IM SORRY BUT THIS ONESHOT CAME INTO MY HEAD!
Sam POV.
I stare at Fredwad as he smirks at me. How could he of said that, it was completely out of ordinary …I'm starting to sound like Frednub over there smirking at me with those..lips! We are now in Carly's living room. Carly and Spencer are…I don't know…oh well.
"So you say that ice-cream is better than HAM?" I ask staring blankly at him.
"Yep". He smiled at me with those…lips! He has the most unusual lips because their the only ones I stare at for hours at a time. Freaky…yep I know. He was still mad that I pick on him…it's only emotionally and mentally now…he is getting…buff? I know who in this world would ever think that I, Sam Puckett think that Fredward is…getting hot. Ugh… I need ham. Oh yeah the conversation—argument were having...forgot.
"How could you hurt me so!" I sigh dramatically, holding my hand to my forehead.
"Dramatic much?" he smirks…again. Ugh if he smirks one more time, he better hope his mommy is near by…
"Ugh dork…Why be so…nubbish?" I ask trying to smirk, which ends with failure and I start to blush.
"Oh is that blush I see?" he smirks again holding up my chin to meet his eyes. I slapped his cheek and walk back. I got an idea. I walk over to the fridge and pull out ham and then I get ice cream from the freezer. I got three flavours, chocolate, mint and strawberry. I hand the three flavours to Freddifer and he gives me a confused look…perfect!
"What am I supposed to do with these?" he yells. I say nothing and grab a slice of ham and slap him across the face.
"Ow!" he shouts holding his cheek.
"Ha-ha, does ice-cream really beat ham?" I ask finally smirking right then.
"Oh it's on Puckett!" he smiles.
"Bring it Benson!" I yell back.
20mins later.
Okay…maybe we went a little too far…
Everywhere is covered in ham slices, the couch, the TV, the stair, the kitchen, Freddie and I…
And it's the same with ice-cream. Mine and Freddie's body is cover from head to toe in chocolate, strawberry, mint and some vanilla I found as well.
I'm standing staring at Benson while he is in shock. Oh no…Freddie—weddie is scared aww! Total Sarcasm there.
"Ugh we went too far." Freddie says.
"Thank you mr. obvious!" I say.
"Sam…" Yeah? Freddie? What wrong? Wait I'm saying this in my head…Ooops!
"Yeah Freddie?" I ask to suddenly feel lips on mine…it wasn't any lips it was…those lips…his lips…Freddie…
I start kissing back, I'm in heaven. He pulls back.
"Does that beat ham?" he asks.
"Nope!" I smile. He glares at me.
"I'll think about it!" I say. Ugh, that boy is so annoying but is a great kisser.
"Okay" He kisses me again. When we pulled apart, we looked around the room.
"Do you want to go upstairs?" he asks.
"And do what?" I ask. He smirks and grabs my wrist pulling me to the studio.
30 minutes later.
I am making out with Freddie. And guess what…I love it. He has been so nice to me. We talked for a while then it lead to making out…
"So do you like me Samantha Puckett?" oh! He did not just call me Samant—ugh its too disgusting to say…wait did he just ask me…
"What?" I say.
".?" he asks again.
"Ugh…" I stutter out.
"Well do you?" he asks with a smile…those ! I give up….
"Yes, I do l—"
"OH MY GOD! SAM!FREDDIE!" Carly screamed downstairs.
"Uh-oh" we said in unison.
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