Ok, I'm going to start a new story. I got inspired and bored, so here it is.
I don't own iCarly. Or Twilight, if I even need to put that in here, since it's just a mention….. eh, whatevs. Enjoy!!!!!
"Spencer! We're home!!" I yell out as I walk in the door, Freddie and Sam trailing after me.
"What does it say when I'm way too used to saying that?" my brother says as he's walking down the steps of our apartment.
"That we're over here way too damn much?" Sam suggested as she walked over to the fridge. I chuckled to myself. Damn, that is a record, not even a minute in the door.
"Well, I believe I have a very good reason for being here," Freddie said, looking at me. I smiled, my insides warming. Freddie has been making me feel weird lately…. but in a good way.
"And what would that be Fredward?" Sam asked.
'You' he mouthed to me before saying out loud, "I'm your tech producer, enough said."
"Yea, whatever. Fuck, where are the slices of ham that where here yesterday?" Sam asks, digging deeper into our fridge.
I stood back and smiled, just watching Sam and Spencer. They started to argue because Spencer had a ham – and – cheese sandwich, and Sam wanted it. It was our senior year of high school, but we all still acted like we did when we first started iCarly…. it was nice, that things would stay the same, no matter what. Especially with some of the things we been through, but I'm not going to think about the past. I saw Freddie staring at me out of the corner of my eye, and I smiled again, and blushed. What was this guy doing to me? I couldn't be falling for FREDDIE, could I???
"C'mon guys, we gotta go set up for iCarly," Sam said, shaking me out of my internal ramblings. The three of us ran upstairs, and set up for our show. Then, it was time to start. We did our show, and it went great, like always. Freddie kept looking at me and I kept stealing glances at him. I honestly didn't know what to think or feel. Later, Sam went home for a while, but Freddie stayed.
"Hey, Carly, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked, standing in my bedroom doorway, where I was sitting on my bed, reading Breaking Dawn for the millionth time. Freddie reminded me so much of Edward. Kind, and caring, and always there to catch me when I fall…… I shook the thought out of my head, confused again. Where in the hell where these thoughts coming from?
"Sure Freddie, come on in," I said, patting the bed next to me. He looked confused for a moment, and then his face went back to normal. "Hey, where's Spencer?"
"He went to the art store; he got another invitation from that damn prison to do more art stuff with the prisoners." I laughed, oh wow.
"Wow, it's been two years since that fiasco." And it's been two years since I started to have feelings for him. Wow, did I really just admit that? Okay, so I have feelings for Freddie Benson, so sue me. Sam probably would, oh well. Trying to keep my little epiphany off my face, I turned to him. Suddenly, it hit me. The guy I like is in my room, while my home is empty. Oh my damn…. I shook the thoughts out, again. "What's up?" I asked Freddie, hoping for a distraction.
"Well, it was two years ago today that Sam and I told you about our kiss." He looked at me intently, gauging my reaction. "So, are you jealous yet?" he asked with a teasing smile, but I could see the fierce hope and passion in his eyes.
"Actually… kinda, yeah."
"You're shitting me."
"No, I'm not, as surprising as it may seem. It just hit me know, my real feelings for you." I looked directly into his eyes as he said this, and they lit up like the fourth of fucking july. His eyes seemed to be getting bigger, which I thought was weird. Then I realized he was getting closer. Oh God, he's about to kiss me. Freddie Benson is going to kiss me.
As our lips touched, so many feelings awoke inside of me; some in places I didn't even know existed. Our kisses got deeper, and he started to lower me down onto my bed and pillows. He was in between my legs, lying on top of me now. We were just like that for a while, kissing with and without tongue, our hands exploring. It was actually really sweet. He pulled back and looked at me. A mutual agreement stayed between us to just stay like this. We didn't want to go too fast, though Freddie's current hard – on had different ideas. After we made out and stuff for a while, we sat up.
"That was nice, but what are we going to tell everyone?" he asked, looking at me with the same hope and passion in his eyes as before.
"That we're together," I stated simply.
There you have it!!! I just thought I'd try a different universe, and iCarly seemed like a fun choice. I hope you like it. Read and review, please!!!! Also, to those of you who read my other story, I WILL update soon, I promise!!!!