DISCLAIMER: I don't own iCarly, though I wish I did. I also don't own anything related to iCarly, except a poster of 'Carly' that's hanging on my wall right now. *sigh. I also don't own the song to which this story was inspired. It belongs to Usher.
A/N: I love Usher! I've been listening to him since I can remember. My whole family grew up listening to him, and he's top on my favorite R&B singers. If any of you've read my other songfic's by Neyo, and liked it, then I hope you like this one too. If you've never heard of Usher... then get outta here (not before you read and review though)! If you've never heard this song before, then look up the lyrics, it'll probably help you understand the story better and see where I got my idear. Okay, this is a long author's note. HAPPY READING.
Trading Places- The Arrangement
It's the middle of the night, and I'm tossing and turning in my twin sized bed, all alone. Usually I'm not alone, usually I'm at my girlfriends apartment, in her room, on her bed, cuddling closely to her, spooning her from behind. I'd usually have my arms wrapped protectively around her, shielding her from any harm that may come when we're sleeping together. But noo, I'm sleeping at my fucking house, in my fucking room, on my small ass bed, all the fuck alone.
My girlfriend would kill me if she found out I was cussing, even if I was just thinking them. That's fine with me though, cuz we'd get in a huge argument, only to make up ten minutes later, then have angry make up sex. It's not a healthy relationship, but boy does it do wonders to your body.
So why exactly am I alone and not in bed with the love of my life? Good question! It all comes down to one person: my mother dearest. She's threatened to send me off to military school unless I 'got my shit together' and did better in school. Which is bullshit, by the way, because ever since I got with my girlfriend I've been doing much better in school! I'm getting D's and C's instead of F's, I'd say that's an outstanding improvement. Part of 'getting my shit together' was to actually be at home more than three times a week.
Most of my stuff was all at my girlfriends house, every time I went there I would leave an article of clothing, and over time it just grew more and more. Even before we got together I was there basically 24-7. Her brother was basically my brother, and her neighbor was kind of like my brother too, even though I would never admit it.
Anyways, tonight was Thursday (well technically it's already Friday since it's three in the morning, but just go with me here), which meant tomorrow is Friday, which also meant that I'll be able to sleep over at my beautiful brunette's house! Sweet!
As I was stating earlier, I was in bed tossing and turning all night, barely getting to sleep for more than thirty minutes at a time before reaching over the small space left unoccupied on my bed, just to have my arm hang over the side. I would wake up and get pissed off, because again, I was all alone. So now, I'm just laying wide awake, on my small ass bed, thinking of beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
Then my bed starts vibrating, which scares the living shit out of me, and makes me jump. I start crawling all over my bed, on all fours, looking for a switch to turn off the vibrating motions, when it suddenly hits me: my phone was vibrating. I stop my searching, shake my head, and smile at my stupidity. I reach under my pillow and pull out the offending piece of technology that made my heart skip a beat. Checking the caller I.D, my heart skips five beats. I get a tingly sensation that starts from my toes and ends at my fingertips.
"Hey, Cupcake." I answer excitedly, not a trace of tiredness in my voice.
"Hey hun." she answered back with a trace of raspy-ness in her voice. "I didn't wake you did I?" she asked apologetically.
"Of course not, baby." I assured her, "How could I sleep without the girl I love most in my arms?" I asked slyly, with a smirk on my face, knowing I made her blush.
"That's why I call you Honey, you sweet talker, you." she replied shyly, I could hear the smile form on her lips.
"So wassup Carls? To what do I owe this pleasure of a phone call at three in the morning?" I asked politely. I heard rustling on the other side of the phone; I imagined her sitting up in bed, getting comfortable, and having the comforter pool around her body. Her hair would be a little messy and she'd have sleep in her eyes. She would look absolutely breath taking.
"I—I just missed you, is all." she stammered.
"Aww, babe." I cooed, "I miss you too." I said with a smile, "but I know something else is on your mind."
"Of course you know, you always do."
"Like duhhh," I stated like it was obvious, cuz it's true, I always knew when something was on her mind. People always thought of me as this insensitive blond headed bully that didn't care about anyone or never knew what was going on, but I always cared, and I always knew... especially when it came down to Carly Shay. When it comes down to it, she's the only person who can ever bring out the best in me.
"Well," she dragged out, "I was wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow?" she asked uncertain. It came as a surprise to me, because usually I was the one who asked her out on the dates.
"You don't even have to ask." I told her with a smile. I turned over to my side and laid the phone over my ear carefully before hiding my hands in my comforter; it was a cold, bitter night, and I didn't my hand to get all numb-like.
"There's a catch though...," she trailed off, completely getting my full attention.
"Hm?" I hummed, motioning her to go on.
"Well, uhh, I was uhh, wondering," she paused, "if we could do things a little different than we're used too."
"How so?" I asked intrigued. Even though I knew she couldn't see, I still raised an eyebrow, and knew she was imagining me doing so.
"Okay, well you see... you know how in a relationship there are two people, right?"
"Uh huh..."
"And one person is usually the dominant one... like the guy or whatever?"
"Uh huh..." I was seriously lost now and didn't know what point she was trying to make.
"And you're like that person in our relationship."
"Why do I have to wear the pants?" I asked indignantly.
"Because you kind of do? You open doors for me; pay for things, which still surprises me sometimes; and always pick me up on our dates." she reasoned.
"Okay, fine." I grunted, "whatever you say. Seriously though, where are you going with this?"
"Well..."
"Geez Cupcake, you've said 'well' so many times already, I just wanna jump into one." I joked.
"WELL," she said boldy making me hold back a laugh, "like I was saying earlier, I wanted to do things a little differently."
"Yeah, and I asked how so, remember?"
"Shut up and let me finish!" she exclaimed. I laughed loudly at her being feisty but stayed quiet. "Like I was saying," she said over my laughter, "maybe we could trade places? You know... you be me, and I'll be you." she explained.
"Whatever makes you happy." I mumbled sleepily. Hearing all those 'wells' were getting to me and tiring me out beyond belief.
"Great!" she exclaimed happily, "I'll pick you up later tonight at your house." Hearing this broke me out of my sleepiness.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait." I got out quickly, holding onto the phone and moving to lay on my back, "pick me up at my house, later TONIGHT?" I asked like she was crazy.
"Well yeah..." she trailed off.
"Does that mean I have to go home after school... all alone?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah?"
"Bay-beeeeeeeeeeeee!" I whined. "I wanted to go to your house and just you know... do things to you."
"You will... just later tonight, after I pick you up... and we have a nice night out."
"You so owe me for doing this." I said, actually giving in.
"Don't worry, I plan on it." she said seductively. I felt my body temperature rise a couple of degrees even though it was beyond freezing in the room.
"I—I'll h-hold you t-to it." I stuttered, because really? A seductive Carly is sexy as hell. It's like eating the worlds best ham and drooling before you could actually take a bite.
"Now that that's settled, I'm gonna go to bed." she said with a laugh. "Good night, Hun."
"Night, Cupcake." I breathed out. "I love you."
"I love you, too." she sighed before ending our call. I took the phone off of my ear and stared at it with a smile. I heaved out a sigh mixed with contentment and happiness before tossing it on the nightstand and snuggling into my comforter.
I finally fell asleep easily with a smile on my face.
A/N: WHOOO! The arrangements have been made, *does the happy dance. Well what'd you think of that? This story will probably be three chapters long; this chapter, a first date, and a second date. I was planning on making this a one shot, but then it would've gotten really long, so I just decided to stop there and keep you guys waiting (REVIEW FOR FASTER UPDATES * ahem *). I don't know if I'll write a sex scene or not, the ones that I have written are crappy, sooooo, I don't know. I'll leave this at a T for right now until the dates. Please review. I crave for it.