Hey guys, i'm back with a multi-chapter fanfic! This is going to lead up to christmas so hold onto your socks and enjoy this! It's not great, the first chapter, but I promise it will be better soon! So read and enjoy because it's taken me DAYS to write this and I want it to be perfect! Thanks! Please review! Much love

~Charlotte~

"People call me Carly!"

"People call me Sam! And behind the camera is our less funny and completely irritating tech producer!" By that Sam meant 'our extremely funny and completely hot tech producer!' Obviously she would never admit this.

"Oh, ha ha," said Freddie sarcastically behind the camera.

Sam and Carly ignored Freddie and shouted, "And this is iCarly!"

"Okay, so Freddie, Sam and me have been getting into the Christmassy mood this week," Carly said speaking to their audience.

"Yep," said Sam. She walked over to the side and grabbed three Christmas hats, then walked back into the camera shot. Sam gave one hat to Carly and one to Freddie and put one on her head. "And with only 3 weeks to go we decided to fill you in with what we're doing for the holidays!"

"We decided to decorate the iCarly studio a bit to make it more Christmassy," said Carly.

Freddie moved the camera around the iCarly studio to demonstrate what Carly had just said. The car to the side of the studio had Christmas lights all around the front of it and all around the sides. By the window behind the two girls hung more Christmas light shining all different colours and tinsel hung from the sides of the window. There was a huge Christmas tree in front of the window covered in different coloured baul-bauls and tinsel.

"Comment after the show to tell us what cha think!" remarked Sam.

"And now..."

Freddie POV

Me and Sam walked into the Groovy Smoothie after iCarly finished. Carly was catching up with a school project that she needed to finish off, she was getting behind. She'd been stressing over what we were going to do for iCarly so she didn't get any of it done. It was a great show, we'd got a lot more viewers from last time and everyone seemed to love what we'd done. I think everyone was getting into the Christmas mood with us.

I love Christmas, it was a time that almost everyone celebrated. I say almost because Lewbert, our doorman, was just like the Scrooge of the 21st Century. I think it's because he doesn't have any family or anything here in Seattle. Sometimes I feel sorry for him but then I remember that he's always been like that and possibly can't be changed so I don't feel bad anymore.

"T-Bo, one Strawberry Splat!" Sam yelled over to T-Bo who was standing behind the counter. "What do you want Fredward?" I shifted my eyes to Sam who was standing next to me. We were walking towards one of the tables.

"Urm, Blueberry Banana Blitz," I answered.

"Okay, you're paying," Sam said. Of course I was.

"Urgh, why do I always have to pay for your smoothie?"

"Because I don't get money from my mom, so you have to pay for me."

I gave T-Bo the money for the smoothies and gave Sam her smoothie. She's better pay me back the money or i'll never buy her a smoothie again.

When we sat down at the table Sam had her phone out and was constantly tapping on the screen.

"Who are you texting?" I asked.

I wasn't really expecting her to answer but she answered me anyway which was a change from when I would ever ask her a question. "This guy that I met at the store when I was buying meat before the show," she replied looking up at me. For some reason hearing this gave me a small jolt in my stomach that I didn't like. It felt like anger or jealousy but I couldn't put a finger on why I felt like that. Luckily it only lasted for a second.

"Oh," I said breezily. Hopefully she couldn't realise how my throat had closed up and my 'oh' came out a little broken. I managed to recover myself. "So what're you texting him about?"

"You know, just stuff. Mostly about how much he hates bacon! The boy is driving me mad!" Well this was strange. How did she even get him number anyway?

"So why are you texting that random guy? You hate people who don't like bacon!"

"Merr, I thought he was cute so I asked him for his number, but now I've been texting him I've found out how much of a nub he is. Even nubbier than you." Coming from Sam, that was compliment. "I'm not even gonna tell you how much of a nub he is, the list would be so long that you'd have to use 50 Biro's to write it out all out."

"Why don't you stop texting him then?"

"I'm trying to! I even deleted his number but he won't stop texting me! It's driving me nuts!" She banged her phone on the table and a random number popped up when she did so. "Aw man, he's trying to call me again! Fix my phone, Freddie!"

"What do you want me to do to your phone?" I asked.

"I don't know!" her voice became hysterical. "Block his number; block my number from his phone. Break my phone, anything! Just get him to stop calling me! Seriously, he's driving me mad and I've only been texting him for thirty minutes!"

I grabbed her phone while she was trying to calm herself down. I blocked the guys' number from Sam's phone and then I traced the number of the call from a pear phone app and then found out where it was calling from. Then I hacked into the dude's phone using mine and deleted Sam's number from it.

"Okay, done. Hopefully he's not a math wiz so he doesn't remember your number. I hacked into his phone and deleted your number and I blocked the number anyway," I said to Sam. I don't know why I just done that for Sam but I didn't mind doing it. It was alright trying to get a random guy off her back. I smiled inside.

"Thanks, Benson," she sighed. She drank from her smoothie until you could hear a slurping sound indicating that her smoothie had reached its end. A song came on in the background and it was a song by MIKA, 'Grace Kelly'. I knew how much Sam loved this song, it was her happy song. As soon as it came on Sam squealed (a very un-Samish thing for her to do) and then began to sing it quietly. I never knew a song could make a teenage girl so happy.

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

It was strange watching Sam Puckett singing to a song that was so bubbly, even though she was definitely a bubbly person, and so happy in a smoothie shop. It was mesmerising to watch.

I had to admit, I did love this song as well but not as much as Sam. It was quite an old song – at least a year old – but she still loved it. I honestly think that it's the song that puts her into her best mood.

"Oh my gosh, I need to put this as my ringtone!" Sam said excitedly, grabbing her phone.

Looking at her franticly looking up the song on Pear Tunes was honestly making me smile and I smiled wider when she found the song. I wiped the smile away when she looked up but it came back just as quickly as it went when I saw that she was smiling.

"I got it! And save as ringtone... Okay, done!" She made a happy squeal again. I had never ever seen her this happy before but it was kind of sweet. I would have to thank MIKA for making the most aggressive girl happy.

"Why's there a smile on your face?" she asked me.

"Are you kidding? It because I've never seen you so happy over anything – well apart from ham. I don't understand how you're so happy over a song!"

"Uh, it's a great song, and it just makes me happy! I don't even understand why it makes me happy!" The look of her so happy made me want to stare in awe but I knew I couldn't or it would look strange and I didn't want to bring her out of her happy mood. The drama with the guy who kept texting her forgotten all because of a song.

"Did you know that Carly's throwing a Christmas party this year?" I asked Sam. I had seen one of Carly's blogs on the iCarly website saying that she had major planning to do for a party. No one had told me about it and I had to find out over the internet. It suddenly hit me that that was maybe why she hadn't come to the Groovy Smoothie with us.

"Oh yeah, Carls is gonna make it a big thing cause last years party went so well," Sam told me.

"Why didn't anyone tell me? I had to find it out by the her blog!" I said. I was there friend too so why had I only found out now? "When is it?"

"It's not until 2 weeks time so you have plenty of time to worry about looking pretty and getting a date and stuff." When she said date I saw her eyes flash with some emotion but it was gone when I looked back at her pool deep blue eyes.

I let it go because I wasn't quite sure at what to say, her good mood was already wearing off, so I just nodded.

"Have you finished your smoothie?" I asked Sam.

"Yeah, should we go back to Carly's?" She picked up her jacket and bag getting ready to go.

"Yeah." We grabbed our things and left. I opened the door for Sam and she blushed and walked through. I felt my cheeks becoming warmer and getting angry at the annoying gentlemen in my self.

Sam's POV

Freddie and I walked side by side to Carly's apartment. I could feel the heat off of Freddie radiating off of him and onto me; it felt nice. Our close proximity almost making me want to reach out and touch his arm. Whoa, when did Freddie's arm get so muscley? How could I've not noticed?

Luckily I was saved when we got to Carly's apartment and I went straight to the fridge. We didn't need to knock on the door – they'd left the door unlocked again. I got the ham out of the fridge while Freddie sat on the couch. I brought the whole plate of ham and put it on the coffee table and sat next to Freddie and began to munch on the ham.

"I will never understand how much you eat but still be on slim," Freddie said, eying me eating the ham.

I wasn't really sure how to reply so I just shrugged and carried on eating. Just then Carly came down the stairs.

"Aw, Sam, you're not eating our ham again?"

"When does she not eat your ham?" Freddie answered her. I turned my head around and smiled at both of them. Will they ever understand that 'Sam Loves Ham'?

"Hey Carls, I see you've got the decorations up. No metal tree this year?" When I said this, her eyes flashed with some strange emotion I didn't know. It seemed like she was remembering something and she shuddered. I suddenly remembered that she ran up to me and hugged me last christmas. I also remembered that Freddie had guiltily moved away from Carly after he'd hugged her...

"No, Spencer's finally decided that he's going to leave all of the electrical things and things to do with metal stuff cause they always end up in fires," she stated.

Me and Freddie laughed at the same time. Laughing together made it sound musical and hearing it made me shiver.

Time passed slowly as we watched a movie, Spencer was on a date with some girl he met at the market a few days ago.

"Urgh, I'm too full of ham!" I said halfway through the movie. I stretched and lied down with my head resting on Freddie's lap and my feet resting on Carly's. Neither of them pushed me off. Not even Freddie.

Freddie's POV

Sam rested her head on my lap and I was frozen. I thought that I should've pushed her off or asked her to get off me but I didn't want to. She looked content and I felt content with her head on my lap. If she was the one that lied on me first she must have felt alright with it herself. Another reason I didn't throw her off was because I was too tired to argue. I was too tired to do anything other than to just sit there and play with the blonde demon's hair.

Her hair was soft and just washed; she always kept it so clean. I could smell the strawberry shampoo that she used and it made my head swim, not because it was bad but because it was nice. I played with her hair absentmindedly as we watched the movie, which was – for the record – really bad, it was a pathetic chick-flick. Carly had chosen it.

The movie finished and I was stiff from sitting still too long but I didn't want to move. Carly was still awake but Sam was fast asleep and I didn't know what to do.

"Hey Carly," I whispered. "What should we do about Sam? She's asleep and she's lying on us both."

"We'll probably have to wake her up," Carly said. I didn't want to wake the peaceful Sam up; she looked too comfortable and deep in sleep to awaken. On one hand I didn't want to wake her but on the other hand my mom would have a heart attack if I didn't get home quick. So I whispered to Sam to wake her up.

"Hey Sam, you've gotta get up." She didn't move. "Sam, get up!" I said more loudly.

"Hey... Hey Sam! Wake up!" Carly shouted. Sam stirred and woke up as if her alarm had just gone off. She lifted her head off of my lap and sat up properly. Sam yawned, stood up and stretched.

"Hey, guys," she said calmly. She looked cute when she was tired; it looked like she was years younger and just a child.

"I'm gonna go, my mom's probably going to have a heart attack if I'm not home in the next twenty seconds. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

As I said this Sam reached her arms out to me and said, "Hey Fredward, help me up." I held on to her hands and pulled her up with little force. She was so slim and light that it was as easy and picking up a teddy bear.

Carly got up as well but didn't insist on my help to get her up. "Come on Sam, let's go to bed." Carly picked up the remote and turned the TV off. Sam yawned and nodded her head in agreement.

"Later Fredweird," Sam said.

"Night Freddie," was Carly's reply.

I walked out of Carly's apartment and gently shut the door behind me. As I walked into my own apartment across the hall I thought about the feel of Sam's hands in mine. My hands tingled as I thought about it and it felt like they needed to be in Sam's again. I'd never felt like that before out of the many times she'd insisted that I help her up.

Tonight was a strange night.

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