iHave A Craving
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.
A/N: Okay sorry for not updating in two weeks but I have been extremely busy with school All the projects and what not. I'm going to die if school continues on like this. Oh well, I just thought of this oneshot and here it is. Freddie's POV.
It was strange. Never ever have I had this strange feeling. This feeling of emptiness. I needed it now, right now. Here I sat in front of my laptop, just thinking about one thing and one thing only. Ham.
Now you might be thinking, what's so strange about craving ham. Well I will tell you. You see, I've been friends with Sam for the longest time, and everyone knows that nothing gets between Sam and her ham. Haha, that rhymed. Okay, anyway that was a reason that I never craved ham, since I hardly ever ate it. But now you are thinking, well why don't I eat it when Sam's not around. That's another thing and I think two words will answer your question. My mother.
So right now, I was craving for the meat product and I needed it. I stood up from behind my laptop and made my way to the kitchen. I knew that my kitchen wouldn't have any trace of processed meat but it never hurt to just give it a try. I walked into the kitchen where my mother was preparing dinner. I walked to the fridge and opened it, peering inside, looking for any ham. I couldn't find any and I figured it wouldn't kill if I asked my mother.
"Are you looking for something sweetie?" My mom asked before I could.
"Yeah, I was. Do we by any chance have any ham?" I asked, closing the fridge door.
"Ham? We certainly do not. Do you know how much sodium there is in ham? I can't let my baby eat that." My mom said.
"But..." I tried to argue but I was cut off.
"No buts young man. No ham means no ham." She said. I grumbled to myself and was about to walk back to my room when I remembered Carly's apartment was just across the hall and they almost always had ham.
"Mom I'm going to Carly's for a while." I said.
"I mean it Freddie, no ham." She said.
"Yeah yeah." I said and exited the apartment. This won't be the first time I've disobeyed her.
I walked into the shay's apartment, which was unlocked as usual. I couldn't pick a lock, not like Sam. The apartment however was empty. Carly must have been upstairs.
"Carly? Spencer? You guys in?" I asked as I made my way to the kitchen.
Again I opened the fridge and looked for a plate of ham, and again I was disappointed. There was no ham.
"Carly?" I shouted again.
"They're not in." A familiar voice said from behind me. I turned around to face Sam.
"Well then why are you here?" I asked.
"Since when have I cared if someone was home or not before breaking in." She said.
"Good point." I said but then I noticed Sam lifting her hand and placing a slice of ham into her mouth. In her other hand was the plate of ham. She must have seen me staring at it since she broke the silence.
"Um what are you staring at?" She asked.
"Oh um...just...Can I have a slice of ham?" I asked. I swear I must have been drooling right there.
"What? No, get your own ham." She spat out.
"Oh c'mon. That's not even your ham." I stated.
"Well what's Carly's is mine so it is mine." She said.
"Please Sam." I said walking closer and putting my hands together, begging. I can't believe I'm begging for ham, and begging to Sam no less.
"Whoa begging? What's gotten into you. First you want ham then you are begging?" She asked.
"I just had a sudden craving for ham, so please just give me a slice." I said.
"Fine." She said as she handed me the slice of meat. I put it in my mouth, hoping the taste will take the craving away. I savored the piece of meat, taking my time to enjoy the flavor. I finally swallowed but strangely I was still craving it.
"Can I have another?" I asked. By then Sam was putting the last slice into her mouth. I watched as she chewed on the last piece of ham.
"Too bad, I just ate the last one. Anyway, you only asked for one slice." She said as she too swallowed the last remnants of ham.
I admitted defeat. Looks like that one piece of ham wasn't enough to satisfy the craving. I looked to Sam, then my eyes traveled to her mouth. I don't know what came over me but I was thinking that maybe her mouth still tasted like ham. I mean I may have been slightly wacky at times but this time takes the cake.
I walked up to Sam, so close that she seemed a little shocked.
"Back off Benson. Do you know something called personal space." She said as she pushed me back, but I couldn't control myself. I stepped back towards her. "Listen Ben..." I cut her off when I planted my lips on hers.
I moved my tongue against her lips, trying as much to take in all the ham taste I could get. To my surprise, she opened her mouth and I slid my tongue in. He tongue too entered my mouth and we continued kissing. Every fibre of my body was telling this was wrong but I couldn't stop.
Soon I realized that I no longer cared about the taste of ham but rather the kiss itself. Then it hit me. I wasn't craving for ham, I was craving for Sam. My eyes shot opened and I pulled away.
"I'm...i'm sorry...I uh....didn't know what came over me." I said as I blushed ten shades of red. She too was blushing. "Um I uh...think I should go." I said as I made my way back to the door. But something grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back. I suddenly felt the familiar feeling on my lips again. Sam was kissing me again. My eyes could have popped out of it's socket right there.
She finally pulled away and I just stood there, too shocked to say anything.
"I had a craving too." She said and walked back upstairs. I just stood there. My craving was satisfied but I still felt empty.
A/N: Okay that was it. A really short oneshot. I hope you liked it. I feel that I could continue this with one more chap so do you want another chap or keep it like this. So please review.