A/N

Hi there! As I got quite some views and an actual review I decided to rewrite my story. I wanna change some main storyline so I decided to delete my posted chapters and leave you with just this one. It's cause I don't want to confuse anybody. I do have the whole story still saved and will be rewriting off of what I already have. This also means the first 15 or so chapters will probably come very soon after each other. I'll try to get one chapter out every week but I'm very detailed and write pretty long chapters. :P

Please enjoy this prologue (which is totally original as I previously didn't have one) and please review it if you like it.

Prologue

Sam's POV

"Ughhh" I groan to myself and slam my bedroom door closed. I've just come from Carly's where I've had yet another weird experience. It's been happening a lot lately. I flop onto my bed, close my eyes and sigh.

It all started a few months ago. We were doing an iCarly show and Freddie was laughing at the jokes and silly things we did as usual. I felt myself looking at him more, which wouldn't look weird of course as he's holding the camera. But usually I just look at the camera, not the boy holding it. It weirded me out, I wanted to stop it… But it was as if my eyes were magnetic to him. They kept drifting over at him and I kept noticing small details about him I never paid any attention to.

A few weeks later I was messing with him. Calling him names and making fun of his techy talk. Even though it's been pretty impressive what he's able to do now. Especially compared to when we started iCarly. As I was teasing him he got more annoyed at me and I loved it. I roll my eyes when he yells for Carly to make her stop me. This is what annoys me. I can get Carly's attention easily, we talk about anything. But with that nub I have to torture him to get some attention… and even then he chooses Carly over me. Well of course, he has been in love with her for years now. It never used to bother me like this…

This happened more and more. Every time it happened I felt crazier. I looked at him one day and had to admit to myself that, yes he had grown up quite a bit since I met him. And yes… I think Freddie Benson looks *gulp* pretty hot. I wanted to barf. I wanted to punch myself so hard. I couldn't believe my own thoughts. I'm Sam Puckett. How can I think that about Freddie the nub Benson. But every once in a while I felt my cheeks heat up when I looked at him. He's gotten some serious muscles and his shirts are always very tight around his biceps.

Frothy my tiny, three legged cat jumps on my bed and lays down on my stomach. She looks at me like she can look right through me and see all the stuff that's happened in my brain. I pet her and she purrs while my mind wanders to this afternoon.

~Flashback from this afternoon~

I pick at some ham Carly had given me while Carly and Freddie are excitedly talking about some stuff. I don't really pay much attention to them and try to get my mind off of that boy by watching some tv. I hear them laughing, I can't keep my full attention to the MMA fight that's on tv and switch channels to Girly Cow. This show is amazing, maybe this'll keep me entertained. I still hear lots of noises coming from the counter where they're sitting at the computer. They're talking and laughing and I hear Carly squeal. This gets my full attention and I dare a glance at them.
"You're amazing Freddie!" Carly yells right in his face and hugs him hard. He hugs her back, I imagine he must be enjoying this way too much right now. I roll my eyes to no one in particular and focus back on the tv but I feel anger rise in me and accidentally bend the fork I was using to eat my ham with. I was an accident really… Suddenly I realise, why am I so angry? Is it anger I'm feeling? Or could it be….. No I can't be jealous. What is there to be jealous of anyway? I have my eyes stuck to the tv screen but inside I feel insane. Am I going crazy? Why am I feeling angry or even jealous? I feel lightheaded and push the plate of ham from my lap. The fork slides onto the plate which makes a noise and alarms my two friends. Great, I was just waiting to get their attention. I keep my eyes glued to the screen and try not to let them see anything. I see them coming over to me out of the corner of my eye.
"Are you okay Sam?" Carly asks. She looks at the plate of food I abandoned and puts it on the coffee table in front of her. They sit next to me, Carly on my right and Freddie on her right. I sigh, guess I have to answer.
"Yeah I'm fine. Why?"
"That's why!" Freddie yells and points at the plate. This boy is starting to annoy me again. I grit my teeth and flip my head to look at my two now-very-annoying friends. Carly looks concerned. I don't like it at all. I can take care of myself and these two should be the ones who know that best. I adjust so I can see him and look annoyed at Freddie who had to call me out on my eating behaviour. His face almost makes me soften my annoyed look…. Almost. I catch myself before it happens but I'm surprised at how innocent and concerned his face looks, just like Carly's. They can't be more made for each other can they? This thought makes my anger rise again. I squeeze my fists so I don't do anything stupid.
"I am perfectly fine. I'm just in the mood for something else" I say through my teeth, still clenching my fists, and they get the message. I see an escape.
"In fact, I think I'll go outside and get some other snack." I say more calmly as I stand up and walk to the door.

I've gone to the market two blocks away from Carly's and bought some jelly worms. They were extremely cheap and I didn't really feel like going home so I had to have something when I returned to the apartment. Of course the other snack thing was just a way to get out. Get out of that situation, out of that apartment and away from THAT boy. I'm slowly walking through the streets and it's starting to get dark. Suddenly there's a shadow behind me, I walk into an alley to try and get rid of him. And it's also a shortcut to Carly's anyway. I should get back now, the creeps are obviously coming out. I feel someone grab my shoulder and react immediately by balling my fists, one still holding my snack. The guy in black yells to give him money but I'm not about to. I'm about to deliver a big punch to his face when he pulls out a knife.
'Not good' I think but I keep a straight face. Can't let him see I'm afraid. I see him pull back his arm and realise quickly he's about to stab me. I see an escape where his knife-holding arm used to be so I dash under his arm and run to Bushwell Plaza as quickly as possible. There's so much adrenaline going through my body, I feel like I've never ran this fast and I can hardly breath. When I'm almost at the building I look behind me and see he's not following me so I run into the building and into the elevator a woman and her son were just coming out of.

I enter the Shay apartment again and drop my bag of sweets on the table and flop onto the couch. I caught my breath in the elevator but my heart is still beating quite hard from the running. I'm glad I escaped. Carly and Freddie are sitting at the computer again and they are staring at me. Why?
"Is there something on my face?!" I say annoyed to find out what's wrong with them.

"Kind of…" Freddie starts off and walks to the kitchen.
"Sam, seriously! What happened to you?!" Carly yells and runs to me.

"Oh is my hair crazy or something?" I say combing my hair with my fingers. I must look kinda crazy from the running. "I kinda got attacked."

"Attacked?!" Carly yells. "What? How? You were gone for like half an hour."

"Yeah I bought my snack and some creep in an alley wanted my money. He even pulled out a knife but I escaped." I say proudly. I wanna eat my gummies now.

"Yeah almost" Freddie says as he walks up to me with a wet cloth. What's that for..?

"What do you mean almost?" I say. He pulls Carly aside and sits next to me. So close to me. I'm starting to feel crazy again.

"Sam…. You do know that you're bleeding right?" Carly says as she pulls out her phone to show me my face on her front camera. She's right. There's a big red stripe on my cheek but it's not bleeding badly.

"I guess I hit the knife when I ducked under his arm." I say. "I didn't realise, I was running away."

"Well sit still. We don't want this to get infected." Freddie says. He takes my chin in his hand and starts to wipe away the blood on my cheek with the wet cloth. My heart start beating fast again and I'm glad for the blood on my face cause I'm sure my face becomes redder right now. The spot where he's holding me feels like it's on fire. It's burning and tingling like crazy, why does it feel like that? He's very focussed on my cheek and I feel my eyes roaming over his face. I see his eyes, focus stuck to my cheek. Those pretty, deep, chocolaty brown eyes. His eyebrows are scrunched together in concentration too. Then my eyes find his mouth. His lips. Those lips. Those lips I kissed a few years ago on the fire escape. My very first kiss. I was surprised by how much I liked it. I wonder if they'd feel the same. I bite my bottom lip. I wouldn't mind to try it… NO! I shouldn't think these things. It's Freddie. Freddie who's in love with Carly. I cast my eyes down. No longer looking at him but focussing on his red and yellow striped shirt.

"All clean" Freddie suddenly announces and releases my jaw. The spot suddenly feels very cold and numb. I feel stupid for my own thoughts and silently open up my candy.

"Let me just put some of this stuff on it" Carly says as she comes up to me with some sort of bottle. She pours some on a cotton pad and puts it on my cheek.
"oww!" I yell out. It stings and burns. But not like the burn Freddie gave me. That was a nice kind of burn. I'd like to feel that again kind of burn. I'm so stupid.

~end of flashback~

I cringe as I think back at all this. I decide to just let my mind run freely and try and not hold myself back. Even though my personality really doesn't like these thoughts. Let's try and get my thoughts clear. Number 1. I think Freddie looks pretty hot these days. He's lost his baby fat and gained a fair amount of muscles. Okay I can admit that. Number 2. I liked his eyes. Well maybe that's because they remind me of brownies. And I looooove brownies. Number 3. I like that I get his full attention when we fight. And it annoys me so much when he goes crying to Carly about it. Fine I like it to get his attention. And this is the only way I know how. Well, getting hurt today got his attention too, and putting away the ham. But that may not be the greatest ways of getting his attention… Number 4. I think I may have to admit I'm kinda jealous about the way he's treating Carly. Not the stupid crush. But the way they're friends. They're better friends than me and Freddie are. I'd never hug him. It'd blow his mind and they would probably take me to hospital on the spot. Number 5. I liked the way he was concerned for me today. He almost broke through me with that look on his face. Number 6. His touch gave me a burning sensation. I don't know how to describe this, even to myself. But I loved the way his touch made me feel. It was as if that part of my body was on fire and when he went away it felt numb. I didn't want it to stop. – I touch my jaw and cheek where he did and try to remember the feeling – Number 7. – I gulp – I wanted to kiss him. When my eyes rested on his lips I remember everything from that night, out on the fire escape. I quite regret having my eyes open and only kissing back with the half of me. The burn I'm feeling now didn't happen then. These things are all so cliché. It's almost as if….

I suddenly stop my thoughts. But it's too late anyway. I've realised something I should've seen coming, especially after all the events today. I panic. It's horrible. It can't be. But I have to admit it. It's the only explanation. Carly would have known after half of the points I just thought about, I needed all but now it's also clear to me. So clear.

I. like. Freddie.