You Can Come To Me Chapter 3, an icarly fanfic

I've gotten quite a few requests to make this story longer, and I'm glad that you guys love the story so much! Unfortunately, I'm unable to make this longer because I already had the ending planned out and it will be hard to rearrange it. But I will have another amazing story up that will be longer than this one! So, please enjoy the final chapter of You Can Come to Me.

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Sure enough, it was Zase. Freddie opened the door.

"Hey." he said.

"Hey, Freddie." Zase said. "Carly around?"

"What makes you think she's here?" Freddie said. "And why are you looking for her at"- he looked at the nearby clock-"2:00 am, anyway?"

"Well, she was supposed to spend the night at my house, but when I woke up to go to the bathroom she was gone." Zase said.

"Hmm, interesting." Freddie said.

"What?" Zase asked.

"Nothing." Freddie replied. "It's just that Carly wouldn't leave someplace in the middle of the night without a reason."

Zase shrugged.

"And you know what else?"

"What?"

"Spencer would never let Carly spend the night at a boy's house unless it was mine."

"Why you?" Zase said.

"Because I'm right across the hall and he knows I would never try to hurt her on purpose." Freddie said. "Unlike you."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zase said a little too quickly.

"Don't play dumb!" Freddie growled, his voice seething with anger. "Carly told me what you did to her!"

"Dude, you gotta be high or something." Zase said. "Just give me Carly and I'll be outta your hair."

He tried to push past Freddie, but Freddie shoved him back.

"You don't know how to treat a girl, let alone how to talk about them!" Freddie said.

Zase stepped back and stared.

"I'm going to say this only once." Freddie said before walking up to Zase to glare into his eyes. "Stay. The. Hell. Away. From. Carly."

"Ok, ok!" Zase said, shrinking back.

"Now leave." Freddie ordered, then pointed to his foot. "Unless you want help."

Without another word, Zase left. Freddie shut the door and sighed before returning to Carly. She stood up when he came in.

"Was it him?" she said.

"Yeah." Freddie said, looking up.

"What did he say?" Carly asked.

"He was looking for you." Freddie answered.

Carly sat down. "I knew he would be." she muttered.

"But I took care of him."

She looked up again and their eyes locked.

"You did?" There was a smile wanting to break out on her face, Freddie could tell.

"Yeah, I threatened him." Freddie said, smiling.

"Wow, Freddie." Carly said, sounding almost like herself. "I didn't know you could be so bad."

They laughed and something came to Freddie's mind. He went to his computer.

"What are you doing?" Carly asked.

"Playing a song." Freddie replied.

Emily Osment's voice swelled in the room.

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She held her face while she cried
And she told herself, girl you'll be just fine
She doesn't know just where she belongs
But for now she's got to run

She's kept her dreams inside, for so long
For so long
There's nowhere left to hide, she's held on
For so long

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Freddie walked over to Carly, standing her up and pulling her close to his body. Without any hint of resent, Carly rested her head on Freddie's shoulder and closed her eyes.

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And she picks up all the scattered pieces of her life
She lifts up, Marisol, Marisol, Marisol, take flight
And she finds that all she needs is in her heart
She lifts up, Marisol, Marisol, Marisol, take flight

And all the world is hers tonight
Marisol, it will all be alright

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Carly smiled as their bodies swayed slowly to the music, all of the worry and anger at herself draining from her being. Freddie could sense that she was calming and laughed to himself.

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Marisol got away, got away
Marisol got it her way, her way

And she's searching through the faces of the crowded street
She doesn't know a single soul, but she feels so free
And this feeling and this courage are all she needs
And she flies, and she flies (oh-oh, and she...)

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She sighed, burying her face in Freddie's neck and letting the heat from his body wrap around her.

"Thank you, Freddie." she said suddenly.

Freddie smiled. "No problem, Carls."

Carly picked her head up and looked in Freddie's eyes. The broken girl he'd seen just a few hours ago had disappeared and was replaced with the girl he loved.

"And I'm sorry." Carly said.

"For what?" Freddie said.

"For crying all over you."

Freddie laughed aloud.

"It's alright." he said.

"No, it's not." Carly said. "I should have been able to control my tears."

"Carly," Freddie said softly. "It's totally fine. As long as you're ok, you can cry on me all you want."

Carly laughed once. She looked down as her cheek began to burn. Then, without hesitation, she kissed Freddie. He was taken by surprise, but kissed her back once it passed.

"What was that for?" he asked when they parted.

"For being you." Carly said and grinned. "And not a jerk who wanted me for my looks."

They kissed again and Carly looked at the clock.

"I'd better get home before Spencer wakes up." she said, backing away with regret.

"I understand." Freddie said.

He followed her to his front door and Carly kissed him on the cheek.

"'Night, Freddie." she said. "I love you."

Freddie was taken back by her sudden confess that she loved him. "Love you, too. See you tomorrow."

"Yep."

And she was gone. Freddie smiled to himself and shut his door to go back to bed. He couldn't wait to start the next day with Carly as his girlfriend.

Carly climbed into her bed and stared at her ceiling, grinning to herself. What had happened between her and Zase was pushed far back in her mind by then and was locked up in the fault to be forgotten. With the feel of his lips still on hers, she let sleep take her.

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And all the world is hers tonight
Marisol, it will all be alright

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