I Saw Him First Icarly Novels & Stories

"What truth?" My head spun, my heart racing. Whatever was about to come to my knowledge, I knew I had to brace myself. My hand unknowingly sought something to keep my balance, holding on to the backrest of the couch. "Remember the story I told you about? Cath's Paw. It was true. That was the very first time I saw you," he said, nodding like he was agreeing with what he just told me. "But I wasn't there because I wanted to see you. I was... just intrigued to see the person my... friend had a crush on."

“this says otherwise.” His jaw clenched. “You think I killed her?” “I don’t know what to think anymore,” I said honestly. “You keep lying. Hiding. Using people.” Silence. Then, slowly, he walked toward me, picked up the photo from the floor, and stared at it like it had aged him ten years. “She was the first person who ever saw through me,” he said quietly. “Even when I was cruel. Even when I pushed her away. Evelyn stayed. Until she found something she wasn’t supposed to.”

When I opened the laptop, the first thing I saw was a photo of me and Jheanne, and I smiled. Then Hugo's voice snapped me back. "Faster, idiot! I can't wait to hear your reaction." I typed quickly and opened I*******m. I don't even know why that was the first place I went. I entered the name he'd given me into the search bar. And then- I saw the man from my dreams. My hands shook as I scrolled through the page. There were many photos, and from the looks of it, the account was real. When my eyes landed on the cover photo, I clicked it without hesitation.

“ I...,” “ Hold on, I'll talk first,” I stopped him before he could say a thing. “ When did you first see me?” I inquired. I wasn't going to give out any information just because of what he had said over the phone without first confirming if he indeed knows something because he could be using reverse psychology on me. “ Hmmm, at Aurelia’s grave. I didn't know it was you initially and I didn't get to see you clearly then but I just felt like I knew the mysterious person in black then,” he answered my question obediently.

Iris I know people thought I was crazy for falling straight back into his arms, even Maggie had looked kind of shocked by the quickness of it. But Cyber had wanted And sometimes it surprised me too, but for me, it had always been Cyber. The bad boy who had pinged up on my laptop years ago. And turned my world upside down. He had sent me into a tailspin. For a time I lost control of my life. I had suffered, but it was always his face that kept me going. Even if for a time I had hated him.

"I guess the camera doesn't always capture the full picture." He seemed to accept the answer, but Ivy noticed his unease. Something wasn't adding up, and the way he studied her made her skin crawl. "Have we met before?" he asked suddenly, a hint of suspicion in his voice. Ivy shook her head calmly. "No, this is our first time meeting in person." "Funny," he muttered under his breath, "because I feel like I've seen you somewhere." Ivy kept her smile in place but felt her pulse quicken. "I just have one of those faces, I guess."

Then I quickly chewed and swallowed the rest in my mouth, before going ahead to ask, "Is it… Is he the… the Trevor Ashwood? Like… at the um, in high school?" I looked him over now, finally seeing it. Even if his face was different, the aura was the same. How had I not noticed it? It was the reason I said I would have had something to do with him if I was not already with Dice. I had always had a crush on Trevor. This was insane.

Every time something new appeared, I found myself looking for him automatically. The first time I spotted him in the background of a team photo, I zoomed in. Then I immediately felt like an idiot. Because what exactly was I hoping to see? It was still Theo. Still looked annoyed. Still looked like he’d rather be anywhere else. The realization made me laugh despite myself. Then it made me feel worse.

His eyes snapped to mine for the first time since he woke up and I could see the fear that swelled in the corona of his eyes. “Don’t,” he swallowed and inhaled sharply, “I need to tell you something,” he said, exhaling as well. the heart monitor began to beep as normal and I realized that he was okay. I pulled the chair close to the bed and sat, never detaching our hands from each other. “Is everything okay?” I asked again and he shook his head. “I saw Luca,” he started and it felt like he had begun with a sucker punch to the gut. What the fuck? Luca? How? When?

Or maybe, I needed to see someone. Her arm was looped through mine as we entered, and she clung to me like a prized possession, a permanent smile etched on her lips. I played along, but my eyes scanned the room, already sensing who I’d find. And then I saw him. Little Leister. Sitting with Penny and that other boy, Nathan. His stormy gray eyes locked with mine the moment I walked in, and I didn’t miss the flicker of recognition on his face. He remembered.