DISCLAIMER:

I DON'T iCARLY!

Sam and Freddie were out on the fire escape at Bushwell Plaza. The sun was setting. Pink, yellow and orange filled the sky. Sam and Freddie were talking to each other their conversation went like this...

"Come on, Sam. We have to tell her, we promised. No. More. Secrets." Freddie said. Sam and Freddie had been dating for six months ever since the whole fan war thing. They hadn't told Carly yet because they knew she'd freak and make a big deal out of it, like when she found out they kissed. So they didn't tell her. At first it was fun, sneaking around all the time, secret meetings and secret make out sessions. After awhile though, their relationship got pretty serious. They started sharing emotions and feelings, and the more time they were apart the more time they missed each other. They both really wanted to spend more time together and be nice to each other in public, instead of pretending to hate each other. Every time Sam hurt Freddie, she wanted to kiss him until the pain went away. But they couldn't risk people finding out because then Carly would find out.

"No, Freddie! Carly would totally freak out, like when she found out we kissed. She'd overreact like she always does." Sam said, putting her arms around Freddie's neck.

"But she's our best friend, she deserves to know. I mean, if I was dating Carly, wouldn't you want to know?" Sam's face turned sour and jealousy boiled inside of her. Freddie saw this and quickly added "theoretically, of course." Sam grinned. She was glad knew her so well.

"But Freddie, do you really want everyone to know that we're dating and tease us about it." Sam pulled herself closer to Freddie and brushed a stray piece of hair out of his face. She looked into his chocolate brown eyes that she occasionally got lost in. He looked into her icy blue eyes that he loved and also got lost in.

"Sam..." He took her hands. "I don't care what people think or say. I care about you and I always will. I really miss you when you're not around."

"Me too, but-"

"But what? Freddie interrupted. Sam wouldn't admit this but, she loved it when Freddie took control, in her eyes, it made him seem hotter than he already was. She started to gaze at him. Freddie didn't notice this and carried on talking. "I'm tired of sneaking around, pretending to hate each other and pretending that you hurt me. I'm tired of pretending to lose our beat up sessions." Sam snapped out of her gazing state at that last sentence. She took her hands out of Freddie's, took two steps back and placed her hands on her hips.

"What do you mean 'pretending' to lose?" She was now frowning and used quotation marks around pretending.

"Oh, come on, Sam. You don't actually think you can beat me for real. I know I was weak but I've gotten stronger, I can beat you." Sam looked him up and down.

"You honestly think you can beat me, don't you?"

"Yep. Anytime, anyplace."

"I've taught you well." With that she leaned in to kiss him. He closed his eyes first, but instead of kissing him she pounced on him and tackled him to the ground. Freddie, who didn't expect this, landed on the ground with a 'THUD'. He quickly recovered and grabbed both of Sam's arms. Sam struggled to get her arms of Freddie's grasp but he wouldn't let go. Freddie flipped her over so he was on top of her. Sam was still struggling, she tried to kick him but her legs were trapped under his. She gave up and stared at him mouth open and completely dazed.

Freddie took this advantage and put his tongue in his mouth. Sam was still in shock but kissed back after awhile. Their tongues were fighting for dominance, exploring each other's mouths, memorizing and savouring every bit of detail in there. It started out slow, soft and sweet. Then it started to get heated. Freddie got off Sam and she sat up, but never breaking the kiss. Sam wrapped her arms around Freddie's neck and Freddie wrapped his around her waist. Unfortunately, the need for oxygen became too much and they broke apart panting and smiling.

"Wow." Sam said, after she caught her breath.

"For the kissing or the strength?" Freddie asked, cheekily with a smirk.

"Both. Have you been working out?"

"No." Sam blinked a few times, then she leant forward to feel his bicep. It was firm and big, (AN: The bicep NOTHING ELSE!) Freddie smirked.

"Wow. Big." Sam blushed. "Do you...Do you...?" She took a deep breath. "Do you have abs?" She stuttered like an idiot. She turned as red as a tomato when she said this. Freddie however stayed calm and tried not to smirk.

"Well, duh!" He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Sam tore her hand away from his bicep and moved it to his chest. She could feel his abs though his shirt. Then she realized something.

"OMG! YOU'VE GOT A SIX PACK? Why didn't you tell me? I mean, I'm your girlfriend for crying out loud." Freddie was looking out to the view of Seattle.

"You never asked?" Freddie said not taking his eyes off the view. Sam was staring at his shirt dying to see the abs underneath it. Freddie could sense her eyes on him and knew exactly what they were looking at. He sighed and lifted up his shirt halfway. Sam's eyes widened and she blushed.

"I know you're dying to see what's underneath, so make it last." Freddie said. Sam's cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink. She raised her hand and gently ran it over his abs. She ran over ever bump and dent. Freddie was still looking out to the view of Seattle and shivering at her touch now and again. Sam took her hand away and Freddie put his shirt down.

"Wow, out of the 4 years I've known you and the 6 months we've been going out. How could I not have known he was hotter and stronger than I could've imagined?" Sam muttered to herself, but Freddie heard.

"You think I'm hot and strong?" Freddie said who was now facing her, smiling smugly.

"Well...I...er...um..." Sam took a deep breath. "Yes." Freddie brought Sam to him, by wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her up on his lap. She turned to look at him and absentmindedly ran her hands through his hair. He loved it when she did that.

"Well, guess what." Freddie said.

"What?" Sam said.

"I think the same about you." Sam gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I better go or my mom will have a heart attack." He said lifting Sam off his lap. He stood up and held out his hand out for Sam. She took it and he pulled her up. "So...About Carly? Promise me that you'll think about it."

"I promise." They walked to the window and stepped into the building, leaving the fire escape.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Freddie said.

"Sure" Sam said. They'd arrived outside his and Carly's door.

"Well' see you tomorrow Sammy."

"See y- wait. Did you just call me Sammy?" Sam stepped closer to him. "Yeah. Why? Don't you like it?"

"I love it. It's just weird, anyway, bye." Sam kissed Freddie on the cheek.

"Bye." Freddie kissed Sam on the nose. She giggled. Then they hugged. Freddie went home, while Sam went to Carly's.