A/N: Hello all, Hope yall are doing well. Here is the awaited sequel to Heart Attack.

Senior year is here at last! But, trouble arises for Sam and Freddie when future plans clash, and a familiar face from Sam's past resurfaces. They thought they could make it through anything after Junior year, but will they be able to survive the pressure coming from every corner? *Sequel to Heart Attack*

Hope you guys enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly.

Chapter 1

*Freddie's POV*

Last Friday before senior year starts

"Yeah Wes, I went to the gym at like six this morning… Dude I'm just happy coach gave us this last day off before school starts. Sam was getting sick of coming over at nine every night to watch me ice my shoulders and legs…" I said. Wes had called to do his check to make sure I had gone to the gym to do my daily workout. Mainly, because he is my workout partner and coach decided to end football camp yesterday to rest up for school.

"No, my mom has to work all day…I don't know what I'm doing today… I sent Sam a text early this morning asking if she wanted to hangout, but she hasn't text back… I know right, knowing her she still sleep it's only 12 right now." I laughed.

All of a sudden there was a knock at the door. I walked over to answer the door while Wesley went on and on about his problems with Leslie. I opened the door to a mouth dropping site. Sam was standing in my doorway with some extremely short shorts on with a white tank top on, and I could've sworn I saw a nipple. That means she was not wearing a bra.

I gulped as she blew a bubble in my face and smiled. "Hey Fredward, I uh... I got your message." She said with a smile.

I felt my mouth water as Sam brushed past me and headed straight towards my room. I knew exactly what she wanted, and because of football she hadn't gotten it in about a week. "Hey Wes… I'm going to have to call you back." I said hanging up the phone and ran into my room.

When I got there I shut my door, and turned around to see Sam standing right behind me. She grabbed me and pushed me onto the bed, before pulling her shirt off. I was right she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Sam, I…" I started.

"Shut up Freddie." Sam said through frustration. "It has been a week. The only thing I want to here is heavy panting, my name, and how great this is about to feel."

I slightly laughed at her spill. I knew she was sexually frustrated. Since she been back in town we had been fucking like rabbits. I laid back on my hands, and let Sam take charge… for this round at least.

Sam grabbed my basketball shorts and pulled them and my boxers down. "Up," She said placing her hands on my bed. I started scooting back and she followed me up on to the bed. She grabbed me and began stroking me up and down. She placed her mouth on my tip and quickly removed it.

She was teasing me. She smiled as my face tensed up as she continued her pattern of stroking and only mouthing my head.

I finally cracked. "Oh come on Sam!" I said. She smiled before taking me into her mouth completely. I was in ecstasy. Sam continued until I stopped her. I didn't want to finish early.

She smiled as she straddled me and pushed my shirt up. I pulled it off as she rubbed on my abs, while licking he lips. She started kissing my abs and worked her way up to my lips. I caught her by surprise when I grabbed her by her hips and flipped her over.

She yelped in surprise causing me to laugh against her lips. I kissed her more before making my way to her spot behind her ear. She growled low in my ear causing me to want her even more. I moved down further taking her right breast into my mouth biting her nipple. That caused her to moan even louder. She loved the roughness. I took her other nipple and squeezed it between two of my fingers before switching sides.

She began to move her hips up and down against me. I smiled as I looked at her. She was biting her lip again. It was her silent way of asking for more. "It's not fair that I'm the only one completely naked here." I said in a sexy tone. I began to move my kisses down her abdomen stopping at her tiny shorts.

"Then get rid of them." She said rubbing her foot up my side. I did as I was told unbuttoning her shorts and pulling them down. Sam meant business when she came here; no underwear either. I pulled them off and dropped them on the floor before placing her knees over my shoulder.

I pulled her closer to me and kissed her outer lips. I began to suck on her clit causing her to stir against me.

"Oh… Freddie," She moaned. I smiled against her and stuck my tongue inside her opening, while I massaged her clit. "Aw, fuck!" She screamed out grinding her hips against my face. I continued to lap her up until she froze under me. I stopped and kissed my way back up her body.

When she recuperated, she flipped me over and climbed on top of me. She grabbed me and slowly made her way down on top of me. She adjusted herself accordingly and began bouncing on top of me.

"Damn… Sam," I managed to get out. It was hard to keep from busting with her breast bouncing in my face. After awhile I decided to do some of the work. I grabbed her hips and held her still, I began to pump in and out of her as fast as I could.

"FUCK FREDDIE!" She screamed out. "OH MY GOD!" She said as I came to a stop. She hopped off for a second so she could turn around; the reverse cowgirl. She placed herself back on top of me and began to roll her entire body, using my chest to keep her balance. Once she knew she was steady she began to bounce up and down on top of me. I didn't know how much longer I could last.

"Shit Sam, I don't know how much more I can take…" I said honestly through my panting.

"Oh babe, please don't stop," She begged. "You can do it, I believe in you." She moaned out. Something about her begging made me want to last longer. I held in the need to let go as she continued to bounce.

Sam bent over placing her hands on either side of my legs and continued to bounce on me. Her ass was in full view. "OH MY GOD," I yelled out as I found myself almost there.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

"Hey Freddie, is everything okay in there…" I heard from the other side. My eyes widened as I tried to tell my mother not to open the door, but it was too late.

My mom flung the door open causing her to scream; Sam grabbed my galaxy wars blanket that my grandmother made me and threw it over us just as my mother shut the door.

"I want the two of you dressed and in the living room now." She yelled through the door.

*Sam's POV*

"Well, that was officially the most embarrassing moment of my life." Freddie said.

I reached from under my side of the blanket and slapped him across the back of my head.

"OW," he yelled.

"Idiot, why the hell didn't you lock the damn door?" I asked.

"How the hell was I to know that she would come home early today? Plus, I was a little pre-occupied." He commented back. I gave him a death glare and climbed from underneath the sheet.

"I SAID NOW!" Marissa yelled from the living room.

"WE'RE COMING MOM!" Freddie said back, right before I hit him with his clothes. We got dressed, thankfully I keep some sweats and bras at his house. Sometimes when his mom has late shifts at the hospital I just stay the night there. Then we made the walk of shame into the living room.

We sat across from Marissa and refused to look her in the eyes, as she shot the both of us death glare.

"I feel like I've been a really reasonable mother." She started surprisingly calm. I knew this wasn't going to go well. She looked over at Freddie. "When you told me that you two were in a relationship, I looked past all the negativities and gave her a chance. When I found the used condom in the trash back in July and you two admitted you were having sex, I handled it well." She said causing me to comment.

"You're kidding right?" I started. "First, you wouldn't get out of bed for two weeks straight. Then, when you did, you made us go through hours of STI pictures. Also, for days you kept referring to me as 'The Skank, who stole your son's innocence,' shortened to simply The Skank. When you found out that wasn't true."

Freddie elbowed me as his mom's look intensified. "Babe, it could've been worse." He said shooting me a warning look.

"True," I shrugged.

"Excuse me for being a worried mother Sam, but I felt that you kids should have all the facts if you were going to… continue in this sinful relationship." She said causing me to roll my eyes and cross my arms.

"However, what I just saw was the last straw. No more, Ms. Nice Benson." She said.

"Mom," Freddie asked. "What are you talking about?"

"You two have had a full summer of 'romance' and… sexcapades. But, now I think you two need to end this."

"WHAT?!" Freddie shouted. I just starred at her like she was crazy. After all, she wasn't my mom she couldn't tell me what to do, and all of my parents adore Freddie, whether we're having sex or not.

"Look, school starts Monday, and it's you guys senior year and the both of you need to focus on classes." She said.

I scoffed and shook my head. "Mom, being together isn't going to keep us away from our school work." He said.

"And, what about afterwards huh, Freddie you're going to be valedictorian, which means you have the choice of going anywhere in the country. Yale, Harvard, Princeton, MIT, they're all at your grasp. Not to mention all the scholarships you will be offered, but you have got to keep your studies up. And, you Sam," She said turning to look at me, but stalled when it came to speaking. "You could graduate." She said causing me to stand up and gather my things. I had heard enough for the day.

"Low blow mom," Freddie said shaking his head.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean for it to be. It's just that I don't know what Sam's ambitions or life goals are. I mean Freddie told me you completed your probation." She said trying to clear up the mess before things got worse.

"Yeah, let me help you here Ms. B," I stated as I threw my hair in a bun before I headed into the hot sun. "I have no ambitions; I don't know what I'm going to do with my life after high school. Hell, I most likely won't go to college." She said.

"Sam that's sad to hear." Marissa said causing me to roll my eyes at her again.

"Well get ready for the kicker here. I'll stop seeing your son on my own terms. You're not going to stop us from seeing each other, because some nightmare that I'm going to interrupt his studies, I have no intention too. I love him and I support him on any decision he makes. Most importantly, with all respect, you're not one of my parents and honestly you can't tell me what to do." I said.

Marissa grabbed her heart at my confession which I felt had gotten better over the months. I had tried to start watching my mouth in front of her, per Freddie's request. We were really raised two different ways, and though my parents didn't like me using profanity at them, they didn't really care if I used it. His mom has a serious issue with it.

"Look, you two have a lot to talk about." I said heading towards the door.

"Wait Sam," Freddie said following me towards the door.

"Um, Freddie, I may not be her mother, but I am yours." She said Freddie already knew where this was headed. "You're grounded for two weeks."

He nodded his head; it was nothing new to him these days. "Can I just walk her to her car? It's the gentlemen thing to do." He pleaded.

"Fine, you're back up here in 5 minutes or it doubles, and you lose your phone and car privileges." She said heading towards her room.

Me and Freddie walked out the door into the hallway then he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"You know we haven't even been together for a full year, and I've been ground at least a dozen times." He said. "See what kind of problems you causing for me Puckett." He said kissing me on the back of my neck.

I pulled him into the elevator and threw him against the wall. "Hey, I tried to stay away from you remember you pulled me back in." I said before pulling him into a heated kiss. I moved my hand up and down on his pants until I felt him harden. "And, you should watch what you say to me, because I can cause you even more problems." I finished just as the elevator stopped.

"See you Monday." I said with a cheery smile as I walked out of the elevator and into the parking garage.

"REALLY SAMANTHA," Freddie yelled because I left him in his predicament.

"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR TALKING SHIT AND NOT LOCKING THE FUCKING DOOR!" I yelled back. "YOU BETTER GET BACK UPSTAIRS BEFORE YOU GET INTO MORE TROUBLE! I'LL TEXT YOU WHEN I GET HOME!" I climbed in my car and drove off.

I was frustrated with everything at this point. I really don't know why, but his mom had seriously gotten under my skin this time. Usually I just ignore her, and blame her obsession with Freddie's life a lack of having one of her own, but this time it was different.

I pulled up to the house to see mom's car, but not James. Then again it was the last Friday of the summer, and 3:00 in the afternoon.

I opened the door and went straight into the kitchen. My mom was sitting there cutting coupons.

"Mom, you married a lawyer," I stated causing her to shoot me a confused look. "So, why do you still find it necessary to go couponing?" I asked.

My mom shook her head and laugh. "Unfortunately, I married one of those good deed lawyers that take on less fortunate clients. Therefore, even though we have money, we still aren't throwing it up in the air and rolling around in it like many lawyer's families." My mom answered as she continued to cut out coupons.

I reached in the fridge and grabbed the carton of orange juice and took a swig out of it.

"Damnit Sam, what have I told you about drinking out of the carton?" She asked looking disgusted.

"What, I'm thirsty." I said taking another swig.

"Then use a glass." She said back.

"So, I have to wash it later, no thank you." I said my mom rolled her eyes. "You know we could avoid this conversation if you find a coupon for some deal on getting to orange juices." I said with a devious smile.

"Dually-noted," My mom said giving in. "Why are you home so early, I thought Freddie didn't have football camp today."

I put the juice back in the refrigerator and turned and looked at my mother. "Mom, seriously you seriously have to stop listening in my telephone conversations. Those are private!" I said

"Well, sweetheart you wanted a stay at home mom, you got one." She said with a smile.

"What was I ever thinking." I said rolling my eyes. "His mom came home early." I said causing my mom eyes to shoot up at me.

"Samantha Joy Puckett, what the hell did you do?" She asked.

"Why does it always have to be what I did?" I asked.

"Because, you're my child and I know you." She said putting down her tools. "You know every time you fuck up she calls me. And, to be honest she is one parenting insult away from me driving over there and whooping her germ phobic ass." I laughed when my mom said, but the look on her face didn't change.

"Look it wasn't what I did; it was what Freddie didn't do." I said. My mom shot me a look meaning what else what happened. "And, she sort of walked in on us." I said.

"DAMN IT ALL TO HELL SAM! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO THINKING!" She yelled.

"ME," I questioned. "HE WAS THE ONE WHO DIDN'T LOCK HIS DAMN DOOR!"

"SAM IT TAKES TWO TO TANGO, AND YOU WERE IN HER HOUSE! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND?" She continued to yell. I sat down this was going to take awhile.

"Mom, I'm sorry we didn't know she was going to come home early." I said.

"Oh you're going to be sorry alright. Because when that woman calls me, every minute I'm on the phone with her is another day your ass is going to be grounded." My mom said going to the refrigerator and grabbing herself a beer.

"Mom you can't be serious?" I said.

"Samantha I am pass serious. I am sick of hearing from her okay." She said.

"Man this is bull…" I started.

"Watch your mouth Puckett," my mom quickly cut me off. I sat back and crossed my arms. She was definitely going to call my mom there was no doubt in my mind about that. Last time, she called it was because me and Freddie was out past curfew. My bad I "kept" Freddie out past curfew. She had my mom on the phone for nearly an hour.

My ass was grass in another hour or so.

"So, what did she say?" My mom finally asked.

"The same shit she is always saying when me and Freddie do something she disapproves of." I said. "Except… this time it really got to me I said.

"What do you mean, why?" Mom asked.

"She thinks me and Freddie have been spending too much time together, and we should break up. You know because I'll distract him from his perfect 4.0." I said rolling my eyes.

My mom sat there quietly.

"What, no smart remarks?" I asked.

"Well," My mom started shaking her head. "Alright in all honesty you're not going to like what I'm about to say, but I kind of agree with her."

I stared at her in disbelief. "Are you freaking kidding me?" I finally said back.

"Look, I'm not talking about you two breaking up. Hell, I love Freddie. He's good for you. At the same time, you too have been together non-stop since you got back. I mean I never just seen you with the girls anymore." My mom said.

"We hang out all the time." I said still holding a look of disbelief.

"Yeah, along with your boyfriends, and whoever Jessica is dating at the time." My mom said. Jessica had recently started dating again. Twitch was sentenced to two years for being an accomplice to crime, and broke up with Jessica. Just temporarily so she wouldn't feel the need to wait on him, he said he wanted her to live life to the fullest. It took us a month to finally get her out and living again.

"So," I said.

"Sam it's not good to isolate yourselves. You two need separate lives too. And, Sam this is the first year you are starting with a clean slate. I want you to apply yourself. Now can you honestly tell me that you can truly spend every waking minute with your boyfriend and concentrate on your school work?" My mom asked.

"Apply myself? Mom I'm not that smart. I barely get by and that's not going to change. I'm just trying to graduate." I said grabbing a fat cake pack out of the bowl in the middle of the table and putting my feet on top of it.

My mom pushed my feet off of the table and glared at me. "Sam, that's not good enough." She said.

"You've never pushed about my grades before." I said.

"I thought you would be in prison by now." She said.

"Wow mom, thanks for the vote of confidence." I said standing up and heading towards the staircase.

My mom sighed deeply and followed me to the stairs. "Sam, I didn't mean it like that. I meant that you had dug your hole so deep I didn't think we would even see the day you made it to your senior year. I'm proud that you turned over a new leaf, but I didn't think I would ever see this day." She said.

"Well you shouldn't be surprised that I don't think I'm college material." I said my mom touched her forehead and said nothing else. "Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to take a nap and then call my friends." I finished before heading upstairs.

I don't know when everyone came on to this Sam going to college campaign, but they should know that that's never going to happen.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed. One request I had was more lemons. I not great at them, but I will try my best. Warning for the rest of the story is going to be a roller coaster and many things you're not going to like, but I promise to keep you entertained. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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