Yay! My first iCarly FanFiction! I love iCarly, it's so funny! Be prepared, this may get a little bit cutesy! Told from Sam's POV.
I walked into the iCarly studio and saw Freddie putting up the cameras for the webshow. I saw no sign of Carly, but I went into the studio anyways. It was an awkward relationship with Freddie. We weren't really friends. We pretended we hated each other, but in reality, we kissed each other and that affected us. We just kissed to have our first kiss, but now I kind of liked Freddie. How could I admit that to anyone? I'm Sam, a tough street girl, not a girl known to fall in love with a tech nerd like Freddie! I just hoped that I could ignore my feelings and keep acting like I hated him.
"Hey, Fredward. Working on your little nerd project?" I said.
"I happen to be working on a 120 GB storage server so we can store more videos." How can I love this nerd? Yet, I do.
"Whatever. Go ahead. I'm going to get some ribs out of Carly's fridge."
"Go on," he said.
I ran down the stairs and while I was staring at the fridge I began to talk to myself in a whisper. "Gosh, why do I love him so much? Seriously, he's not a bad, tough boy. Oh, what have I gotten myself into?"
"Sam has a crush!" I turned around to see Carly's brother Spencer standing there. I screamed.
"Spencer, what are you doing?" I hit him on the head with the Tupperware container I was holding and he groaned in pain.
"Nothing. But, who is this guy you like? Tell Spencer. Come on!"
I sighed. "Spence, I'm not telling you. I don't like anyone, okay. Now, leave."
Spencer rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine."
Just then, my best friend Carly Shay walked through the door. "Hey I'm… Sammmm! Why are you eating our ribs that we were going to have for dinner?"
She caught me red handed. "Look, they were calling me. And since I had to deal with a problem, they shouted even louder." Oops. Carly's going to ride me about it until I tell her my problem.
"Sam, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
"No, really!"
I led her and sat her down on the couch. "You have to promise you won't tell anyone about this, ever. And, I don't want you to freak out!"
"I promise, Sam. Now, what's up?"
"I like this guy, but he's not a bad boy or anything. In fact, you probably would think he's a loser!"
"Well, who is it? Ask him out! Make a move!" She was freaking out.
"I can't tell you and I can't ask him out."
"Why?"
"Because I can't date Freddie, that's why." Oops. Why did I have to let two things slip in one day?
Carly stared at me in disbelief. "Wait, you like Freddie? WHY DO YOU LIKE FREDDIE?"
Sam began to walk away. "I knew that you would freak out."
"I'm sorry. It's just… you and Freddie?"
"Listen, I don't know why I like him. I just do."
I turned around and there was Freddie, holding his nerd cables. "Sam? You like me? What?"
"This is not what it sounds like."
"It sounds like you like me but you don't want to date me because I'm not your type."
"Then, it's what it sounds like."
Carly spoke up. "Freddie, do you like Sam?"
Freddie got a little red. "I… uh… um… well…"
"SPILL IT!"
"Maybe."
Carly gasped. "Well, maybe you guys should date then?"
Sam nodded. Freddie said, "Maybe. Sam, you want to do me?"
Sam said, "Sure. Why not? But you have to promise that you won't tell anyone that we are together."
"Promise."
"Okay, then, um…"
"How about we go on a first date?"
"Sure."