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Chapter 14: ISleepover…

Freddie POV

It honestly doesn't matter how smart a person was. After what happened to me a few hours ago, I couldn't figure out the problem. What made it worst was that I was still on this date with Natalie. I didn't think there was anything wrong with that. I like this girl and I want to make this work. Would that make me a bad friend though….? No, Sam would have blown me off for Adrian, Carly, even for some meat! I was going to admit, it is hard being at Groovie Smoothies with someone that is completely not Carly or Sam.

"Are you okay?" Natalie took a sip of the smoothie that I bought her. I put my lips onto to the straw to do the same and nodded my head slowly. I took a couple of gulps of my smoothie then lifted my head.

"Why you asked?" I chuckled a little. I looked up at her big brown eyes that were filled with concern.

"I mean." She sighed. I reached for her hand after I had an idea what she was talking about. I was just hoping I was wrong. "I know you told me at the contest that it wasn't about me but-

"Because it wasn't." I interrupted. She looked at me with confused eyes.

"But was it about you and her?" She finished. I pulled my hand away and she watched. I leaned back to my seat and stared at her. I rolled my eyes and leaned back forward.

"Is this what you've been worrying about? I told you Natalie that Sam and I fight almost all the time. Back at the contest wasn't anything new." I explained quietly, for no other customer to be disturbed. I watched her as she looked at her playing hands. She didn't respond. "You don't believe me, do you?" I leaned back to my seat. My first date with this girl and it's already going downhill. How can Sam make my life miserable without being here? She kept quiet for a second. I snatched my smoothie and took a sip. If she wasn't going to talk to me then maybe I should leave. I like Natalie a lot but the last thing I needed was a girl that is already showing how stubborn she could be.

"I do." She finally spoke and looked up at me. "To an extent though." She finished.

"Why can't you just completely believe me?" I sounded irritated. She shrugged.

"Because, are you completely telling me everything?" I thought it was best not to respond and let her keep talking. She kept her eyes on me, reading me as if I was mysterious. She didn't continue like I thought she would.

"Natalie I told you everything. I told you my lifelong crush, Carly. I told you my first kiss was with Sam. I told you about how my mom and I relationship went downhill from me going to jail. I explained to you that Carly is more like a sister to me now, and my kiss with Sam means nothing more to me then what it's already called." I explained. "What more do you want me to say?" I added.

"Freddie, I don't want to get hurt." She said quickly. "I don't want you to secretly be hiding something, especially if you and her still have a connection." She added. I rolled my eyes. Crap! I knew I was talking about Carly a little more then I should with her lately. Somehow Carly still had something over me that I just couldn't explain. As if she compelled me to always stick by her side unless I would be betraying her for liking someone that wasn't her.

"I get what you're saying but Carly and I-"she suddenly shook her head. "What?"

"I wasn't talking about Carly." She said flatly. I looked at her as I was suddenly intrigued.

"Then who could you possibly-

"I was talking about Sam." She interrupted. I looked at her in disbelief when I heard the unwelcoming name slipped out her lips. For the first time in this conversation I was suddenly lost of words. Why would she just assume that Sam and I had connection? Connection was obvious a strong word when two people were clearly enemies and tried to become friends at that. Without any control, I started to laugh…hard. She watched me and was puzzled. "What- What are you laughing about?" She tried to squeeze her comment between my laughter. It took a minute for my laughter to die down. I was nearly in tears. I shook my head.

"You just don't understand. I hate that blond headed demon. I care for her and all, but she's…." I blanked out. I didn't have words again. "I don't know." Why can't I explain myself? Natalie nodded her head again. She sighed before she spoke.

"I believe you Freddie. Even though I believe guys are uncaring, dirty, selfish jerks…" I pulled my eyebrows together as I didn't know what path she was heading. "You're not like most guys, which I like." I sighed in relief. "I really do like you Freddie Benson." she grins. I leaned forward and stretch my hands towards hers for her to grab it. She did.

"I like you too Natalie. Let's not talk about this ever again? She nodded then laughed.

"I agree." She took one hand off of me to grab her smoothie to take a sip. Her cell phone suddenly vibrated on the table. We both glanced at it. Both of her hands were suddenly on the phone and off my hands and I slide my hands closer to me. "Sorry, I think my mom texted me." She saw the sudden change on my face. I nodded my head. She looked at the phone and I watched as the light of her phone shined her eyes. Her face dropped and she rolled her eyes. "I was right, it's my mom." She settled her phone back to the table.

"What did she want?" I asked curiously.

"I have to go. My cousins came before I left the house and I promised I will be back before supper." I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. It was about to hit seven o' clock. I sighed.

"Well I had fun." I put my cell phone back in my pocket.

"Did you?" Natalie lifted an eyebrow in disbelief.

"Yeah why wouldn't I?" I chuckled. She put her purse over shoulders as she thought about it for a second.

"I don't know. I felt like we were going to break up even before we went out." She laughed and I joined. It was good that she knew how overdramatic this whole day was.

"No, I still had fun." I stated. She looked at me in wonder. She looked satisfied and stood up.

"Maybe we are rushing things" She added. I nodded.

"Maybe we are." I stood up too as I was going to head out also. She randomly bit her lips.

"I really don't want to rush things." I didn't comment. She walked towards me and kissed me on the cheeks. She glanced at my lips she kissed earlier today then back up to my eyes as if she was fighting with temptation. She sighed. "Text me?"

"I will." She finally looked away and walked out the door.

Sam POV

I didn't know why it was so hard being in front of this door. As many times I have barged in this same exact door. For the first time ever I knocked. In a few seconds I heard footsteps on the other side of the door. The door swung opened and the dark headed girl peek her head out. She looked at me and then looked disappointed.

"Hey." I whispered. Her face expression looked really hard. The hyper, overdramatic, and passionate best friend seemed to be gone. She didn't respond but her eyes did. Her eyes questioned me as if they were saying 'why are you here?'

"Look, I know I cancelled on you and I'm sorry. I still want to tell you everything." Her eyes were still dark and cold. "Can I come in?" I tried.

"You really have no real sense if you honestly think I will forgive you all of the sudden." She walked in front of the door almost in rejection and crossed her arms. "You really hurt me when you cancelled on me. That was the last chance for me to really see if you care for our friendship and you denied it."

"Why does everything has to be chances Carly?" I raised my voice out of frustration. "Why can't you just trust me and understand what I'm going through without even knowing what's wrong? That what I thought best friends were for." I stated.

"So now you're telling me, I wasn't a best friend? Thanks Sam." She walked behind the door.

"No!" I stopped her before she could take the time to close the door. "Carly you were my best friend and you still are. There were times that I feel like you are the only friend that I had. I'm sorry for everything. You out of everyone should know that I can't express my feelings-

"I know, but you should know that I will never judge you. You know that you can tell me everything." She defended. I nodded.

"I know, that's why I came to you, to tell you everything." I concluded. She looked at me in consideration.

"I want everything to go back to where they use to me Sam. We haven't done ICarly for so long and it makes me so upset." She confessed.

"I do too Carls. Everything suddenly changed dramatically, some good and some bad. I just want you back as the role of my best friend." I begged. She stared at me and in seconds she smiled. She opened the door wider for me to be able to walk in.

"You know you're always welcome right?" Carly had open arms for me. I walked into her and hugged her so hard. "I miss you Sam." She whispered in my ears.

"I miss you too Carls." I whispered back. For the first time in weeks I felt like everything will be just fine.

Carly POV

"I just wanted to make it clear again." I settled Sam's ham in front of her and sit next to her on the couch. She immediately charge for it and stuff herself with a huge nonhuman bite. "You don't have to tell me everything. You were right. I should be able to understand that there are some things that I just don't need to know." I said being open- minded. Sam looked at me in concern.

"You're okay Carls?" She said while her food was flowing around in her mouth. I cringed in disgust but I laughed as I couldn't help knowing my friend. I nodded.

"I'm completely serious. I believe I always knew to trust you but I was always scared that you won't come to me for your problems anymore." Sam swallowed finally. "I didn't know what you were doing anymore. I didn't know if you were attempting anything that wasn't healthy or if you had help. I was just scare." I confessed. "I'm sorry." Sam looked at her ham that she barely had left. "Did you want something to drink or something?" I suddenly remember what I didn't offer. She shook her head. "No pressure." Sam rolled her eyes.

"Carly, you saying no pressure is putting pressure on me." She moans.

"Sorry." I thought about what my mind been on since Sam and I haven't talked. "I can start if you want." I added. She didn't say anything but she did glance up at me as a signal of approval. I sighed. "Well, lately, I don't know why or how it started, but I start to have these feelings. Not strong feeling, just feelings-

"Get to the point Carly!" Sam yelled then took another bite of her ham.

"I think I have feelings for Freddie!" I yelled quickly. I looked at Sam and she stops chewing her ham and looked at me in disbelief. "I don't know why I have these feelings. He doesn't even seem like he's attracted to me anymore." Sam suddenly started to chew her food with a bored expression on her face. I took this as for me to keep going. "Even though I'm kind of mad of at him, I can't find reasons why I should be. I believe I'm jealous at the girls that he is giving attention to" I finally sighed to concluded. I watched Sam while she was still chewing.

"I think I want to take that offer Carls, Momma's thirsty." She rubbed her stomach as if she is satisfied. I rolled my eyes and pushed myself off the couch. I walked to the refrigerator and grabbed our well squeezed lemonade. I pulled out two cups.

"What do you think I should do?" I yelled back to the living room.

"Well I think you have turned Psycho." She warns. I rolled my eyes once more and chuckled silently.

"I'm serious Sam!" Though there was still a smile in my voice.

"I am too Carls. It's the nub we're talking about. The freaking dork finally stop being in love with you and the moment you should be celebrating about the freedom, you took the time to finally have feelings for him. I called that stupid." She places her opinion. I walked with the two cups and handed her the cup and settle down mines.

"You're right; I just can't seem to figure out what I'm supposed to be doing next." I sit back down next to Sam and grabbed my lemonade to drink.

"Maybe find yourself a boy and away from dorks." Sam said dryly. I suddenly smirk as a thought came to my mind.

"We both know that Freddie doesn't look that much like a dork anymore." I giggled.

"Carly, please, I don't want to see my ham back on the surface again." She pretends she was preventing herself from puking. I sighed. "Fine, let's change the subject." I settle my cup back on the table. "Did you have specific things you wanted to take about?" Sam shrugged.

"Does it matter? I'm going tell you everything, and not because you told me to but because I want to" She assured. I nodded my head and tried to get myself comfortable. Sam started making noises with her mouth which she does when she gets nervous. "Where do I start?" she more said it to herself than me. She cleared her throat. "I had a secret boyfriend. His name was Adrian. You wouldn't know him since he is a drop out student. I basically met him on the street which wasn't the brightest idea. That was actually the guy that I was texting throughout ICarly rehearsal." She looked at me.

"You had a boyfriend and didn't tell me?" I was in pure shock. That had to be the number one thing you would have to tell your best friend.

"Carly you would have never approved him. I was happy and I didn't want you to judge him." She explained.

"I wouldn't have –

"Yes you would." She interrupted. I pierced my lips as I didn't have anything to say anymore. Sam started to watch her hands as she was about to continue. "but to be honest, you would had a reason to judge. I loved him so much that I was so unaware the way he sometimes treated me. Freddie saw it though. When he returned the DVD you borrowed from me, Freddie met Adrian that night. They got on a bad foot and started fighting. Every since then Adrian and his friends won't stop leaving Freddie alone. Freddie was just trying to protect me. I guess that's why he went to jail."

"Adrian was the guy Freddie fought before getting arrested?" I gasped. All of this was happening without any of my knowledge. Sam nodded slowly as if she was ashamed. "Wow." Was all I can really say at this point. Sam didn't look up at me as if she was thinking. I sighed. "Is that really it?" I said once Sam didn't continue right away.

"Basically." She sighed and lies down and put her legs on my lap. "We can watch TV now?" she tried to brush off the past subject.

"I guess, but Freddie was trying to protect you?" I smirked. I saw Sam rolling her eyes as she turned on the TV. "Who would ever known that would happened?" I laughed. Sam groaned.

"He's not protecting anyone!" she defended. "If anything he's being annoying and getting himself into things that he needs to stay out of." She started flipping channels. I shrugged.

"Mmm.. well if you ask me, Freddie cares about you. Also I think you are okay with that too. You guys are friends and you can't deny that." I smiled widely. She took her eyes off the television and looked at me in disgust.

"Well on that note, I think it's my cue to go." She turned off the TV and threw the remote on the coffee table to stand up. I laughed from her behavior. "Thanks for the ham Carls." She started walking towards the door.

"Fine Sam, leave, since you're in denial." I called after her.

"Bye." She mouth off before she closed the door.

"Tell Freddie to text me!" I called at the last minute and the door closed shut.

Sam POV

I was on the sidewalk walking to my house till I hear a car door shut. I looked behind me and found Freddork walking towards me. I cursed under my breath and continued to walk to my porch. I reached it and grabbed my keys.

"Your door was lock." I heard behind me.

"Well, you should took that as a sign to leave." I said dryly. I was turning the keys to open the door. "You honestly don't have any business being here." I said before I opened the door.

"Are you still mad at me?" I walked in the house and swung the door behind to slam it in his face. I walked to the kitchen to grab something to drink. "I'm taking that as a yes." He said as he opened the door. He closed the door gently behind him. I leaned against the counter and faced him and smirk before I took a sip. "Well, I'm sorry, even though I didn't really do anything." I rolled my eyes and settled my peppy cola on the counter.

"Apology not accepted." I walked to my couch and put my legs on my little coffee table. He didn't say anything and reached for the door to open to it. "Where're you going nub?" He stopped but didn't look at me. He kept his head down.

"I don't know. I'll figure that one out later." He said as he swung the door open. I groaned in irritation.

"Why don't you just stay here?" I looked back at the television.

"I'm obviously not going to stay at a place that I'm not wanted." He said calmly.

"Gosh Benson, I'm not mad at you." I flipped through the channels. "You're such a crybaby." I teased. I finally looked back at him and caught him rolling his eyes. "No eye rolling in this house." I warned.

"Yeah like that ever stopped you." He started taking off his jacket.

"Well this is my house, dork" I pointed. He made his way to the couch. "What did you do all day while I was gone? I hope you weren't acting like a lost puppy and stayed in front of my house all day." Freddie put his legs up on the coffee table.

"Even if I did, you don't sound genuinely concerned." He stated. I shrugged. "Well, I didn't, I was with Natalie." He joined me and watched me flipped channel. I didn't let the name really bother me this time.

"Cool." I said simply, finding one of Freddie's favorite shows, 'Celebrity Underwater'.

"What did you do?" he asked.

"Mmm, nothing really. I want to your baby Carly's house?" I teased.

"Ha, very funny." Sarcasm dripped off his lips. "What did you do at her place? You guys made up?"

"Yep, I told her everything that happened." I said bored. My eyes were glue to the television as one of the members from Big Time Rush was underwater. "Wow, Carlos is sure under there for a long time." Change of subject

"What do you mean everything?" Fredward brought the subject back.

"Basically what it already means; I told her everything." I explained.

"You told her about us? I mean not us but what we did that night?" he sounded concerned.

"Ew, no. Why would I tell her that? I barely even like to think about that night."I felt his tension go down. "Thanks for reminding me, Fredward."

"Then what did you tell her?" I sighed in irritation.

"You ask too many questions." I got up and head back to get my almost forgotten peppy cola. I took a sip and decided to answer him. He turned to look at me. "We talked about Adrian mostly."

"Did you guys mention about me at all?" I glared at him. "I know, I'm sorry." He recognized.

"Yeah, I guess." I tried to forget Carly's sudden outburst. "Oh yeah, Carly wants you to text her by the way." I remembered.

"Okay?" He sounded confused.

"What, I thought you would be happy and celebrating that your Carly wants to talk to you again." I settled my drink to jump on my counter. He shook his head.

"I got over that crush a long time ago." He corrected. He stood up and walk towards me. He was in front of me and snatches my peppy cola and smirk at me as I tried to snatch it back. He took a sip.

"Ew, I drunk out of that." I snatched it back once he was done drinking. He shrugged.

"We're friends aren't we?" He leaned onto the same counter I was sitting on. I ignore his question and finished my peppy cola in one gulp. "You know by doing that we technically kissed, right?" I spit out the peppy cola away from him even though he did deserve to be spit on. I felt my nose burn as I felt the cola dripped from my nose. I covered my face and jumped off the counter to go to the kitchen. I hear Freddie laughing as I rinse my sticky face.

"You're such an Ass." I comment while I grabbed a towel to dry my face.

"I'll take that as a compliment." He smirked. I wanted to take that smirk off his face so bad. I threw the towel at him. He got hit with it and I chuckled a little. He picked up the towel and looked at it. "Yeah, you're real mature." He said sarcastically.

"Who said I was trying to be?" I played innocently. Starting the water, I filled my hands with it to splash the dork in his face. He looked in pure shocked as he felt the cold water dripping down his face.

"Oh you're getting it Puckett." Freddie said between his teeth and ran towards the sink. He held tons of water in his hands and splashed me continuously. I did the same to defend myself. The kitchen was quickly getting soaked from the water. The floor was now a big puddle. Screams escape my mouth as the cold water ran down my whole entire body. I tried to push Freddie away from the sink to dictate the water. Freddie suddenly slipped onto the ground and collides into me and caused me to fall onto him. We were laughing uncontrollably. It the first time I had real fun in a long time.

"Sorry." Freddie squeezed out when his laughter was slowly dying. I just continued to laugh. The laugh slowly turned into giggles and then it was only a smile. The only thing was audible was the sound of running water from the sink. My hair was falling in front of my face and I saw Freddie taking my wet strands and placing it behind my ears. I cleared my throat and started to get off of him. I stood up and looked at myself; I ignored of what happened a few seconds ago and started chuckling about our fight. Freddie helped himself up and did the same. I walked to the sink and turned off the running waters.

"You're cleaning this up Benson." I ordered. I looked at him and he was in disbelief.

"You're cleaning up too!" He fought back. "This was a two person's mess."

"Whatever dork, I'm changing." I said and walked out the wet kitchen and enter my room. I replace my wet clothes with some pajamas. I threw my wet clothes into the corner and went back into the hallway. I walked to the closet to grabbed clean towels to dry the kitchen. I walked back to the kitchen with the towels in my hands until I found a Benson, shirtless in my kitchen. He glanced at the dropped towels and back at me.

"Good you brought towel." He said nonchalant as he was twisting his shirt over the sink.

Freddie POV

"Ye-yeah." I heard Sam stuttered. I glanced at her confused.

"You okay?" I asked as I untwisted my drench shirt. She nodded and picked up a towel and started wiping the counter. I laid my shirt over the far counter that wasn't wet to dry. After, I grabbed a towel and help Sam dry the counter. We did it in silence. I constantly caught Sam looking at me a couple of times, but she still didn't say a word. I smug as I noticed what she was looking at, "Take a picture it might last longer." I chuckled.

"You wish." She said dryly. After twenty minutes of wiping and mopping the kitchen, we finally got the kitchen to look like how it used to be. I put on my still wet shirt and put my jacket on.

"Where are you going?" Sam came back from putting the dirty wet towel away.

"I'm leaving." I said simply. She didn't say anything but I could tell she wanted to ask me something. "I have to go home, it's getting late. My mom texted me." I finished.

"We're not having out sleepover?" she mocked. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, now you want one." I finished putting my shoes on.

"I never denied the offer." She grinned. I nodded in satisfaction.

"Maybe, I'll might come back and surprise you, that's if your mom doesn't come anytime soon." I warned. She shook her head.

"She's in Vegas." She simply said and sat down on the couch.

"Don't miss me too much." I opened the door.

"I promise, trust me." I heard the devilish smile in her voice and I closed the door behind me.

"Freddie over here!" I heard the whispered ahead of me. It was really dark but I saw her smile. I walked towards it. She hugged me. "I thought you weren't going to show up."

"Why would you think that?" I was pulled into her backyard that was incredibly huge. She shushed me to not say a word.

"My parents are sleeping; my room is in the basement. I nodded as I followed her order. She slides the glass patio door and pulled me inside. She closed it behind us. We run down the stairs and she started giggling. Her whole house was huge, the basement was amazing. It had a fireplace and a huge empty space to do absolutely anything. "My room is in here." She walked ahead of me and lit her room. It was cozy and red.

"Nice room." I continue to look around and sat on her bed

"Well, I try." She shrugs. She took something out of her draw. I stared at her and she sparks a match.

"Matches?" I asked confused.

"Duh, for candles." She chuckles. She lit up at least five candles and turned off the lights. It was cute, but at the same time too romantic for taking everything slow. "We will be in so much trouble if we got caught." Her eyes gotten wide from the bad thought.

"Natalie I really don't want to be on your parent's bad side before I even meet them." I watched her as she got closer to me.

"Don't worry, we won't get caught." She climbed on top of me and kissed me viciously. She went to my neck and then back on my lips. I had to move my face to the side to take a breath.

"Whoa, I thought we were going to take everything slow." I reminded. She rolled her eyes at the thought.

"I did, but I can't help myself when I looked at you. You're so good to look at." she tried again but I reject her lips. "What's wrong?" she sounded more irritated then sincere.

"I don't think I ready to do this quite yet." She groaned.

"Have you not done this before? I had been waiting all day for your mom to let you out and now you reject me once nothing is stopping us." I thought of the lie I've told her. I didn't want to do it, but I didn't know how that would sound being at a girl's place that the person has even accused you of having a connection. "Do you want me?" she sounded upset.

"Yes I want you." I said. She tried to read my face.

"I won't hurt you. If that's what you're worrying about." She said grabbing my face. I watch her and she sounded sincere. I grabbed her waist and kissed her on the lips. She took it as my permission and kissed me viciously again. Next thing I notice our clothes were ripped off from our bodies. What did I become lately?

Sam POV

3:27am

Maybe he wasn't coming. It wasn't like I was waiting for him or anything. I took the two movies I laid out and placed it back with the other movies. I took the snacks and put it back in the cabinets. It's not like he promised that he was coming, he said that he might. I grabbed my phone to make sure.

To: Freddork

Are you coming? It's getting late.

I flipped my phone shut and walked to the door to lock it. I sat back down on the couch and watch the last few seconds of the show I was watching.

I didn't know I fell asleep until I felt a vibrate next to me. I looked at the time first.

4:45 am

From: Freddork

Sorry, I can't get out of my house. Hang tomorrow?

To: Freddork

Whatever Benson. Best sleepover ever.

I flipped the phone shut and drifted back to sleep.

Freddie POV

From: Princess Puckett

Whatever Benson. Best sleepover ever.

I read the text as I felt a sleeping person on my bare chest. I looked at Natalie making sure she was in deep sleep. I kept reading Sam's text message. If only she knew that I rather be there with her then where I was right now, in regret.

Hey readers! I updated quicker then usually. Yayy. I had spare time so I decided to update something. Thank you for the ideas, I really appreciate it. They were really good; I didn't use it in this chapter because I didn't want to rush things. Plus if I was using, I would probably make the chapter a little longer. I want more ideas though! So again give me ideas, I most likely would add bits from everyone. Sorry that Natalie was part of the chapter. I know majority of you don't like her. Hopefully you guys like this chapter. Tell me if it was good or bad. I can take criticisms.

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