A/N: Hey everyone this is my first iCarly fanfic. Please enjoy it. And don't forget to review.

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.

Chapter 1

The Mistake

Freddie POV:

"Freddie," I heard Carly yell over the music.

I stood up trying to find where her voice was coming from. I soon found my brunette friend a few feet away.

"Over here, Carly," I shouted getting her attention and motioning her over.

"Hey, it's about time to go."

I looked at my watch to see that it was 12:35 AM. I had promised Spencer I would have Carly home by 1 AM. We were currently at a friend's party. It was a normal teenage party. It had loud music, wild dancing, and someone had found a way to sneak alcohol past the chaperones. Carly had had only one or two drinks so she was only slightly tipsy. I on the other hand was the designated driver, so I only had some water.

"Freddie, where's Sam?" Carly asked.

"She went to the bathroom. I'll go get her."

I made my way into the crowd leaving Carly behind. Sam was my girlfriend of two years now. She became my responsibility as most people looked at it. I was supposed to be her calming effect, though that was not always the case. Sam still beat up kids at school, including me. Even when we got together we were fighting.

-flashback—

We were doing iCarly. Gibby, Sam and I were doing one our Pathetic Plays. Somehow Sam got messed up with one of her lines so she blamed me. Of course.

Then we were off. Gibby and Carly tried to get us to calm down. And soon we did like they said, but we were still in a staring match.

I want to kiss her, I thought. The next thing I knew I did. Right on the lips. The crazy thing was she actually kissed me back.

After a few seconds, we pulled back.

"What about your crush on Carly?" she asked me.

"Over it," I answered.

"Good." And she pulled me back for another kiss.

-end flashback—

We're now 18 years old and in the middle of our senior year. Sam and I becoming a couple felt like it just happened yesterday. I was so happy with her. I believe I might even love her.

I continued to make my way through the crowd. Out the corner of my eye I saw Sam making her way upstairs. I followed her to the second floor. I wondered if the downstairs bathroom had a huge line so she decided to find another one.

Sam made her way down the hall. She opened up the door and closed it behind her.

What the heck is she doing? I thought. We had already passed the bathroom. I went up to the door Sam had disappeared behind, and turned the knob. Luckily, it was unlocked. I opened the door to find Sam with another guy. The guy had his back to me, and he was kissing Sam. They were making their way over to the bed. Soon, Sam was lying on the bed.

God, no. I thought. I stood in shock for only a second, and then I was in action. I pulled the guy off of Sam to see that it was Jonah, Sam's ex-boyfriend. I punched him and he fell onto the floor. I turned towards Sam.

She was shocked. Then she began to smile at me. "Ah, Fredbear, you found me. But, you didn't have to knock him out. We were just having some fun."

Sam reeked of alcohol. She wasn't this way when she left to go to the bathroom. I didn't know what had happened to her.

"Sam, can you stand up?" I asked.

She tried and failed.

"Alright, come on." I picked Sam up, and carried her out the door bridal style.

Sam started giggling. "Thank you, Freddie weddie."

I made my way downstairs to find Carly. Once I found her, I motioned for her to take the lead to my car. I had a Nissan Altima.

Once we were outside, Carly began questioning me.

"Freddie, what happened to Sam? She is practically sweating alcohol. And what happened to your hand? It's bleeding."

I sighed. "Carly, not now. I'll tell you later. First, let me get Sam into the car. Second, get into the back with Sam. We need to try to keep her woke for a little while to make sure she's okay."

"Alright," Carly replied. She climbed into the backseat next to Sam who I had buckled in the middle seat.

I went around to the trunk of my car. In a minute I had found what I was looking for. I handed a bag to Carly. She looked at me in confusion.

"In case she pukes," I answered her silent question.

I got into the car and drove us home.

After I had parked in the parking garage, the three of us, I was still carrying Sam, headed to Carly's apartment. She went in first to make sure Spencer had already gone to bed. When she gave the okay, I entered the apartment. I placed Sam in the sitting position on the couch.

"Carly, can you get me some water, bread, and the trash can?" I asked.

"Sure, Freddie," she answered.

She went into the kitchen and came back with the items I asked for.

"Great. Now should Sam change clothes or keep these on?"

"Let her keep them on for now. She can change in the morning."

"Okay," I said. I turned my attention to Sam. "Sam you need to drink this and eat some bread, okay?"

After practically forcing Sam to eat and drink, I carried her up to Carly's bedroom. Carly followed behind us. I laid Sam on her stomach. Almost as soon as I put her down Sam fell asleep.

"Hopefully with the food in her, she won't throw up," I told Carly. "But just in case, try to make sure she stays on her stomach so that she won't choke on her own vomit."

"Freddie," Carly said, "I know."

"Right." I knelt beside Sam and kissed her on her forehead. "See you tomorrow, Carls."

I made my way to my own place. I stopped in the kitchen to wash away to blood, which wasn't even mine. Then I made my way across the hall and to my own bed.

I continued to lie in my bed wide awake. I had no clue where to go from there (and I'm not talking about going to sleep). Was Sam going to cheat on me?

I couldn't believe it. Sam was going to cheat on me, if I hadn't stopped it.

Sam and I had been each other's firsts less than a year ago. We did it because we trusted each other. But, what now?

I decided to sleep on it. Sam and I had a lot to talk about.