Behind Closed Doors

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SAM's POV (her thought's)

What was I thinking?

Kissing Freddie. Now everything is different. I haven't insulted that dork for TWO weeks now.

Everything is weird. We couldn't even hug after David Archuleta won 'America Sings'.

If we keep going on like this someone is bound to find out.

I can hardly believe that Carly has not caught on yet.

I'm actually at my house for once.

Carly had to stay up and work on a history project and she said the only way I could stay over

is if I helped.

That required work, so I went home.

Just lying here on my bed. Thinking about things that need to be thought.

I'm strong. Always have been and always shall be, but with Freddie and this kiss…..

I'm scared. What if someone finds out? Or if I enjoyed it? Wait, did I just think that!?

I did not enjoy that kiss. NO way NO how. Come on Sam, that's crazy. This is FREDDIE.

I can not like him. No…..no….. maybe?

*RING RING* oh, my phone. Hey, a text from Carly.

'Sam, Freddie's computer crashed and he lost our bit for the next iCarly. Can you get back over here?

You can stay the night without helping me……. Oh, and we have ham. ~ Carly'

I better get over there. It's the ham that did it.

iCarly is the greatest thing that ever happened in my life, well that and beef jerky.

No one will ever know my thoughts,

Behind closed doors.