Chapter 1

She stared out of the window in her biology lesson; she hated it anyway and never paid attention. She felt like falling asleep, her teacher wouldn't care. She put her head on the desk and almost drifted off when she heard a very familiar voice calling her name.

"Sam... Sam!" called Freddie tapping her shoulder.

"W-what?" she asked rubbing her eyes.

"You've been asleep the whole lesson. It's time to go home now." He said giving her an isn't-it-so-obvious look.

"Oh… Damn."

"C'mon let's go. Carly is waiting for us outside. She's talking to this guy." Freddie looked irritated and shuffled slightly. Sam immediately grinned.

"Aww. Is little Freddie getting jealous of this 'guy'?" she taunted him laughing.

"Shut up, Sam!" She just smiled and walked out the classroom to see Carly extremely close to a much older boy. He looked like he went to college. Sam could almost see why Freddie would be jealous; he was hot! She then leaned forward and kissed him. Carly opened her eyes and shot Sam a 'go without me' look.

"We should leave her. Wanna go for some pizza Fredweird?" she asked taunting him.

"Fine."

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Sam was sat on the sofa in Carly's house watching T.V. Carly and Freddie were upstairs rehearsing. Well… Freddie was but she was sure that Carly was in her bedroom with that guy she met, Jared.

She almost shuddered at the thought of her best friend getting 'it on' with him, he was a bit older than her, at least two years, so of course he would want more.

She flicked off the T.V and decided to go upstairs to see what Freddie was doing. She took the stairs three at a time but paused outside the door. Why did she feel like she was about to do something weird or important. A shiver ran down her spine.

"S'up Freddie. Is Carly with her new 'friend'." She asked as she went into the studio.

"Yeah. I keep hearing the most disgusting sounds coming from below us. It's a good job Spencer's staying over at his friends," Freddie said looking at his computer. "If he knew what his little sister was doing now… He'd flip. He was so bothered by Griffin but Jared is a whole new story."

Sam paused. She wanted to say something but didn't know whether she should.

"Freddie. Don't you ever feel really lonely not having a girlfriend?" She asked fiddling with her nails. He stopped typing on his keyboard.

"What do you mean? I have y—Carly as a friend. Well… I guess you're my friend," He paused. "We did—"

"Shut up Freddie. Unless you want to have kids I suggest you stop talking right now!" She glared at him.

"—kiss." He finished his sentence despite Sam's threat.

"You asked for it, Benson!" She lunged at him knocking him backwards onto a beanbag and started slapping him.

"Sam! Stop! You're—ow!—hurting me!"

She heard him cry out in pain and slowed down. She stopped hurting him. It was hurting her.

"Um… I'm sorry for hurting you."

"Wait. Did you just apologise to me?" Freddie asked cocking his head to the side. He put his shoulders behind him while Sam was still sat on his stomach. He was kind of cute and grown up. And his arms were pretty muscular; had he been working out?

"I-I guess." Sam replied looking down.

Freddie grabbed her chin and pulled her head up so they were looking each other in the eye. Then he leaned forward and Sam responded, leaning in also.

Their lips collided and it felt so strange… but so right? Sam forgot how to breathe and Freddie clutched her hips to pull her closer to him. Freddie's lips parted and he licked Sam's lower lip. Her lips parted also and then their tongues were dancing. They embraced on the floor and clawed at each other, wishing to be closer if it was even possible. Sam broke the kiss off and moved her eyes down past his stomach. She saw a raised bump in Freddie's crotch area. She raised one eyebrow and Freddie instantly blushed.

"Um… Well we were really close and you were practically laying on my—" She silenced him again and moved her hands towards his belt.

Suddenly, they heard the elevator whir and they quickly jumped up and positioned themselves casually. Sam was sat casually on a beanbag and Freddie stood behind his laptop, fiddling with his camera.

Carly strolled in looking extremely ruffled then said cheerily,

"Hey! Jared had to go home so are we going to practice or what?" Then she stared at Freddie and Sam who looked extremely suspicious. "Is something wrong? You look really flushed Sam." Sam's brain then clicked into place.

"Not as flushed as you! You're face is Lobster Red. After all, you were the one having se—"

"Sssh! Promise me you won't tell Spencer!" She begged.

"I promise." Sam said but she sighed.

"I won't either." Said Freddie very quietly from behind Carly.

That was close. Very close. Sam thought.

After the iCarly practice, Sam and Freddie left Carly's house. Freddie got out his key to open his door and Sam spoke:

"Hey, Freddie."

"What?" he asked.

"Can I come round to your place tonight? I don't really want to stay at mine and isn't your mom going to that pottery convention tonight?"

"Um… Yeah she is and sure you can. See you later."

"10pm?" she asked.

"Yeah… I mean, sure." He grinned.

What…the…fuck?! Freddie thought as Sam bounded round the corner and he quickly went inside his door.

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A/N: Hello Friends! My first fanfic ^o^ and I was really tired when I wrote this. Sorry the chapter is so short D:

Leave a review pleasee and tell me if you think I should carry on. :) The rating might change to M but please don't stop reading just cos of that. ^^