Spam story. (Sam/Spencer) Slight hint at Seddie and Carly/freddy. Please review. :D I own nothing.
"But Carly's snoring and Fredward's on the couch!" Sam complained, Spencer sighed.
"Ok, fine. Come here!" Spencer said opening his arms wide to Sam. Sam smiled and came over to his bed and laid down with him.
"So, why is Fredward staying here?" Sam asked as Spencer wrapped his arms around her.
"Because his mother had his room fumigated, or something, and Freddy didn't want to sleep with her." Spencer yawned. Sam started to laugh, making Spencer laugh at the thought of Freddy being stuck with his mother. "Alright, alright," Spencer started "go to bed, you have school tomorrow, so you have to get up early." "And you have work, don't you?" Sam reminded him.
"I am an artist. I do not have to get up." Spencer said in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Well I am a delinquent, and I do not have to go to school." Sam retorted. Spencer chuckled.
"That so? Well, if you miss school tomorrow, you won't be able to stay the night here anymore." Spencer said sticking out his tongue at her.
"That's not fair." Sam argued.
"Sure it is." Spencer said. "Seriously though," Spencer started as Sam was about to argue with him some more, "we do need to go to sleep. Good night Sam." Spencer whispered.
"Good night Spence." Sam whispered back. It took less than a minute for Spencer to fall asleep. He curled tightly around Sam. For the first time in a long while, Sam actually felt needed and loved in his arms. When Spencer started snoring, Sam kicked him off the bed, he landed with a soft thud and never missed a snore.
*Next Morning*
"Why am I on the floor?" Spencer said groggily as he awoke the next morning. He grabbed onto the side of his bed, and pulled himself up, and flopped back into his bed. Almost instantly, Sam reached out and grabbed a hold of his hair in her sleep. "Ow, ow, OW! Sam! Sam!" Spencer cried, "Samantha!" Spencer exclaimed tapping her with his foot, "let go of my hair!" He grabbed her hand, and pulled it out of his hair, with that she refused to let go of his hand. Spencer sighed, but decided it was better than having her pull his hair. She curled into him, and spooned him. After a while, Spencer decided he couldn't fall back asleep so he got up and went out of his room, and over to the couch. Freddy screamed as Spencer sat on him, by accident. "I'm sorry! I forgot you were there!!!" Spencer exclaimed as Freddy sat up angrily.
"It's fine." Freddy said annoyed.
Sam got up, and went over to the fridge and pulled out some ham. "So should we call you butthead now?" Sam laughed.
"It's not funny." Freddy hissed.
"What's not funny?" Carly yawned as she came down the stairs.
"Nothing." Freddy said.
"I sat on him." Spencer said, Carly laughed.
*Later That Night*
Spencer hugged to Freddy, making Freddy feel uncomfortable. "Can I tell you something?" Spencer slurred, he had been drinking that night.
"Yes, just get off of me!" Freddy said, Spencer dragged Freddy away from everyone else.
"You're like a brother to me." Spencer said hugging Freddy to him, Freddy hugged him back.
"You're like a brother to me too." Freddy said with a large smile.
"You like Carly, don't you?" Spencer asked.
"Yeah." Freddy said shyly almost.
"I think Sam's pretty." Freddy's smile dropped from his face, and he froze in shock. "I want her." Spencer chuckled.
"You're drunk. And no, you don't want her." Freddy said in a slightly jealous tone.
"No but Freddy, I do!" Spencer cried. "Why can't I have her?"
"Ok, three main reasons. Reason number one, she's a beast, an animal, a monster! Reason number two, HUGE age difference. Reason number three, Sam is incapable of loving." Freddy said.
"But if you're with Carly….." Spencer started.
"Spence, Sam's my fall back." Freddy admitted. "If Carly never gives into me, then I figure that Sam will still be lonely, so we'd hook up."
"Freddy, that's not fair!" Spencer exclaimed.
"Spence, you're drunk, go to bed." Freddy said. Spencer sighed, but did as he was told.
*
Spencer laid in his bed and tossed and turned for a few minutes, he was not tired at all. Just then someone came into his room. "Here." Sam said holding out a drink. "This is what my mom drinks to avoid a hang over." Spencer took the drink and about threw it back up.
"Ackh! That's HORRIBLE!" Spencer exclaimed, making Sam laugh.
"Get some rest." Sam said as she stood up, Spencer grabbed her wrist lightly.
"No please," Spencer pleaded "stay with me tonight. I don't want to be alone."
"Ok then." Sam said after thinking about it for a little while. She crawled into bed with him, and he cuddled into her. "Why'd you drink?" Sam asked after a few moments of silence.
"I was depressed." Spencer whispered.
"You? Depressed? I thought you were always happy." Sam said with a smile. "What were you depressed about?" Sam asked. She waited for a reply, but none came….
"Hey Sam?" Spencer asked after a while.
"Yeah?"
"Can I try something?" Spencer asked.
"Um…sure?" With that Spencer placed his lips to Sam's, and it was the greatest feeling on Earth. Both Sam and Spencer saw fireworks. Spencer ran his tongue along Sam's lips, she opened her mouth and let him in. Spencer's hands ran along Sam's body, and he attempted to slide his hands beneath her pants, but she pushed him away.
"Please." Spencer begged.
"No." Sam said, their lips never parted.
"You'll like it." Spencer pleaded as he attempted to slide his hands up Sam's shirt.
"When you're sober, maybe. But not when you're drunk." Sam said.
"Promise?" Spencer asked as he pulled away from him.
"Promise." Sam said as Spencer rested his head on her breasts. "It's not like you'll remember in the morning….."
If I get enough reviews, I will add more, and there WILL be smutt!!! :DDDDD
