Freddie Benson cared for his mother and friends. He loved every day and tried to be a good son, neighbor, student, and friend to all those around him. The teenager really was just a kind, responsible soul. Therefore, it was extremely out of character for the short young man to be tearing out of the apartment he dwelled as if Hell itself was at his heels.
He was late!
As he nearly tripped over the curb, Freddie gained more speed from his vertically challenged lower limbs, powerfully propelling himself toward the institution of learning that he so cherished.
That was, until his sneaker clad foot caught on an anomaly. Weightlessness snagged his body as he stumbled to the cold and unforgiving sidewalk, breaking the fall with his delicate cranium. Pain exploded as if a bomb detonated in his vision, causing neon lights to dance like Ke$ha on three kegs of booze. Groaning, the studious student sat up and gawked superfluously with fuzzy vision at the beauty he now realized he had tripped over.
Curls twirled down the woman's thin back and shone a brilliant gold glimmer that shamed the very sun. Her curvy outline was well developed with an hourglass figure and as she moved toward him, her beautiful body floated like a goddess from the heavens. Her legs were long and her thighs were the perfect size, strong and athletic and inviting. They were accented ever so slightly by the skin tight dark wash skinny jeans she donned that didn't make it past her slightly exposed midriff. Her hips swung gracefully and made her curves become animated. Her upper body was clothed in a short, loose tank top that emphasized the fact that she was definitely not a little girl. Her beautiful face, he could now see a little more clearly. As of it were sculpted by Aphrodite herself, this delicate porcelain face that-
Suddenly recognition slammed Freddie full force back into reality like waking up after a night enveloped in alcohol in Vegas. The words delicate, porcelain, and several other detailed fantasies were hastily put on an emergency stop as the hormonal teenager yelled in pure horror,
"SAM!"
I don't own iCarly.
So, yeah…. A little Sam and Freddie oneshot. Probably the only iCarly fic I will write since I really am not a fan, but I do like the pairing…. They are good together.
Please tell me what you think!
kirby