Sorry for the wait guys!
Someone requested some angst in their review which I was, in fact, planning on adding. After this chapter, there are probably 2 more light chapters and then it will get a bit angsty but not much.
Sorry guys, but updates will probably be every 2 weeks from now on (although the chapter after this one may or may not come quickly since it's mostly ready I think) rather than the 1 week I had been originally doing as I have a lot less free time due to my job and less pre-planned from here on out. Not sure how long this story is going to end up being because I had originally planned on about 12 chapters but I have expanded on my original plot so maybe about 15 chapters.
Also, if you guys are into iCarly (which obviously you all are) then you should check out Henry Danger (also by Dan Schneider) I've started watching it on Prime Video and have been loving it. Probably will make a bit of FanFiction for that fandom too.
Okay, enough of the mini-rant. Luv you! Hope you enjoy, Bye xx
- Climax -
Cat had just announced that she wanted everyone to come to Bots for dinner tonight. Everyone meaning Robbie, Freddie, Sam, herself and the two children they were babysitting tonight. She then demanded that Sam and Freddie go get ready to leave while shoving them into the bedroom and closing the door. Freddie had complained that he didn't even have his suitcase to get ready if he wanted to and Cat had responded to this complaint by carelessly throwing his suitcase into the room and slamming the door shut while telling them that they couldn't come out for the next 30 minutes. Sam and Freddie had tried to argue with Cat at first but decided to give up and play along with whatever it was she was up to.
Sam and Freddie were already decent enough to go out to the restaurant so they just sat and talked while waiting for Cat to let them leave. They theorized that it was probably a strange attempt at getting the two of them together, just like Carly had done to Sam and Brad when she thought Sam was in love with him. The two of them laughed at how similar of a plan it was to Carly's and Freddie told Sam about the way that Carly had described the plan to him as being like the horses on the nature channel. Sam found this very amusing. By the time they were done joking about this Cat had announced that the two of them could come out now.
They did and Cat proudly motioned to the sliding glass windows that led to the patio. On the patio, Cat had nicely laid out some blankets and pillows. She or Robbie had set up a campfire and an assortment of snacks including marshmallows, s'more fixings, chips, and hot dogs. The sun was just starting to set and the little set up was facing the ideal view to watch the sky change colours. Cat had also set up a Bluetooth speaker outside which was already playing music. She told the two of them to enjoy their date and that her, Robbie and the kids would not be returning home for several hours. Both Sam and Freddie tried to protest a little since it wasn't really their thing to have such a romantic date set up for them but their protests didn't accomplish much and before either of them could come up with much of an excuse, Robbie, Cat and the kids were already gone and they were sitting on the blankets laid out in front of the fire roasting marshmallows.
"Hey uh, been meaning to ask you, what was up with this text that you sent me yesterday?" Freddie asks Sam as they sit in front of the campfire.
"What text?" Sam asks before putting a gooey marshmallow into her mouth.
Freddie pulls the conversation up on his phone so that he can read it to her, "You said, 'If I get wet tonight, I'm blaming you'."
"What?!" Sam exclaims as she snatches the phone out of his hand to see for herself, her face becoming warm. "I didn't send that!" She insists, "When was this?!"
Freddie shrugs as Sam examines the conversation, realizing that she did indeed send that. "It was while you were out with Cat and Jade."
Sam sighs in realization, "Oh! I meant to send that to Cat because she was taking forever inside of this Norwegian lamp store and it looked like it was going to rain."
Freddie smirks. "Sure, Sam Norwegian lamps…" he teases.
"It's true!" She snaps defensively not exactly realizing that he was only joking with her, "Why would I send you that on purpose, that's so weird!"
Freddie shrugs playing along with his small prank, "I don't know because you wanted to flirt with me, I guess?"
"I don't flirt like that!" Sam's voice starts to raise an octave as she becomes more stressed and embarrassed.
"I mean there was that one time when we were dating when…" Freddie begins but Sam cuts him off.
"What?!" She demands, a flustered expression painting its way across her face.
"You don't remember? We were making out and you told me I had to stop because-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa okay!" She interjects uncomfortably. She knew where he was going with that sentence and she did not want to hear him say the end of it. Her heart was beating fast. She had no memory of that actually happening while they were dating but she was feeling too nervous right now to consider her memories reliable so she wasn't going to try to dispute them. "Just talk about something else!" She snaps, not caring to prove him wrong anymore and just wanting the conversation to end.
He laughs, "Relax Sam, I was just messing with you, you've never said anything like that before."
Sam gives Freddie a threatening look. Oh, he was so not getting away with that, she thought.
She swung her leg over Freddie's lap and straddled him, putting her hands on his shoulders, she pressed him down onto the blanket. "Huh… Sam… What are you…?" Freddie stammered nervously.
Sam shushes him and Freddie's back presses against the ground. She leans over top of him and presses her body close to his, bringing her lips to his neck, the same way he had already done to her in the kitchen. Her soft warm lips trailed firm kisses from the space just above his shirt collar, to the skin just below his ear. Freddie could feel her chest pressed against his muscles. She scraped her teeth against his earlobe and bit and sucked on it softly. He moaned and Sam could feel his other reaction to her pressing on the lower portion of her stomach despite his tight jeans' best efforts.
Even though Freddie really didn't want her to get off, he knew better than to give in. He placed his hands on her hips and attempted to press up on them, prompting her to sit up, off of him. She ignored his request and continued to suck on his neck. He knew he could force her off of him if he really wanted to but he didn't want to give her the impression that doing that would inevitably give.
"Sam" He tries to reason with her, still pushing up on her hips.
"What?" She breathes in a voice that sounds innocent. Sam doing the whole 'sexy activities with the innocent voice' thing was kind of amusing. She didn't seem the type. "Don't you like it when I kiss you?" she asks smoothly.
Her voice wasn't at all helping Freddie relax. "Of course, but you have to get up now." He tells her softly.
Freddie could feel her smiling against his skin. She ever so slightly rubbed her body against his in a rather sexual way which made Freddie bite back a moan. "If you like it, then why?" She asks in her innocent voice again.
Oooh, Freddie thought. He understood her game now. He had teased her about being wet so she wanted to force him into admitting to being horny. Freddie usually felt uncomfortable saying that sort of stuff to Sam but he didn't find it as awkward when he knew she was trying to put him in the situation on purpose. Besides, it was no secret that she could have that effect on him, which was something Freddie had already gotten used to her being aware of.
"Because you're getting me horny" He admits. He still blushed at saying it but was able to keep his voice relaxed. He smiles a little, knowing that it had been what she wanted him to say.
She sits up but keeps her legs straddled around his. She's wearing a blank expression, slightly shocked that she was mostly unsuccessful at embarrassing him. Freddie gives her a warm smile, his hands still resting on her hips, "It's not so uncomfortable when I know its what you want me to say." He clarifies for her, "But don't worry, you still make me nervous."
This time Sam is the one blushing at the second half of his comment. She quickly gets off of his lap and returns to her place beside him. Freddie puts one of the pillows over top of his lap once she's off. Sam glances at him and laughs lightly at the motion.
"Anyway! Wanna play a less sexual game?" Freddie asks her.
"Sure," she says.
"We take turns asking each other questions but the first letter of each question has to start with the correct letter in the alphabet."
"Are you still happy in Seattle?" She asks him.
"Well I was definitely happier having you and Carly around town but I mean yeah, of course, there's still things and people there that make me happy." Freddie says while Sam nods in understanding, "Biggest accomplishment?"
"Probably iCarly, it's so crazy how popular the show became especially when everyone started to recognize us," Sam explains. Freddie agreed with her. "Could you be happy if you were poor?"
"Being poor would always be stressful which isn't any fun but otherwise, yeah people make me happy more than money does. Do you have any regrets in life?"
Sam doesn't say anything for several moments. She wasn't sure if she wanted to admit the first thought that popped into her mind but she decided he probably already knew so there was no harm in saying it, "Sometimes, I regret leaving you and I wonder how different everything might be by now if I hadn't" She answers quietly. Freddie looks at her affectionately and she gazes back at him, not wanting to stop looking into his warm chocolate brown eyes. She looks away anyways and tries to come up with a question that starts with the letter 'e'. "Eight fears?"
Freddie has to think about it for a while, "bees, doctors, sky diving, crazy Nora, being unsuccessful in life, dying alone, being unhappy yet too old to change anything in my life -like if I were married and had kids or something, and losing my loved ones."
"Not afraid of me anymore?" Sam asks light-heartedly.
"No, I haven't been afraid of you since we were kids Sam," Freddie tells her playfully.
"When did that stop?"
"Well… it's not your turn to ask the questions," he teases her, "but probably when we kissed the first time. I had hoped there was something more to our relationship than just hatred but I didn't know for sure until we kissed. When you agreed to kiss me, I think I took it as a sign that you saw me as a friend and once I knew that I wasn't really that afraid of you anymore, and as the years went on, I was less and less afraid."
She laughs a little, "Kind of ironic that a kiss marked the beginning of our friendship."
"It is" he agrees as he chuckles at it a little as well. "Favourite memory?"
"Spending the holidays with you and Carly and Spencer. You guys were always like a family to me." She admits.
Freddie wraps his arm around her back and squeezes her softly, "We all love you, Sam." Freddie says softly.
"I know," Sam says, "Greatest sacrifice?"
Freddie swallows nervously and removes his hand from Sam's back. He had never told her before, but his greatest sacrifice was made for her. "Do you remember how Missy won that semester at sea trip?" He asks her slowly.
"Yeah…" Sam says.
"And how you had told me how she was trying to replace you and that you wanted my help, but I didn't believe you?"
"Yes…" Sam says cautiously.
"Well… Missy didn't actually win the trip. I did. I sent her away for you." He tells her.
Sam's eyes widen with surprise. "But that was such a long time ago! I mean you barely even liked me back then."
"I liked you as a friend for a long time I just refused to admit it."
Sam smiles at him lightly, "I know, me too."
They fell into a comfortable silence as they both looked up at the sun at the peak of it's setting. The sky was dark and bright shades of gold, orange, red, and pink spilled across the horizon like paint at the edge of a canvas. The bottom of the fluffy clouds glowed the colour of fire. The night air felt cool against their faces as they said goodbye to the warm rays of daylight. For the first time in several minutes, Sam noticed the music playing in the background which Cat had left on. The song was called Dusk till Dawn. She let the lyrics fill the peaceful silence in her head.
'But you'll never be alone
I'll be with you from dusk till dawn
I'll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I'm right here
I'll hold you when things go wrong
I'll be with you from dusk till dawn
I'll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I'm right here'
Freddie finally asks his question, his voice as soft and calming as the song, "How would you spend your last hours on Earth?"
Sam smiles, but not just any smile, a genuine smile that lights up her eyes and every other beautiful feature on her face. Freddie couldn't imagine a more blissful sight. Even the sunset was no competition for her. "I'd do this" she breathes.
Sam leans in. Wrapping her arms around Freddie's neck, she pulls his warm body close to hers. His hands find their way to her waist, encasing it in his soothing grip. Sam's thick black lashes flutter shut and Freddie can feel her hot breath against his mouth. Their lips meet like magnets of passion being pushed together by opposite poles. For a moment nothing else matters. For a moment it is just them and the world around them slips away as their tongues slip inside of one another's mouths, lovingly exploring the warm soft territory they had both missed so much over the years.
"We're in trouble" Sam whispers against Freddie's swollen lips. He silences her with another long kiss and with it, her words fade into the night along with the descending sunlight.
'Cause I wanna touch you, baby
I wanna feel you, too
I wanna see the sunrise and your sins
Just me and you
Light it up, on the run
Let's make love tonight'