AUTHOR'S NOTE ~ *OK this is a new story called Blush and it's a Seddie fic (duh!)! And like my other story the titles will be names of songs and I'll have the lyrics here and what they mean at the beginning of each chapter. The title is a song by Aly & AJ and when I first heard the song I was instantly reminded of Freddie and Sam, so yea, hope you like it! And one last note, the song I'm talking about in this first chapter is Fairytale by Michael Wong which is a fabulous and really sad Chinese song, really you guys, check it out on youtube or something because I absolutely LOVED it the first time I heard it!*

Blush ~ Aly & AJ *Go ahead and say it. Even though you know it makes me uncomfortable. Go ahead and say it. If you must make me blush.*

Why the hell am I doing this? This is what they do in fairytales, and my life is no fairytale that's for sure. Plus that kind of stuff, fairytales I mean, are for prissy girls. Girls who believe in princesses and prince charmings and fire breathing dragons and that one day love will prevail and their true love will sweep them off their feet so they can be married and live happily ever after with their prince and princess children. That would never happen to me. Because I'm Sam Puckett. What do I know about fairytales? If that were to happen to me, it'd be the biggest miracle the world had ever allowed.

Soft music began to play. A video on a large screen began to play. A Chinese man started to sing and the music video showed him and a Chinese girl with their moments together.

"May I have this dance?" a deep voice said behind her.

Sam turned around to find no one other than . . . Freddie?!?

"Freddie, what are you doing here?" Sam asked him. She was not in the mood to call him Freddork or anything to that effect.

"I'm here so I can tell you something, but first, may I have this dance?" He held out his hand and smiled.

"But I'm not . . . dressed or anything and anyway I can't dance." Sam looked down at her sweatshirt and black pants with her dirty sneakers.

"It doesn't matter what you're wearing Sam. You're still beautiful to me." His hand still held out towards her, waiting to join it with her own hand.

Sam put her hand in his and he pulled her close so that their bodies were touching. Her head was surprisingly very close to his head. If this was any other moment, Sam would've headbutted him or do some other severe damage to him. But this moment was different. She didn't want to do any of those things. There was a new feeling sprouting inside of her as he held her close to him, as the music carried them somewhere else other than wherever they were before. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Sam felt her nerves become electrified, as if she were to touch something it would explode automatically. She felt herself become dizzy and her heart started beating faster and faster. She never wanted the moment to end. However, the song ended and they parted, only by the slightest inch. Their faces an inch apart.

"What was it you wanted to tell me?" Sam whispered quietly.

"Sam, what I wanted to tell you is that I love you."

Sam just stared at him. She was lost for words. Freddie Benson, her all-time victim, iCarly co-worker, and best friend was in love with her.

"Sam? Are you all right?" Freddie waved a hand in front of her face, which was a surprise he didn't hit her in the face considering their faces were still so close.

"Freddie, I just don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything." Freddie gently brought his lips down on hers and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Sam just stood there for a second, not realizing what was going on. Then she closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck once again and kissed him back. She felt the jolts of electricity run from her lips all the way throughout her body.

So this is what a fairytale feels like.

When Sam opened her eyes once more, she found herself not with Freddie but on the couch of Carly's apartment. She felt something in her arms and found a pillow being squished into her chest. She threw the pillow at the wall and sank back into the couch, trying to figure out what just happened.