Disclaimer: So, iCarly not mine, and will never be …turns out that the M&M's and Skittles kinda betrayed me, and went to the gummy worms. Tris I'm on your side… right? xP
Authors Note: Sam talks on the phone in this chapter, so the caller with be with this font, just so everybody is clear. Happy reading (:
Sam's POV
I remember feeling like I was in a place where nothing bad could ever happen. I remember telling Carly I loved her. I remember her telling me she loves me. I have to remember to tell Carly to not be mad a Freddie. I can't believe I just thought that. I should encourage Carly to stay mad a Fredweirdo. Then she would try so hard to get us to stop attacking each other and Fredweirdo wouldn't get so many scrapes, or red cheeks for that matter. I open my eyes, and am blinded for a minute. Those damn curtains, but the sunlight does look make Carly look even hotter than usual. I press myself up against her, putting my hands around her waist to pull her close. Any closer and we'd be… we, you know. I smiled, thinking about the future.
"Morning Sammie," she says. I close my eyes as she rolls over to face me.
"Morning babe," I say for the first time. I have been waiting forever to say that to her. God it feels good to say that.
"Can you say that one more time?" she pleads with me. I open my eyes and fake confusion. "Which hun, 'morning' or 'babe'?" I joke with her, chuckling softly.
"At this point," she says, "I don't really care, just keep talking," she says as she smiles and puts her arms around my waist. She maneuvers her head so it's under my chin. We lay there, and it's like heaven. I can't imagine anything better, and then I think. My arms are around her waist, so I slowly lift up her shirt in the back. She doesn't say anything, so I start drawing random patterns on her back. I remember when my Dad was actually living at my house, before he disappeared; he used to draw all over my face with his finger before bed. It's one of my favourite memories of him. I felt Carly tense and wrap her arms around her chest. Something was off. Carly rarely had panic attacks, and if she's having an asthma attack again, she can't have her inhaler, it made her hallucinate. I took my hands from her back, and brought them to her face, and held it.
"Carly? Baby? You need to breathe, okay? If you have anymore of that puffer, I don't think it will do that brain of yours any good, okay?"
I said. She nodded her head, taking deep breaths. I put my hand down the back of her shirt, rubbing her back with large circles, trying to calm her down a bit.
"Thanks Sammie, you always know what to do," she said, relaxing into my semi-massage. Recovered from her attack, she wound her arms around my waist once again, relaxing. I wasn't as relaxed. That's two attacks that she's had in less than twenty-four hours. Last time she had one, when she was seven, it had something to do with her mother. This is not a good sign.
"What's on your mind Sam?" she asked, obviously picking up on my distress.
"It's nothing Carls, I just can't seem to focus on anything, just one thing actually…" I trailed off. The look of confusion on her face was priceless. Point one for Captain Obvious. I laughed; I couldn't help it. "You, Carly, I can't stop thinking of you and that kiss…" I said, closing my eyes and thinking about last night. That's when I felt her wiggle up and my breath caught, but I kept my eyes shut. I wanted my Carly to take charge for once. Then I felt the most wonderful feeling, I can't even describe it, on my forehead, and then my eyebrows, followed by my eyes, cheekbones, and nose. I grunted. I get that she's playing a game, but come on! She kissed my chin. I smiled, that's my Carly, never giving up even when she should. Then she kissed my dimples and the left corner of my mouth. I sighed; I couldn't help myself. Then, she teasingly caressed my lips with hers as she moved to the other side of my mouth and kissed the corner. I moaned. It's not my fault I feel this way. No, I can't give in, I must win this.
"You fight dirty don't you," I growled.
"Yes, yes I do. What are you going to do about it?" she teased.
"This."
I flipped her over, so that I was on top of her and… repaid the favour she bestowed upon me, but with more… vigour. When I was finished, I slid my lips down the side of her face. She shivered and moaned at it, and made a mental note to come back later.
"Sam, please," she breathed. Oh ya, I won that one, but I didn't hear the magic words.
"What do you say, hun? I don't like being teased," I said, pressing each word into her neck, making my back up to her lips, slowly, ever so slowly.
"I-I-I'm s-s-s-or-r-r-y S-Sammie," I heard; now I'd won, and she knew it. "That's what I thought," I said, before bringing my lips to her own.
To say it was fantastically wonderfully amazing would be an understatement. There wasn't the last kiss, exploding fireworks all at once, but like a slow burning. Like lava, yummy delicious lava, spreading all through my veins. My arms were still around her waist, and I could feel her trying to be subtle at taking my tank top off, when I heard the buzzing. It sounded like a bee, but louder, and mechanical. My phone! My phone just had to ruin the moment. I stopped kissing Carly, and she stopped at the same time. I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding.
"Carly?" I asked.
"Ya, Sammie?"
"I have to get up."
"Why? This stupid shirt was in my way…" I smiled. God I love that girl.
"Carls, that's my phone. If I don't answer it, then someone will get mad at me, and I'll have to start a fight," I threatened. I knew she would have to let me get up.
"Okay, fine," she grumbled. Another point for Sammie.
I got out of bed and walked over to the desk. I knew my phone was here somewhere. I just have no idea where. Found it! Stupid company can't even give me caller I.D. Oh well, it's better if I don't know who it is.
"House of Pain. This is Sam speaking. Are you looking for a victim, or are you one?" I said in the most serious voice I had.
"Come on Puckett, I think my teacher says that. Can't you be more original?" I heard. Damn, that stupid boy had to phone now.
"Oh, hey nub, what do you want, I'm kinda busy"
"You know I don't care Sam. So did you play Truth or Dare like I suggested you to? Come on Sam, tell me I was right for a change."
"I don't care if you think I broke anything, whatever it is, I didn't do it!"
"What are you—oh, Carly's there right? Okay, but did you?
"No, Fredwina, I will not pay for damages, even if I have done anything,"
"So that's a yes?"
"Fine, yes I did okay. It just, sort of happened okay. Don't blame me though, it was more fun that I thought it would be," I said truthfully.
"Wow, so did you ask her if she likes you back? Are you still there? What happened? You have to tell me,"he said, pleading once again. What was it with guys about girls who sleep together?
"Whatever Frumbelina, I have to go. I have some unfinished business to attend to," I said, hoping he'd get the point.
"Really? No details at all? It was my idea; you have to give me a little to go on. Please? I stop purposely annoying you,"he baited. No way was I falling for that.
"Not now Fredweirdo. Goodbye," I said as I snapped my phone shut.
"Freddie's a nub, but he reminded me of something," I said. He didn't, but, talking with him, made me remember about something we had to do. I opened my mouth, just as this look came over Carly. It looked like a severe case of jealousy if I ever saw one, but this one was really bad. It looked like she was going to kill someone!
"Carly? You okay? I have a question for you," I asked, getting my puppy dog eyes ready for when she came down from her jealousy high.
"What is it Sam?" she asked, softer than I expected.
"Well," I started, "I was just wondering if you were going to tell Spencer," I said. She gave me a look that I have seen to much of in the last day. Confusion is definitely not one face I like seeing on her.
"Tell Spencer what?" she asked. I was going to do this the long way. It would be well worth it is she says yes. Pleas say yes, please say yes…
"This. Carly, will you do me the honour of being my beautiful girlfriend?" I ask, bring up tears in her eyes.
"Yes, Sammie. I'd love to."
Happy is not a big enough word for the feeling I was feeling.
I leaned over her, and placed a chaste kiss on her lips, and as I was pulling away, she grabbed the hem of my tank top. She's totally distracted.
"Carls, we gotta do something first," I remind her.
"I know, I know," she sighs, "but can I have another kiss first? For courage?" she teases as she gives me her puppy dogface. I smile. I can't resist the charms of Carly Shay. I lean forward to meet my lips with hers, and fire erupts in my face, engulfing my body. After a few minutes, she comes up for air, and I gently kiss her neck.
"Are you ready now Carly?" I ask, pushing up and looking at her. She nods her head.
"Spencer?" I ask. She nods again.
"Spencer."
Okay everybody, thank you for reading, please review!!! Unlike chapters 1 through 9, this chapter was written at a totally different location. The whole writing process? I called it…
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