn't know what to do. That talk just made him realize how much he wanted to be with her. He felt that even though he wasn't his, he was afraid to lose her. He was afraid because she's already starting to slip away and he's scared that he would suddenly just poof out of her life. His scared that he would lose that part of her heart where he belongs. Where he thinks and hopes he belongs. And then he became conscious of how hard he tried to be a part of that heart that 5 years ago he was shunned, banned, forbidden, debarred, and prohibited (and yes he was perfectly aware that those words have the same meaning) to enter. He tried to ask Carly for help once more. When she didn't reply, he knew this was out of his control and that he'll have to work with impulse.

The next day after school he decided to grab a smoothie before going home. He misses the smoothes. At least that what he says because it was still too weird to tell himself that he misses hanging out with Sam—and Carly too, of course. He was texting his mom for her not to worry where he was and when he looked up, there she was, sitting at the table near the counter sipping on her smoothies alone. She did not notice him. His feet weren't moving. He wasn't sure if he should go and talk to her or walk out. He decided to go for it. He was already sitting beside her when she looked at him.

"What are you doing here?" She said looking at him not with a cold stare but something else he could not explain. He looked at her wanting to brush her hair for a second but if he wanted her to talk to him it may not the best move at the moment. He stared at her for a second and for that second he forgot where he was. It took a few more second for him to snap back to reality.

"I was about to buy a smoothie when I saw you." He replied sighing.

"Well, I'm leaving then" She said standing up. This is not happening again. He was putting his feet on the ground. "No you're not" He replied standing up.

"Bagel?" T-Bo standing between them.

"T-Bo! Why don't you sell from other customers? We're talking about something important" Freddie replied. T-Bo looked around and shrugged. "You two are the only customers right now. Are you sure you don't want some Bagel? It's on a stick."

"T-Bo!" And with that T-Bo left. Freddie looked back at Sam. "Sam you have got to stop. Stop pretending like I don't exist. Stop pretending that you didn't kiss me. Stop pretending that you don't like me (she scowled) because you know perfectly well that you do. Stop acting like I am not important in your life as much as you are important in mine. Stop acting like you hate it when I am around when the truth is you don't. I know you think this is totally messed up. Trust me, I thought so too. I never thought that you would be the person I'd actually fall in love with, but you are. You really are" He paused to see her reaction. He held her face with both of his hands. "If I say I love you, right now... will you hold it against me?" he said looking at her intently. Their faces were so close to each other. Their lips were barely touching. Sam replied.

"Maybe" She laughed. "We'll see"

Their lips met and what look rough from the outside was actually sweet and full of passion. Maybe it really was three times the charm. It was their first kiss that she did not respond. The second kiss when it was his turn not to. And now the third kiss where both of them are into it. His hands went from her face down to her waist pulling her closer as she messes with his hair. It was perfect. At least for them it was. Sam was kissing him roughly while he makes it as gentle as he possible could. They kissed differently just like their attitudes but who knew it would make a perfect combination. They balanced each other out.

There are many different meanings to love. They say love is blind. Love is when you care for the person's happiness. Love is staying up hours and hours thinking of them, and when you finally fall asleep, you dream of them. Love is when you always want to be with them. But for them, love is love.

That's it! That's the end of this Fanfic! Thank you for sticking up with me until the end. There's a reference from Gossip Girl and One Tree Hill in there. :)

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