Hey everyone! This is my first real "romance" fic for Seddie. This should be fun to write. : )

DISCLAIMER: If I owned iCarly, would I even BE on ? Didn't think so.

Chapter 1: Freddie POV


I woke up to the sound of a loud banging noise coming from my door. Ugh, what time was it? I turned over in bed and looked at the clock. 6:30. Who gets up at 6:30 on a Saturday? My mom, that's who.

"FREDWARD KARL BENSON, OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" I groaned and got up, only to find my mother looking frazzled at my doorway.

"Mom, what's the-" I was cut off by her pulling me closer to her and patting down my whole body.

"OH MY BABY! ARE YOU BROKEN!"

"What? I'm fine, Mom! How would I get broken if I was sleeping?"

"BECAUSE, there was a thunder and lightning storm last night! And you locked your door! How was I supposed to check on you?"

"Look, I only lock my door because-" Mom ran into my room and looked in my closet and under the bed.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"I'm checking to make sure you're not hiding a girl in here!" UGH, how could I possibly sneak a girl in here with all of her security camera's watching every room in the apartment? Jeez, this woman is too much.

"Look, I didn't lock my door because I had a girl hiding in my room; I locked it because I just want some more privacy, okay? So could you PLEASE leave my room now?"

Mom looked worried but finally said, "Alright, but after you eat your gluten-free Mickey Mouse pancakes, I'm giving you a tick bath!" I sighed. Mom would never change.

I closed the door as mom ran out and sat on the window ledge that lead out to my fire-escape. I think of it more as a Mom-Escape, though. It's my favorite place ever. I can think there, about anything. But the one thing that I find myself thinking about every time I go out there is, well, my kiss with Sam. It had been magical. The best 8 seconds of my life.

'What!' You're asking, 'What about all those times you and Carly kissed?' Those were NOTHING compared to my kiss with Sam. It had felt like fireworks were exploding in my head-and the kiss itself wasn't that awkward either.

And that time when I thought that Sam was lying about Melanie, boy was I wrong. As soon as she kissed me, I knew it wasn't Sam. I had felt nothing. And when Sam told me that she had been lying about Melanie, I knew she wasn't telling the truth. I was surprised that she pretended to be wrong, just for me.

That's the thing about Sam. She'll either punch and insult you, or she'll act like a true friend. To be honest, I don't mind either. I know, I know, who likes being punched and insulted? I do, but only when it comes from Sam. I feel special when she comes up with those crazy nicknames for me, and when she punches me I feel a spark hit my body.

That's right, I like Samantha Puckett. I'll admit it. But I'm not even sure if I just "like" her anymore. I feel like it's more than that… maybe even… *gulp*… love. Even saying the word gives me the shivers. I mean, I'm only 17 for crying out loud! How could I LOVE someone?

"FREDDIE-BEAR, YOUR BREAKFAST IS READY!" Ugh, I'm sick of those Mickey Mouse-shaped glutton-free pancakes. Why my mother still makes them Mickey shaped beats me.

I quickly walk off to the kitchen before my mom has a chance to worry.

"There you are sweetie! I cut them up extra small so you won't choke!" Why would she bother making them Mickey shaped if she cuts them up anyway? Jeez.


After I finished my disgusting breakfast, I went back into my room to check the iCarly website. As I typed in the familiar URL, I couldn't help smiling. The iCarly was a big part of my life, it brought me and Sam closer together. We did all sorts of sketches on there that don't include Carly, such as Random Debates and Wake Up Spencer! We have lots of fun making them, and just getting to spend extra time with her makes me happy.

From across the room, I hear "Stumbling but yeah your still, looking hell fine. Keep doing what you're doing and Ima make it mine! Well you're a Hot Mess, and I'm falling for you…" Hot Mess by Cobra Starship, Sam's custom ringtone. Luckily nobody's ever heard it play, otherwise I'd be really embarrassed!

I unlocked my PearPhone and checked my new messages.

To: Freddie

From: Sam

Hey nub, don't forget we have that special late night iCarly thing tonite. nub.

I rolled my eyes at the unnecessary nub at the end. I decided I'd attempt at being a little flirty with her.

To: Sam

From: Freddie

I know, Princess Puckett. But thanx for the reminder : )

I started to regret sending it as soon as I pressed the button. Oh well. Hopefully she won't pumble me TOO hard.

To: Freddie

From: Sam

watever, nub. I need bacon. adios.

When doesn't she need bacon?

I changed out of my pj's into jeans and a Penny Tee that said "Special Ham" on it. Can you guess who it's about?

I took out my overnight bag and started packing my stuff for tonight. We're gonna do a late night iCarly special to celebrate our 200th webcast. Me and Sam are spending the night at Carls after we're done. I normally don't sleep over, well, because boys don't do sleepovers, but tonight I decided that since Sam's gonna be there, and there's a chance to see her in her pajama's… which hopefully don't cover too much. Ugh, cruse my teenage boy hormones!

I bet your wondering how I got my mom to agree to this. It took me a whole 3 hours to convince mom that I'd be sleeping in a totally different room than Sam and Carly (which isn't true) and that I'd brush my teeth and not eat anything that she doesn't approve of. Which also isn't true. Hey, after being around Sam all these years, her lying abilities have rubbed off on me!

I filled my overnight bag with my tech-equipment, an extra pair of clothes, my tooth brush and tooth paste (in case mom checks my bag), all I need now is my pajama's. This was tricky. It's supposed to reach over 95 degrees tonight, so I can't wear sweat pants.

You see, my mom doesn't buy me shorts for pajama's, she thinks I'll "be taken advantage of" if I wear them. So on really hot night I just wear my boxers, and nothing else. I don't think that'd be appropriate to wear with Carly and Sam right next to me… I guess I'll wear my white wife-beater and flannel pants, then take them off after the girls fall asleep. Why was deciding on pajama's such a hard decision?


A/N: I wrote this at 11:00 at night, so I'm sorry if it's not the best ; )

And I know there are some grammar errors, but I did that on purpose since Freddie was basically talking inside his head… and you don't need correct grammar then! Hooray!

So, do you like it? Hate it? TELL ME! : ) I promise it will get more interesting, the 1st chapter is badically an intro. Plus, some hot Seddie coming soon!

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PS- The title will make more more sense as the story goes on.