An iCarly Story: iRealize

Chapter 4: Suspicions

After Carly convinces Sam to go with her to the Groovy Smoothie, Sam declines because she says she wants to hang out with Freddie.

"What?" Freddie asks very confused. Sam NEVER asks to hang out with Freddie.

"I really want to hang out with Freddie" Sam tells Carly in a begging sort of fashion.

Freddie's Thoughts

Why would Sam want to hang out with me? Carly's the one who controls the fights between us. With her gone, God knows what she'll do to me. Maybe she's getting me back after I handcuffed her to Gibby still. WHY?! That was a year ago! I've got to get out of here!!

Narrator Omniscient POV

"Freddie, I..." Sam says, being interrupted.

"Alright guys, I'll bring you two back Strawberry Slams! Don't kill each other while I'm gone!" Carly says as she walks out the door.

"Okay, Freddie." Sam says, walking towards him. Sam did try to look her best, a pair of her best jeans and a nice clean t-shirt she borrowed from Carly. But the girl charm wasn't working. Freddie was still as scared as ever.

"Uhhh, Sam, SAM!" Freddie yells as Sam keeps on walking closer to him. He was cornered on the couch.

"SAM, What are you going to do to me? I don't want to die, I'm only 15!!" Freddie yells.

"No, Freddie, no pranks, I'm not going to kill you. I need to tell you something."

"What?" Freddie says, still scared. She may be catching me off-guard. He thought. When it comes to Sam, Freddie is paranoid.

"Would you teaching me some tech stuff?" Sam says.

Then she smiles. A smile that neither Carly and Freddie never knew she could do. She looked right into his eyes.

What? Since when did Sam want to learn Tech Stuff? He thought to himself, and why is she smiling? I thought she hated me.

"Okay, What do you want to know Sam?" Freddie says. Sam dosed off in thought. Not listening to Freddie.

Sam's Thoughts

Gosh, he's so cute. I really don't even know what I just asked him, All I know is that I get to spend time with him.

Narrator's Omniscient POV

"Sam?!?" Freddie asks over and over again. Sam had dosed off for about a minute.

"Yes, Freddie?" Sam said, in an amorous voice.

Since when did she call me Freddie, she always calls me Freddumb, Freddork, Fredfudge, Fredichini, Freducation, Fredemame, Fredword, Fredbag, and other weird names like that. She never calls me Freddie. Freddie thought to himself. He knew something was up.

"What do you want to know, Sam?"

"Um, how to... ummm..... nevermind that, let's watch a movie!" Sam said, stuttering.

"Okaaaaayyy." Freddie said suspiciously

"Okay, Freddie, this is going to sound really crazy, but.... I.... LIKE YOU OKAY!" Sam said, looking like she had gotten something major off her chest.

Freddie just stared dumbfounded at her. He craned his neck around to see if anyone was around. No one was there.

"How long?" Freddie asked

"Ever since, you helped me with those cops, and helping me escape from my Mom's."

"Sam, this is just like Nosby Mosby. You like what I did, not me." Freddie explained.

"No, Freddie, this is not like that, I like YOU, not what you did." Sam said. Freddie sighed.

Then they kissed, not like the kiss Sam and Freddie shared a year ago, but a passionate kiss, a kiss that seemed to last forever.

Chapter 4, large and in charge people! By the way, this is NOT the end of the story. It will be longer, I promise. I may be starting a new story soon as well. This story goes on.