CREDDIE *-*

(Note: this whole story is written from Carly's point of view next one is Freddie's and so on)
I was clinging onto Freddie as hard as could trying to avoid the feeling of fear and adrenaline. I couldn't belive what the love me and Freddie shared would lead to this: me staring down at the 1000 foot away ground.

It all started off one regular Friday a couple of minutes before iCarly and Sam and I were practicing what we were going to say to all the iCarly fans.
"Ok girls ready for iCarly?" Freddie asked.
"Yes c'mon let's do it!" I exclaimed.
"In 5,4,3,2.."
"Hey me llamo Carly!"
"Me llamo Sam!"
...

(Freddie POV)
Yes! I finally was going to prom with Carly! And this time I didn't have to ask her myself. I was so jumpy and jittery when I got home to Bushwell apartments and went to my floor. I thought I heard something coming from Carly's apartment but then it stopped all of a sudden. So I guessed Carly dropped something on her floor and it spread everywhere. So I entered my apartment and shut the door.
"Mom?" I asked.
Silence.
"Mom are you home?" I asked again.
Silence again. So I guessed that she wasn't home. So I threw my backpack to the corner and plopped down on the couch. I was still wondering...