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 15

Carly's POV

Sam and Freddie are hiding something. I don't know what it is or why they are hiding it but I'm going to find out. I mean I thought we had a no secrets pact! Best friends shouldn't betray pacts they made with each other!

I have many suspicions, everything from tutoring to world domination. I don't have enough evidence to accuse them of anything yet.

I need some help, extra eyes to help me out. A ying to my yang, an apple to my orange, a peanut butter to my jelly. Wow, I'm hanging around Spencer too much.

But there of plenty of people who can do this for me, but who can I get to do it easily? Someone who will do anything for me when I need it.

Griffin.

I picked up my phone and dialed his number.

(Goes back and forth blah, blah it starts with Carly)

Hello?

Whatcha need?

Why is it when I call I automatically need something from you?

Because, whenever you call you need something from me. When you text me you want or need advice, reassurance, or a friend. When you come over only God knows why you are there.

Hmm, that is so true.

I know, now what do you need.

Permission to come over.

You asked permission to come over?

What's so wrong about that?

Usually you just come in without calling or texting.

Well I was going to ask you something but I decided to do it in person rather than over the phone.

Whatevs, see you in 5.

Bye.

See ya.

I grabbed my purse and jacket and headed to Griffin's apartment.

At Griffin's apartment

I knocked on Griffin's apartment door. (It was locked and Spencer was 'borrowing' my key)

"Hi Carly! Want some pudding?" Griffin's mom asked.

"No thanks," I smiled. "Is he in his room?"

"Yup," she grinned, moving out of the doorway so I could enter. I walked up a flight of stairs and made a left turn then opened the door to his room. He was on his bed looking at his laptop.

"Yo," he greeted.

"Yo?" I questioned.

"Yo," he repeated. "I heard Freddie threw Aminta into a table."

"Yeah, that's kinda what I wanted to talk about," I told him.

"What?" he asked, clearly confused.

"I think Sam and Freddie are hiding something from me, I just don't know what," I explained.

"Any 'evidence'" he asked, putting air quotes around evidence.

"It's not 'evidence' it's evidence!" I said.

"Whatever, whatcha got?" he asked.

"Ok, when Sam was fighting Aminta Freddie threw her into a table," I said.

"So? That just says he's a good friend," Griffin pointed out.

"Hmm, you're right!" I agreed. "All of the things they were doing resemble good friendship. The light hearted arguments, the little glances, the being nicer! They've just become good friends!"

Wait…

"Except one thing," I said.

"What?" Griffin asked.

"Sam said 'I thought you loved me' to Freddie when I kissed him."

Dun dun dun! Ok, don't kill me because it's short!

So Carly was almost convinced that they were just good friends when she remembered the 'I thought you loved me.'

OH SNAP!

What will Griffin make of this? Will Carly figure it out? Will Griffin figure it out for her? Will Gibby wear a shirt?

Hmmm…

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