A/N : Hola mi amigos! How goes it? Yeah so this is a new chapter! ^_^
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Aww no applause? :( Well that's just mean..
Anyways, I had finished this chapter the same time I posted the last one lol I just didn't find time to post because school is literally killing me...
On to the story!
Later that night the iCarly gang and Brad were all in the iCarly studio setting up their sleeping bags. Well, Sam was lounging on one of the beanbags eating the mouth-watering fudge that Brad had the courtesy to bring, while the rest worked on finishing the setting up of the studio.
Sam readjusted her position on the beanbag so that her legs were up in the air while her head dangled off the end, her body sinking into the fluffy beanbag as she continued eating the delicious fudge one after the next, clutching the bag tightly in her right hand.
"You know, you could come help us." said Freddie quite irritated as he looked at Sam resting lazily on the beanbag.
She froze mid bite as she quirked an eyebrow at him sending him a paralyzing glare. Who did this boy think he was? If Momma didn't wanna work NO one could force her to!
Except for that one time when she got a job at "Chili in My Bowl" selling chilly. But that was beside the point because she had to give Freddork and Carly back the money she borrowed from them.
So other than that ONE time NO one could tell her what to do, especially...uhh UGLY nubs like him!
"You should really leave Sam alone Freddie. Don't you like living?" asked Brad.
Well that was an unnecessary question. Of course Freddie wanted to live! Considering the fact that he almost lost his ability to have any future children (thank God for ice packs!) about an hour ago, he really should not mess with her.
It's just that his weird desire to feel Sam's curly blond hair was becoming more and more of a nuisance and it was impossible for him not to stare at her.
He continued watching the way it cascaded down the beanbag in a long curly chain and resolved to pooling on the ground before it in a golden circle.
But of course there was no way he could feel her hair without getting punched in the face or kicked in the shin or hit in that area again or worse...mauled by her pet cat, Frothy and his body buried skillfully by her uncle Carmine where no one would ever find him. He shuddered at this thought.
Brad moved the tech cart to a corner as he nudged Carly playfully while he mouthed to her to watch Freddie.
They observed him carefully as they saw the way that Freddie's glare began to soften as he stared longingly at Sam, who obviously missed this because she was too wrapped up in savagely tearing apart the plastic bag that contained the fudge.
"Man, does he have it bad or what." whispered Brad as Carly smiled knowingly, nodding her head in agreement.
"Yeah, he never looked at me like that when he had a crush on me, looks like he's got it really bad for her." she whispered back poking Brad's side as they both chuckled at their tech producer.
It was so adorable, Freddie couldn't stop making goo goo eyes at Sam. He seemed transfixed to the position that he was in, his head slightly tilted as he held his blue sleeping bag over his shoulders.
Brad nodded at her statement. But the only person oblivious to this display of affection had to be Sam. He sighed as he pushed some boxes containing some iCarly props aside as he threw the most recent ones into a nearby bag.
"Hey guys, Gibby said that his Mom has the flu and that he and Guppy had to stay at home tending to her so they wont be coming to our sleepover." said Carly in a strained voice as she wrestled with the blue and grey sleeping bag outside the room that she had gotten earlier from the storage area for Sam to sleep in.
"Let me help you with that." Brad offered walking over to her as he pulled the heavy sleeping bag into the room with one strained pull making his biceps flex expertly in the process as Carly fell back onto his solid chest.
She felt all sorts of zaps reverberating throughout her body from the contact and her legs seemed to wobble like jelly at his touch.
He turned her around to face him concern lining his face as he stared at her.
"You alright?" he asked her softly as he rubbed the sides of her shoulders resolving to linking his hands firmly with hers.
"Y-yeah." she stuttered as she tore her gaze away from his face looking intently at her feet. She could feel her blood boiling and her air passage ways seemed to be constricted. She had to remind herself to breathe as she let out a strangled cough.
'Wow he's so cute.' she thought blissfully, her eyes gazing dreamily at their intertwined hands. 'Mr. and Mrs. Brad and Carly-'
"Sure you alright?" came Brad's voice snapping her out of her reverie. His brows knitted in confusion as he peered at her with his coffee browns.
"It's just a bit of dust." muttered Carly.
"I'll go get you a tissue from downstairs." he replied eagerly as he softly rubbed the top of her hands in a circular motion with his thumbs.
"T-Thanks, but it's okay." she said giving him a weak smile as she mustered the courage to remove her hands from his. "I think I...I'll uh..I..gotta...check..on Spencer." she mumbled before quickly exiting the studio and making a beeline for her room instead.
Brad shrugged as he opened the sleeping bag next to Carly's floral pink one on the floor and then left the room with a pronounced grin upon his face.
"You saw that?" Freddie asked Sam quietly as he finally regained his senses and sat himself down on the beanbag next to her.
"Yeah, you jealous Freddork? Brad's making a move on Carls." snickered Sam totally forgetting that she opted to not talking to the nub as she once again started licking the fudge bag.
He couldn't stop staring at her tongue as it darted back and forth across the plastic bag leaving a moisten trail behind. And once again his gaze dared to go to her lips.
'Calm yourself down Benson,' thought Freddie. 'Think of something other than the very tempting blond," he chided himself weakly. "...uh...gold...not good that's like Sam's hair...uh...food...she loves food...umm my AV club...Sam loves to abuse nerds..."
Sam twisted her head upwards to look at the nub. Why was he staring at her like that? A dreamy state was plastered onto his features as his gaze remained transfixed...on her lips.
Her body tensed up as she started to feel a bit uneasy...why suddenly when they were alone together these weird moments between them would happen?
'Uh...pets...Sam's rabid cat Frothy that could kill me if I so much as touch a grain of her hair without permission...uh..Mom! There we go.' thought Freddie shaking his head from side to side as he snapped himself out of his trance just in time to see Sam staring back at him with a confused expression.
He then realized that he hadn't said anything to keep the conversation going.
"Uh, no i'm not jealous." he chuckled half heartedly. "They'll be good together." he smiled as he finally saw her relax a bit.
"Wait, WHAT?" said Sam sharply as she stared at the nub in disbelief. Did he just say that someone other than him was right for Carly? "You think they're great together?" she asked completely dumbstruck at his sudden revelation.
"Um yeah. Brad's one of our great friends. And Carly deserves a good guy." commented Freddie, very thankful that she had not asked him why he was staring at her. He chose a very inappropriate time to zone out on Sam's lips.
Sam had to pinch herself to make sure this was reality. When did Fredweird finally realize that he and Carly would never be?
"But what about your crush and undying love for Carly." said Sam in a little voice as she stared up at the white ceiling of the studio resolving to finally toss the empty fudge bag aside.
"Well I do love Carly." said Freddie. Sam felt her chest plummet a few feet. Course he loves Carly. Duhh! "But I-"
"You've been in love with her since forever." she deadpanned staring at him with no expression what so ever. She felt a familiar ache tearing straight through her chest.
"That's not what I meant! I'm definitely not in love with Carly anymore!"
"What? You're not?" asked Sam in amazement. She never thought she'd hear the day when he would say that. "Stop the lies Dorkward, we all know that your crush on Carly would never fade. You said so a billion times...daily." added Sam as she returned her gaze to the ceiling.
"I'm not lying! Look, I haven't been grovelling to her for a while now right? I thought that was obvious. It was just a silly crush okay? I do love Carly, I'm just not IN love with her. She's like a sister to me." Relief washed over Sam as she heard him say this. He was NOT in love with Carly. That was a shocking revelation but nonetheless an appreciated one. "I think I may like someone else though." he murmured as he settled his gaze on her once more.
He hoped that he had set her straight about this whole "not being in love with Carly" thing. She sat there quietly contemplating this while Freddie watched her movements carefully as she processed what he had just said. After a few minutes of silence she finally spoke.
"So whose this girl that you think you like?" she asked, her gaze now boring into the ceiling.
"I uh-well,you see-she's...uh."
"She doesn't know doesn't she?" chuckled Sam. "You're such a nub Fredward, i'm surprised that you're not declaring your love for this girl like you did with Carly."
"Well...see...it was just a crush with Carly...but I dunno what this is with this girl...she's totally and completely different...I can't seem to get her outa my head." he stated as he flashed her a half smile. She could have sworn her heart melted in her chest. Talk about an "ew" worthy moment of mushiness.
"Jeez Fredward, mushy much?" commented Sam as she crinkled her nose at his cheesy comment. She would NEVER EVER admit it out loud...but truthfully, she felt a tinge of jealousy for that girl as she idly wondered who she was.
"Whatever." replied Freddie as he just grinned at her.
"Sooooo...who is she?" asked Sam eagerly.
"Pfft like I'd tell you." he said as he shot her a look. "She's nothing at all like Carly, and I'm beginning to see that that's just fine with me."
"Whatever," she replied, glaring at him. "A dork like you wouldn't have been able to get Carly anyways." she smirked as she stretched her hand out and thumped him on the forehead.
"Ouch! That was totally uncalled for!" he huffed angrily, rubbing the middle of his forehead.
"Oh get over it Fredwiener. But you're right on one thing, Carls and Brad'll make an awesome couple." said Sam nodding her head approvingly.
"Yup, but they're both clueless to the way they look at each other." said Freddie as he took out his Pearpad and started checking through his list of iCarly stuff that had to be done for the next show. "Didn't you see how Brad made every effort to being near her when he first arrived and when we were rearranging the room?" he asked as he readjusted his position on the beanbag.
"Hmm, yeah I saw that, and Carls was a bit perkier than usual. She's always smiling at him. So why hasn't she made a move yet?" asked Sam, playfully twisting her finger round her curls and untwisting them once more.
"She told me she just wants to see his abs, but the way she spoke of him it sounded like it was more to make him hers than to admire him from afar." Freddie chuckled lightly, faltering to stop himself from admiring her trance inducing curls. "I think that Brad definitely likes her, but she's gonna need a bit of convincing from Brad himself."
"Sammmm! We have to change into our pj's! Get your meat loving butt in here! And tell Brad and Freddie to do the same!" called Carly from her bed room.
"Yeah they look at each other like mushy couples do. Yet they're clueless to the fact that the other likes them back." said Sam.
"Mhm totally clueless." said Freddie, nodding his head to emphasize his understanding. "How could two people be so unsure?"
"But knowing Carly, if she really likes him back, she'll make a move soon enough." added Sam as she brought her feet forward and flipped herself expertly over the beanbag making sure to kick Freddie's shoulder in the process.
"Sam!" he yelled, glaring at her. "Must you always cause me some kind of physical pain?" he groaned as he rubbed his newly bruised area.
"Yes, yes I must." smirked Sam."You heard what Carly just said right? Pj time nerd boy." she added, as she sprinted out of the studio and into Carly's room.
Oh-my-gosh is the chapter finished already? Seddie believes that Barly is clueless about their blatant feelings for each other...oh the irony xD Review! And together we can find out how this story ends, one chapter at a time.
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