iThink I'm Dreaming

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly

Chapter 8: away

Sam's POV:

He sat there, sparkling eyes and warm smile. It lifted me… lifted me up to the sky… we were floating. Except the sky wasn't just a sky, it was an ever-flowing mass of gravy with a sausage sun and clouds of fried chicken. It was perfect. And I could stay there… forever…

I felt myself being pulled from my dream land slowly. I didn't want it to stop. I hadn't had a dream that good in a long time. I just took a moment to soak it in before I forgot the best parts. I lay with my eyes closed and took a deep soothing breath. But I was met with a smell… I wasn't expecting. I knew that smell, I've gotten wafts of it on several occasions. My sleepy limbs begged me to stay down and rest, but… what was that smell? I'm sure I know it from somewhere.

While I pondered that I was hit with a wave of warmth flowing over me. It was really nice and just made me even more willing to fall asleep once again, but it shouldn't be there. Maybe Fredwardo was putting a blanket on me or something… Freddie! That was the smell! Yeah, yeah that makes sense. He's just laying a blanket on me, aw, that's real nice of the dork. Maybe today I'll pay for a few of my own-

I felt two soft lips push against my own and my eyes flew open.

I saw him there. Well, I saw the top of his head and a pair of tightly closed eyes. I was paralyzed. I just couldn't believe it was his lips that where still against mine. My mind swam. I felt his hand place it's self on my cheek and that's when I snapped out of the trance.

I shoved him away roughly with both hands, "WHAT THE HECK DORK?" I screeched, wiping my mouth off.

He sat in a daze on the floor, "I-I I was just…" he stammered, his eyes avoiding mine. I could almost hear his heart beating out of his chest.

I breathed loud and rapidly, trying to get myself together as much as he was. Suddenly his head shot up and his stare met mine.

"What is it Sam? Did you have a shocking dream or something?" he asked, getting up and sitting down in his chair like everything was okay.

"What?" I yelled my confusion.

"Well, you're clearly out of sorts. Do you want me to get you some warm milk or something?" he asked, blinking innocence at me.

I just sat there, I had to pry my jaw off the floor to answer, "No I don't want any milk! Why were here you just… Why were you just!" I demanded, not able to say that word.

"I don't know what you're talking about Sam… it must have been a dream or something." He smiled at me sincerely, but I saw the beads of sweat on his forehead.

I stood up and stomped over to him. Just to gain a position of command, I leaned over his desk and watched him shrink down. "Why were you just kissing me?" I asked low and menacingly.

His eyes widened, "What are you talking abou-*mermth!*" I cupped my hand over his mouth harshly.

"I don't want any of that. I want you to tell me why." I spoke through gritted teeth. Slowly removing my hand and staring him down, I dared him to run away.

"It was for the project?" he tried. I raised a fist swiftly.

"WAIT, WAIT!" he cried out, throwing his hands in front of his exposed face, "BECAUSE I COULDN'T STOP, OKAY?" he hollered.

I felt like a gong being hit with that big mallet thingy. I stumbled back from his desk a few steps until my legs hit the couch and I went falling back into a sitting position.

We sat there across from each other in silence for a long time. After a while Freddie, still curled up in his desk, realized that it was safe and relaxed. He still looked at me worriedly but I wasn't making eye contact. I was looking past him, at the wall.

"Sam?" he called over to me softly. I just blinked and let out a held breath.

"You've… you've done that… more than once." I looked up to him for conformation.

He had a guilty grimace on and just nodded slightly.

An explosion lit inside me. In about two seconds I was over his desk again, gripping at his shirt collar, "What'd you do that for?" I shouted, "What's wrong with you, you- CREEP!"

"I don't, I just," he shrunk lower and lower, my finger digging into my palms through his shirt collar. "I just… I just liked it." he admitted.

I looked at him in a mix of disgust and shock.

"N-No, you couldn't of… this isn't happening." My eyes flitted to the door a couple times.

"Sam! Just listen to me!" he said, growing a backbone and holding onto my wrists. He pulled my loosened grip off his shirt collar. "Would it really be that bad? That impossible?" I couldn't comprehend what he was implying. His grip slipped from my wrists down to my palms and before I could put everything together we were holding hands.

"Sam, come on, I mean, I know it's a crazy thought, but…" he continued with his crazy talk, stepping out from the desk to stand up and face me. I took in his for standing before me, his outline making me feel small. I wanted to dissolve into myself, but I couldn't. "But, we work… sometimes…" he looked down and smiled at the 'sometimes' part and my mind went to wondering what he was thinking about and not how this is really happening. "Look, I've been thinking a lot about this, a lot, and I just keep coming to the same conclusion..."

I couldn't breath. I couldn't handle this. My eyes went back to the door before his gaze sucked them back to him, "So, Sam," he gave my hands a squeeze, sending a ripple through me, "will you be my girlfriend?" My eyes widened. He didn't just say that. He couldn't have. He noticed my look and laughed slightly, "Look, I know it's fast and we haven't even gone out yet, but I think if we're going to give it a shot than we better really go for it." Give it a shot? Since when were we giving it a shot? I couldn't. I couldn't, I couldn't.

"I have to go." I breathed, watching his smile fall in slow motion and with it all the warmth inside me.

I ran.

I ran out the door, out the building, and away.

And I wasn't coming back.

UHHHH! I KNOW! AWFUL! Sorry about the shortitude, but I really don't have time and this was all I could do in my crunch. But I figured you guys disserved something for sticking with me. I really appreciate that.

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