iHave a Dirty Little Secret
Summary-Sam and Freddie are happily dating. There is just one twist-nobody knows.
Disclaimer-Well, hate to break it to you but, no, I don't own iCarly; sorry for the disappointment.
A/n I've been reading a lot of stories where Sam and Freddie are secretly dating and decided to give it a shot.
Chapter 14
Sam's POV
Where last chapter left off
I walked toward Aminta with the best smile I could muster up. I sat at the seat across from her.
"Hi," I greeted.
"Hi!" she smiled. "So, why am I here?"
"Uh, I just wanna know some stuff about you," I told her.
"Like what?" she asked.
"Real name, family, friends, crushes, etcetera," I listed for her.
"Uh, real name is Aminta Smith, did you say something about crushes?" she asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Well, this is a little embarrassing," she blushed.
"Why?" I asked. "Wait, you aren't lesbo are you?"
"NO!" she yelled.
"Gosh, just checking!" I defended.
"I meant I like Freddie!" she corrected.
"Y-you you what!" I stuttered.
"I think I like Freddie," she repeated.
Suddenly that feeling came back. You know, that so called jealousy feeling? Well, that feeling came back and I did what it told me:
Hurt her
And that I did.
I got up and pulled her hair-Hard.
"Sam, what are you-OW!" she screeched.
She fell to the ground and gave me the evil eye from the ground.
"Prissy," I smirked. But I smirked too soon. She grabbed my leg and I fell to the ground right next to her.
"Oh, that's it!" I screamed. I got on top of her, trying to pin her to the ground. I succeeded and started throwing punches at her. I threw about 6 or 7 punches at her before she flipped me over and was suddenly on top of me, throwing punches like nobody's business.
"You are dead!" I screamed as I got her off of me. We started wrestling on the ground and neither one of us (or any of the other freaks watching us) could tell who was winning.
Carly's POV
RRIINNGG!
"Spencer, can you get it?" I asked.
"NO!" he called.
"Well then," I mumbled to myself. I walked downstairs to see Spencer sitting on the couch watching Dora's Fairytale Adventure.
"Dude, you gotta get a girlfriend," I commented.
"I have one, she's getting popcorn for the movie," Spencer informed me.
"I don't think she's coming back," I said as I picked up the phone. As if on cue a blonde chick walked in with a big bowl of popcorn.
"Hey Spencie!" she greeted.
"Hey Barbie," he greeted. "You haven't missed much-Ooh the map!"
"Oh, my God," I commented.
"Hello?" T-Bo said over the phone.
"T-Bo?" I asked.
"Yeah, your friend, Sam, she's beating up a girl at the Groovy Smoothies." He told me. "Can you get her out of here? Oh, I suggest you bring Freddie…and the football team if not more." He hung up. I rolled my eyes and went across the hall too Freddie's apartment.
Freddie's POV
When I woke up I saw a note replacing Sam next to me. I picked it up and read it.
Going to Groovy Smoothies with Aminta, see you later.
Uh oh. This can't have a good result. Carly barged into my room, hyperventilating-Ha, and she tells me I need to go to the gym!
"Freddie, Sam's beating up a girl at the Groovy Smoothies!" she told me.
This really isn't good. Aminta took martial arts and wrestling classes since she was 3 (Her dad wanted a boy) I don't know how long Sam can hold out. I mean, Sam is tough, but I have a bad feeling Aminta is tougher. But I can't show my worry, I gotta act like I don't care.
"Of course she is," I said as I rolled my eyes.
"I know you don't care about Sam, but were talking about Sam here," she informed me, "I don't know about you but I'm more concerned about the girl she's fighting then Sam."
I felt terrible, did I really let on that I didn't care about Sam at all? I mean I know we were supposed to act like we hated each other but not caring about her at all?
"Ok," I agreed as I got out of bed.
"Good," Carly smiled.
Sam's POV
Aminta is a good fighter-but I'm better. Or at least I think I am.
Aminta scratched me across the face with her viciously long finger nails. And, let me tell you-it hurt like hell. I touched my face where she scratched me and felt blood-a lot of it.
Carly's POV
We ran in and saw a girl and Sam wrestling on the ground. Wait is that girl Aminta? What is she doing here? Aminta scratched Sam across the face. Sam looked like she was in bad shape.
"Freddie, Sam's losing!" I told him, but he wasn't next to me. I looked up and saw him take Aminta off of Sam and threw her into a table.
Freddie's POV
I don't know why I did it or what came over me but one second I was next to Carly and the next I was grabbing Aminta and throwing her into a table.
"Wow, Fredweird," Sam commented. I picked Sam up bridal style and walked toward the door. I stood next to Carly, me facing the door and her still facing the inside of the building.
"Don't tell me I don't care about Sam," I told her. And with that I walked at the door.
Carly's POV
"Don't tell me I don't care about Sam," Freddie told me.
That was weird.
"Since when?" I mumbled to myself.
They are acting weirder and weirder.
But why?
At Freddie's apartment
"Ow, ow, ow, ow ,ow , ow, ow, ow, OW!" Sam complained from her seat on my counter. I was cleaning the scratch on her face.
"Well if you didn't get in a fight you wouldn't be here would you?" I pointed out.
"Shut it nub-OW!" she screamed. She grabbed my arm and squeezed it-REALLY hard. I winced in pain but kept cleaning the scratch.
"Are you almost done?" she asked, clearly in a lot of pain.
"Yes," I informed her. I put the band-aid on. "There, all done." I picked her up by her waist, helping her off of the counter.
"Thanks," she mumbled.
"For what? I just helped you off of the counter," I joked. I knew what she was talking about, I just felt like messing with her.
"For, you know," she mumbled. I smirked. She hated thanking people more than anything, well maybe not more apologizing.
"I know," I told her. "You're welcome."
"Love you," she said as she hugged me. She never said 'I love you' unless she was really tired or wanted something.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Ok, fine, what did you mean when you told Carly 'Don't tell me I don't care about Sam'?" she asked. I sighed.
"When she came to tell me you were fighting Aminta, she told me that she thinks I don't care about you," I informed her.
"That's what we need people to think," she said.
"I know but I feel like, I don't know, bad that everybody thinks we hate each other," I sighed. She laced her fingers in mine.
"Oh come on, that's what they have to think!" she defended.
"Yeah, but you know we have to tell everybody sooner or later," I told her.
"No we don't," she said. "And even if we do it's later, not sooner."
I rolled my eyes. She gave me a peck on the lips and skipped towards the door.
"Why are you in such a good mood Miss Skippy?" I joked.
"Cause I wanna smoothie and you are going to buy me one, along with the ribs on a stick T-Bo has," she smiled.
"Uh huh," I nodded.
"Uh huh," she mocked.
She walked out of my apartment and opened Carly's apartment door. "Carly, you, me, Freddork are going to the place where smoothies are groovy!" she called. Carly came to the door.
"Yay!" she smiled.
And we were off.
Yeah, the ending sucked. BUT since I didn't update yesterday (sorry about that, blame my brother) I decided to give you a MEGACHAPTER! Ok, uit's not that mega, but it's longer than most of the one's I write so, yeah.
LOVE ALWAYS,
-randomness