Words can't explain (Icarly/Seddie fanfic)

Hi, been two days, I know. But this couple of day I have been enjoying myself. Ok, I was asked to do a sequel to when Freddie was talking to Sam in the bathroom and after that, I'll do a future one. If you have any requests, go for commenting on on my inbox or my comment box down there.

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Fog

After Freddie left, Sam was wreck. She felt so sick inside that she vomited in the toilet. She pulled into out of her pocket and sunk it into her mouth.

"Sam?" Someone called out. It was Carly. "I just- I just feel a bit sick... please leave me alone!" Sam groaned. Carly, being the concerned friend she was, opened the door to see Sam on the floor. Her hair was spread out on the ground and her arms were covering her belly.

Carly's eyes widened. "Spencer!" She screamed. Spencer and Freddie made their way to the toilet to see Sam. "Crab, Sam!" Spencer walked over to Sam and picked her up. "What did you eat?" Sam, being the lying little child she was, decided to do nothing else, but lie. "I ate a sweet from this guy. He said it was special sweets. So I decided to take one..." She cringed her eyes.

"Gosh, Sam! Never take sweets from freaking strangers... I'll call your mum and she'll take you home and you'll test, okay." Spencer sat her on the couch.

Freddie knew she lied and he couldn't help but feel guilty. He knew she felt sick after what he said. When he was talking to her, he saw her expressions and he knew he should have stopped... but he couldn't. He knew it killed her to here those last lines he had said.

Sometimes I wish you didn't even exist.

Those words repeated in his head.

"Ok, Carly has to go to her doctor to pick up pills. I'll be back in 10 minutes. Freddie look after Sam before she leaves and be good, little man." Freddie frowned as Spencer and Carly walked out.

"Sam, I'm sorry. Please, just forgive me. I'm sorry..." He walked over to Sam. He felt heartbroken after what Sam said, but what he said was out of order. He was angry at first, he felt good for about five seconds, but after that, he felt really bad. "I don't mind," Freddie grinned, "I don't mind that you hate my guts and you don't me to live!!!" The grin faded.

Before Sam could say a word, Freddie flung his hands over her. He pulled her to his chest and let her sob in his shirt. "Sam, I'm sorry. Please let us be friends again!" He whispered. "There's a fog in my heart and it won't leave if you don't forgive me..." Sam didn't understand it, moreover, she never really got metaphors.

"Why did you say that?" Sam asked bluntly. "Well, to be honest, when you said those words, I got sad and then I wanted to say something back and that's what came out. Maybe some of them are true... but your nice and kind, when you want to be and beautiful and your gentle and soft." Freddie wasn't good with list himself. He circled her palms and didn't release the grip.

Sam was speechless. Nobody had ever said that to her and she liked it. She really felt like he cared and he liked her, but there was Carly. Carlotta Shay. Everybody likes her!

Sam didn't like Freddie, but it would be nice to know that somebody liked her apart from Malcom, Kyle, Nicolas and Dylan. They were all geeks from her year and the year above.

"Thanks, Freddie. You the best!" She hugged him back and buried her head into his shirt. Just then, someone knocked on the door. It was Mrs. Puckett.

"Mum!" Sam broke apart from Freddie and opened the door. "Hi, Sammy. You must be really sick because I had driven from my surgeon! Come on. Bye, Freddie!" Sam and her mum waved at Freddie and left.

"Bye Sam! Take care!" He walked over to the fridge and pulled out a can of peppy cola.

I love you, Sam. He thought.