A/N: What is this? Pepper1622 actually updated her story! Surprisingly, after 7 months of writer's block (otherwise known as laziness) I have finally updated this story! You see, I lost my inspiration for iCarly after Dan Schneider totally botched the next episodes, making it seem as though Sam and Freddie never dated at all. I'm still not super into iCarly anymore, but I still love the show and I owe it to my readers to update. So, welcome back if you're a reader from the beginning, and if you're new, thanks for checking this story out! The rating has changed, and so has my writing talent. Seriously, it's obvious where I've updated this story, the first part of the chapter is awful! (Well, in my mind.) So, if this chapter starts to bore you, go to Freddie's POV, there's some MAJOR Seddie. I know everyone's been waiting for that! ;P

Carly's POV

I stood in front of Crown Ridge Mall, waiting anxiously for Sam. We were supposed to have a girl's day, just for fun, or so I told her. Truthfully, I wanted to get in as much time as I could with Sam, because I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to spend time with her like this again. I know Sam can be good if she wants to be, but she usually doesn't want to be. Her dad was really nice, but he still doesn't seem swayed by Sam's pleas to stay. I flipped my perfectly combed hair, trying to win the attention of some blonde-haired hottie walking by. He smiled at me, and didn't break eye contact until he got inside. I groaned. Where was Sam? This was starting to get embarrassing, just standing in front of the mall like a hobo.

A sleek, shiny Maserati pulled up to the front. I stared at it wistfully, longing for a car that nice one day. I was shocked to the point of silence when Sam hopped out of the car.

"I'll pick you up at 4:30, okay?" her dad called.

"Sounds great Dad, thanks," she replied, grinning proudly as she walked over. My mouth hung open, and I followed the car with my eyes until it drove out of view. Sam smirked at me.

"Surprised?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah! How-"

"Grandpa died, Dad got his cash. Long story."

"Ah. So, let's go shopping! I've been standing here looking like a nub, for like, 30 minutes," I complained, bringing a playful eye roll from Sam. She reluctantly let me lead her through the mall, until I got to my first stop. Justice.

"This is a store for little girls. Last time I checked, we're big girls," Sam complained.

I smirked at her. "Relax, I was just picking up some stuffed animals for my cousins. Now calm down or no lunch."

"This hedgehog is cute..." she replied instantly, not ready to give up her lunch. Ah, Sam. I bought some tubes of lip gloss, strawberry and coconut, and of course two hedgehogs.

We then hit the clothing stores, ready to mix and match outfits. Well, I was ready. Sam looked kind of bored, but that wasn't going to ruin my fun. I tried on running suits, prom dresses, tutus, and even a nun's outfit. I was cracking up by the time I'd finished, when I realized that Sam hadn't tried on anything, or done anything for that matter.

"Your turn!" I shrieked, poking her in the stomach. She swatted my hand away.

"What's wrong?" I asked nervously.

"Well, if this might be the last girl's day you might ever have with me, shouldn't I decide what we're gonna do?" she questioned. My heart got heavy, for two reasons. First, because the possibility of her leaving was still high. Second, because she wasn't having fun. I guess it never occurred to me that whenever we went shopping, she was so quiet because she was bored.

"Fine," I groaned. "What would you like to do?" I didn't mean to sound agitated, but it came out that way.

"If you'd rather shop for clothes-"

"No, no, you pick what we're going to do. This is a Sam based event." Sam smiled mischievously, and took off through the mall. I had to sprint to catch up to her. I was seriously curious about where we were going, but with Sam it's better not to ask. We ran around the perimeter of the mall, which really embarrassed me. That same hot blonde who smiled at me earlier gave me a funny look when I ran by him. I gave him a "call me" gesture, but of course with my luck I ran into a pole. Sam must've heard the twang, because she rushed over to me faster than I'd ever seen her run.

"Are you okay? Oh, God, you've got a bump!" she shrieked. That hot guy who'd given me this pain rushed over too, which kind of made up for the embarrassment.

"Are you alright? You need some ice?" he asked. His concerned face was so cute, I swooned.

"We're losing her!" Sam cried, but I grabbed her arm before she could freak out. "I'm fine, really, my head just hurts. Ice would be nice, though," I added, smiling weakly at the blonde dude.

He grinned gently. "I'll go find some. I'm Derek, by the way."

"Derek..." I whispered, watching him walk away. Sam followed my gaze, then rolled her eyes at me.

"And my sympathy just left..." she grumbled.

Sam's POV

Carly's bump had finally started to go down, just in time for lunch. That guy she liked wouldn't leave us alone, asking Carly if she was okay every nine seconds. (Yes, nine!) Finally, after swapping numbers and exchanging flirty smiles, they parted ways. Carly acted like she had lost the best thing that had ever happened to her. I groaned and continued to drag her through the mall. We eventually got to our destination: All You Can Meat, the most amazing restaurant in the mall ever. You could take your pick of any kind of edible creature, and they'd have it. My mouth watered just thinking about it. However, Carly was not pleased.

"All You Can Meat? I don't know about this Sam, that sounds really bad for you..." she started, sounding like the concerned mom I never had.

"Carly!" I whined. "Why not?" I hate to admit it, but I crossed my arms and pouted like a toddler. This "meatery" was the whole reason I agreed to go shopping, and she just had to take that away from me.

"Sam, I care about your health, and all this meat is not good for you!" Carly snapped. I turned my back on her, about to go into a tantrum, when a thought crossed my mind.

"Okay, fine, don't let me eat my meat," I started, putting on my best sad face. "I mean, since I probably won't be in Seattle for much longer, I guess I should start banning all of the things that make me, me. I'll just go to Florida with my head held high, ready to start my life as a kindhearted vegan." I shuddered, being a vegan was tough to even joke about.

Carly gasped. "No, Sam, you don't need to become a vegan!"

"I do if I want to please you and my father, don't I?" I asked, batting my eyelashes at her. Carly bit her lip, it was obvious that I was getting to her.

"Alright, fine, eat as much as you want," Carly said. I hugged her tightly.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" I cheered, dragging my prissy little friend into the restaurant. It's about time things started going my way...

Freddie's POV

I paced around my house, peeking out of the door's peephole ever few seconds. I needed Sam and Carly to get back from their mall trip. There was something I needed to ask Sam.

Every time I heard about her leaving, my heart broke a little. Whenever I had dreams about her, my heart broke some more. And when I would look at her, that blonde-headed demon, my heart would be crushed. I love everything about Sam. Her devious smile, those messy blonde curls, her big blue eyes. She insults me plenty of times, and her physical pain isn't a picnic either. But I know that she does it out of love, out of friendship. It's hard to tell Sam's feelings, since our breakup she hasn't been clear on her thoughts towards me. All I know is that I love her, I always have, always will. And no matter how far away she could move, nothing will ever change that.

So, as I paced around my tiny apartment, I plotted the best way to ask Sam out. I needed one last night with her, a place where I could tell her my feelings. She had to know that I loved her, and her answer would change everything.

Finally, the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs brought me back to reality. I peeked out of the peephole, and thankfully it was the girls. They seemed to be in a really deep conversation.

"Wait, so in the dream, you fell into a black hole after he said he hated you?" Carly asked. I knitted my eyebrows, wondering what they were talking about.

"Yeah, that's pretty much it..." Sam responded, laughing a bit. My heart leapt a bit, her laugh does that to me.

"That's so cliché, Sam!" Carly laughed, shaking the bags she was holding.

"Carly!" Sam hissed. Carly should've considered herself lucky that Sam wouldn't hit her, because she'd be on the ground begging for mercy right about then.

"Well, it's true!" Carly giggled, opening their apartment door. The door's loud slam shocked me back to reality. It was time to take action. I waited a bit before going in; I was sure to seem desperate if I walked in five seconds after they got back.

I took a deep breath and swung open the door. The short three steps it took to get to Carly's door felt like three hundred; my anxiety was getting the best of me. I gave the door a hasty knock before opening it.

Upon entering the apartment, I was shocked to see just Carly and Sam there. Usually Spencer would be tinkering a sculpture, or Gibby would be doing something weird. Carly was going through the bags of clothes she had probably bought, casting glares at Sam, who was already eating some of their bacon.

"Um, hi everyone," I mumbled, feeling a bit awkward. The girls turned to look at me, Carly giving me a sweet smile, Sam casting me a nod and a smirk.

"Hi Freddie!" Carly said sweetly.

" 'Sup, Frednub?" Sam greeted, pouring barbeque sauce on the bacon. I rolled my eyes. Carly texted me earlier, saying that they were at that All You Can Meat place. The fact that Sam was eating more meat was ironic and gluttonous. Even with all of her flaws, something about her makes me love her.

"Carly?" I started. She raised her head. "Can I please speak to Sam alone?"

Both Carly and Sam seemed shocked. Carly nodded and scampered out of the room, bringing her clothes upstairs. Sam kept a straight face as she continued to eat her bacon.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Sam asked, gazing coldly into my eyes. Her look scared me a bit, but there was a hidden emotion in her eyes that only someone who truly knew Sam Puckett could make out. It was fear. I was making her nervous. And for some reason, that gave me confidence.

"Well, Sam, I uh, I..." I stuttered, still a bit nervous of Sam's reaction. I was about to continue when I noticed a barbeque sauce spot on her cheek.

"Sam," I said, reaching for her face, "you have a little sauce-"

"Don't. Touch. My. Face." Sam grabbed my hand. My heart stopped, fearing what she would do. Her cheeks burned red, and her hand shook a little. Quickly, she grabbed a napkin and smeared it off. Funny, I'd never known Sam to use napkins...

"S-sorry, I was just trying to help!" I sputtered, backing away instinctively.

Sam glared at me. "Just forget it. If that's what you were trying to tell me, you better get your ass over to your little nerd cave."

I flinched. She was using hurtful words. But I still knew her better than she knew herself. Sam Puckett was scared, scared that I might spark up the feelings that she possibly had for me, the feelings that I returned immensely.

Sam tried to stomp upstairs to get to Carly, maybe to have girl talk or something, but I needed to ask her out. Mustering all of my bravery, I grabbed her arm tightly.

"What the hell-"

"Sam, hear me out," I started. "Before you try to kill me, I need to ask you something, and it's very important." Sam's eyes widened, giving me that rare look of fear. I continued.

"The possibility of you leaving is higher than ever, and since our breakup, it's been hard for both of us to even be around each other. But after all that, my feelings for you are made up. I need to spend one last night with you before I could lose you forever."

I took a deep breath, ignoring the look of horror Sam was giving me. Then, I asked my question.

"Will you go on one last date with me?"

A/N: Darn, a cliffhanger! Why would I do that? Well, I want to make the story interesting! Anyways, I hope you liked it, and I promise to work as hard as I can to update soon. The next chapter will be pretty good. So, thanks for reading, please review! Constructive criticism, compliments, and encouragement are always accepted!

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