Disclaimer: Much like hobos can't afford cable, I can't afford iCarly.
A/N: This is a Freddie chapter for filler. I spent all day trying to write it and all night trying to edit it. It's 1:45AM and I'm exhausted.
Chapter 8
Freddie's POV
The Groovy Smoothie was somewhat empty when Melanie and I got there and grabbed our drinks. I was still in shock that Sam and Carly hadn't been lying and that Melanie and I had gone on a date, one that I may have ruined by running away after she had kissed me. I should have known then that she wasn't Sam. Sam always tasted like ham and Melanie tasted like strawberry lip gloss.
I was an idiot.
The look Melanie was giving me made me realize I had been staring. "So, now that your mom is…you know…are you going to be okay?" I asked. God, Benson, could you be more insensitive?
Melanie nodded. "I will be. It's Sam I'm concerned about. She's never been able to take loss too well, whether it was for better or worse. I'll be staying until the fall to make sure she doesn't go crazy." She frowned. "Did she hurt you too bad?" I shook my head and smiled.
"She's done worse before."
"I hope she and Carly can work things out. They're perfect for each other." I raised my brow. "Tell me you see it too," she said.
"They're best friends…"
"I know. It's obvious they both want more."
"What do you mean?"
She shook her head. "I won't say anything if you don't know."
"Did Sam tell you?"
Melanie shook her head. "She's my twin so she doesn't need to tell me a thing. Judging by your reaction, she did tell you. You two aren't exactly close so why would she…"
"It's a really long and complicated story, but I knew before she told me. Other than that, it hasn't been obvious or anything." She smiled. "Okay, maybe not obvious to normal people."
"Well, I'd say the hickeys on both of their necks are pretty obvious." Melanie chuckled. I had noticed those. But why would Sam have one too?
"So you think Carly loves Sam?"
"Yeah, I thought it was obvious by the one on Sam's neck."
"But Sam doesn't know if Carly loves her. She never said anything about her saying it or anything."
"What happened between them?"
"I don't know."
Melanie frowned. "Should we go back?"
I shook my head. We had only been gone about an hour. Carly and Sam needed to talk and sort out whatever was going on. We sat in silence, finishing off our smoothies. I finally decided we both needed a distraction. "Do you want to go to the mall for a while?"
She nodded and we stood. Throwing away our empty cups, we went outside and took a bus to the mall. I noticed a man watching us, practically undressing Melanie with his eyes, and threaded my fingers through hers as if to tell him we were together and that he had no chance with her at all. Melanie seemed to know, or acted like she did, and rested her head on my shoulder for the rest of the ride. The man got off the bus one stop ahead of ours, shaking his head and muttering something about how she could do better.
We got off the bus at the mall, hands still together and walking extremely close, and went to the electronics store. I was there to look at equipment for iCarly, but remembered that Melanie was with me and glanced at her in apology. "You're fine. Check out your equipment," she assured me, giving my hand a squeeze. Any other girl probably would have run for the hills if they were with me in this store. I think it was safe to say that Sam was right about one thing, girls didn't care so much about "tech toys".
I let go of her hand to pick up a laptop on display and turned it over in my hands. It was lightweight and almost perfect to replace my old one. The only problem was that it was the most expensive laptop in the entire store. I put it back and reached for Melanie's hand again, only to realize she wasn't next to me. Oh crap, where did she go? I spun in circles, looking around the store and finally noticed her over by the DVD sections. I walked over to her and glanced at the case in her hands.
"I thought you got lost," I laughed.
"This is my favorite movie of all time," she said quietly. "Mom got it for Sam and I when we were little and Sam broke it a long time ago when they got into a fight. I cried for weeks."
I pulled her in for a hug and kissed the top of her head, taking the movie from her in one hand and taking her hand with the other, pulling her to the checkout line. After I paid for the movie, we left the store and she finally spoke. "You didn't have to…"
"I wanted to, Melanie. If you love this movie, then I'm glad I got it for you." I flashed a smile.
"Thank you," she whispered.
I nodded and pulled her over to the fountain. We sat on the side and I held her hand in both of mine. "Melanie, listen. Last time I did this, I seriously thought you were Sam and I was just trying to get her to confess that the whole 'twin' thing was a trick. But right now, I'm being honest and I know you're definitely real. I want to…go on a real date with you."
She smiled. "I thought we were already on a date." I closed my eyes as she leaned in and kissed me.
"We're on a date then," I announced, pulling her to her feet. "Where in the mall would you like to go?"
She laughed and we headed for the bookstore.
A few hours later…
We went back to Bushwell Plaza, hand in hand, to the 8th floor, and went to Carly's apartment. Without knocking, I opened the door and we walked in to find Carly and Sam in mid-kiss. Melanie pulled me out into the hallway and closed the door. "Maybe we should wait a few minutes," she said, smiling.
I nodded, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulled her close. Her lips met mine briefly before the door opened behind me and someone yanked me backwards. I found myself pinned to the floor, Sam's knee in my stomach, which knocked the air out of me. I gasped for air. "What do you think you're doing, Benson? That's my sister."
"She kissed me," I croaked. "I really like her."
"So you make out in the hallway?"
"How's that different than what you and Carly were doing?" Melanie snapped.
Sam and Carly both turned red. "We weren't..."
"Oh, shut up." Melanie glared at Sam.
Sam got off of Freddie. "She's my best friend."
I stood up. "Then why were you kissing her?"
Carly raised her hand. "I kissed her to shut up."
Sam nodded. "I don't love her like that. At all." She raised her brow at me.
"Whatever," Melanie murmured, glaring daggers at her twin. I grabbed her hand and pulled her out into the hall, slamming the door behind us. Fuck Samantha Puckett. She was a liar anyway.
A/N: So was it good? Was it bad? Did it make you puke or want to burn it? Are Freddie and Melanie moving too fast? Or do you just not care? Review please.
Next chapter will be...awkwardly mature?
