Quick Seddie One-shot I don't own ICARLY.

(While Sam and Freddie were dating)

Regular POV

"Why do you kiss me so much?" Sam asked. Sam and Freddie were in the ICarly studio while Carly went to the Groovie Smoothie to get smoothies for the three. While they were waiting Sam and Freddie were making out.

"What do you mean?" Freddie asked. He thought this was not the best time to talk. They promised to keep the making out to a minimum when Carly was around. So times like these were perfect.

"I mean, I'm not objecting, but you kiss me like a lot. Like a lot, a lot."

"I want to make it up to you."

"Make what up to you?"

"Lost time."

"Lost time?"

"Just making up for when we weren't together."

"Well, that was a long time. Let's get back to it."

(Flash forward to the break-up)

Sam POV

"You still haven't fully made it up to me."

"Sam, I love you." He gave me a long, passionate kiss. I was really going to miss those kisses.

"I love you too."

(breakup) blah blah blah

After I went home I thought to myself, "He still hasn't fully made it up to me. I wish he did."

(Flash forward to end of senior year)

Regular POV

"Come on, Sam. Aren't you playing."

"Hold on. I'm just getting a drink!"

After grabbing a peppy cola from the table, she joined everyone on the floor of the ICarly studio. They were just about to begin a game of spin the bottle.

After about five or six spins the bottle landed on Freddie. But since Gibby spun it, nobody had to kiss everyone. Then Freddie spun it. It landed on Sam.

He looked up but didn't move.

Gibby, not noticing the awkward that just entered the room loudly said, "Come on. We don't got all day." {author's note- ugh bad grammar is killing me but I want to write it this way}

So, Freddie and Sam both leaned it. At first they weren't really kissing. Their lips were touching but it wasn't a kiss-kiss. But soon, The deepened it. When they finally pulled away Sam whispered in Freddie's ear before he sat back down, "I wanted to make it up to you."

(After the game is over)

Freddie walked over to the table where Sam was grabbing another peppy cola.

"Make what up to me?"

"It's been a while."

"I agree." With that, Freddie grabbed Sam's face so she was facing him, and kissed her hard on the mouth.

(Fast forward about six years)

Freddie's POV

Wow, she is gorgeous. And soon, she's all mine.

I looked in her direction as she walked towards me, dressed in a drop-dead gorgeous gown.

I didn't pay much attention to what was going on around me, I was too focused on her, until I heard my name.

"I do."

"I do."

"You may now kiss the bride."

And I did just that.

I kissed her.

When we broke apart we both smiled. I kissed her one more time before grabbing her hand and walking toward the end of the isle.

"What was that second kiss for?"

"Just making it up to you."

"Huh?"

"More lost time. I don't think I can ever truly make it up to you."

"You know what, I agree."

"Well, Mrs. Benson, even if I can't truly make it up to you, I can try. Can't I?"

"Sure you can Mr. Benson."

"Come here Sam."

We both smiled into our kiss. It was the first of many more as a married couple.

I was glad that I had to make something up to her. And I would do it as long as I live.