iHave a Dirty Little Secret

Summary-Sam and Freddie are happily dating. There is just one twist-nobody knows.

Disclaimer-Dan isn't being cooperative and giving me the rights, so how about I tell you WHEN (More like if) I own iCarly.

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 20

Random fact: I'm listening Thunder by Boyslikegirls. I love that song it never gets old…

Sam's POV

My head was lying on Freddie's bare chest. I was just listening to the sound of his breathing that harmonized with his light snoring. For some reason I couldn't sleep and just decided to take in Freddie's sleeping appearance. He's a very peaceful sleeper and his chest moves up and down slightly from his breathing. He snores, but barely, some nights are worse than others. Tonight was one of his good nights, where the snoring is barely noticeable.

I moved my head so I could see his face. His eyes were closed (obviously) and his lips formed a small smile, probably the result of a sweet dream.

I wonder what he's dreaming about…

Freddie's POV

(This is a dream with flashbacks)

I was back at Spring Fling. Sam and I were in the janitor's closet, making out. We couldn't go to the dance together (duh) and we really needed to get away from the dates we came with. I pulled away.

"This doesn't feel right," I told her, still breathing heavily.

"You don't like making out with me in the janitor's closet?" she teased, but I could sense a little hurt in her eyes.

"No, I love making out with you in the janitors closet, it just doesn't feel right how we're keeping this a secret," I corrected.

"Oh," she said as she pursed her lips together. I cupped her head in my hands and she leaned her head to the left side.

"Are you ok?" I asked her.

"It's just I thought," she started but cut herself off. "It doesn't matter."

"Yes it does," I insisted.

"No it doesn't," she told me. "It's fine, just leave it."

"Positive?" I asked.

"Positive?" she mocked.

"Yeah, you're ok," I smirked.

"You look cute in a tie," she flirted.

"Uh huh," I flirted back, stepping closer to her.

She grabbed me by my tie then pressed her lips against mine and we resumed our make out session.

Suddenly I was back when I was kissing Carly for the last time in the elevator.

My words to her filled my head.

"If you still love me after these casts are off and this hero thing blows over we can try it again…ok?"

She said she loves me but she was lying.

But why?

Was she really lying?

Life is SO complicated. First nobody likes you then all of a sudden everybody's in love with you. I was personally fine with being ignored. It was so much simpler.

Sam's POV

"Freddie, wake up," I said, shaking Freddie lightly. It wasn't working so I starting hitting him repeatedly with a pillow. Freddie grabbed the pillow from me and put it over his face.

"Too early," he complained, his voice muffled from the pillow. "I was dreaming."

I grabbed the pillow and threw it to the side and straddled him. I leaned in and kissed him.

"Come on," I pouted. It's hard to say no to my pout, especially for Freddie. And it's impossible for Freddie to say no to the pout while I'm seducing him.

"Not the pout," he complained.

"Yes, the pout," I joked.

"What do you want Princess?" he asked. I lay my head back on his chest and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"When did life get so hard?" I asked.

"Really? You woke me up for that?" he asked.

"No," I smirked. "But answer the question anyway."

"I really don't know, Princess," he answered. "What was your real question?"

"Do you love me?" I asked.

"Are you kidding?" he asked as he sat up, forcing me to sit up too. I repositioned myself so my head was resting on his shoulder.

"No," I told him seriously.

"Why wouldn't I?" he asked.

"Because Carly is so much better than me and she was…" I started.

"No," he cut me off.

"No what?" I asked. "You don't love me?"

"That's not what I was saying no to, Sam," he told me. "I love you so much, I was saying no to Carly being better than you."

"But she is," I argued.

"No she's not," he corrected.

"Yes she is, I'm mean and aggressive and," I started.

"And beautiful, and funny, and strong, and," he continued for me.

"Stop," I blushed.

"But you are," he tried to convince me.

"But I'm your total opposite," I told him. He put a hand on my cheek.

"Sometimes you need your opposite to complete you," he informed me. I took my head off of his shoulder and looked at him.

"That was really cheesy," I said. He laughed and I smiled lightly.

"Have you notice Carly acting weird lately?" he asked randomly.

"She acts weird all the time, who knows what goes on in that girls head," I assured him.

"No but she's been, like flirting with me. And when she's not she's always in deep thought," he explained. "It's freaking me out."

"Of course I noticed her flirting," I told him. "Why wouldn't I notice my best friend flirting with my boyfriend?"

"I don't know," he answered. "Griffin and Carly broke up and they both seem perfectly fine with it, which is weird."

"Yeah, last time they broke up Carly got so depressed she didn't get out of the shower for 6 hours," I laughed.

"That was really weird," Freddie smiled. "I don't see why showering helps her depression."

"Me either," I laughed. "What did you mean at Spring Fling?" he asked. "When you said 'It's just I thought…'"

"What's up with you and your random questions?" I teased.

"I don't know, just answer it," he said.

"When you pulled back and said it didn't feel right I thought you meant kissing me didn't feel right," I confessed.

"And why would you think that?" he asked.

"Because we were only a month in the relationship and I thought you were having second thoughts…" I started but he cut me off.

"Listen to me," he said as he grabbed my face gently. "I love you and I would never have second thought about this relationship, ok?"

I hugged him and rested my chin on his shoulder.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really," he confirmed as he hugged me back.

"I'm hungry," I said.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Food," I teased.

"Very funny," he smiled as he rolled his eyes.

"I know; I'm a funny one!" I smirked, pinching his cheek then running to the kitchen.

Mama needs a midnight snack.

Ya'll probably hate me, I don't blame you; I'd hate me too. I haven't updated 3 days then I give you an uneventful chapter like this. I'm feeling fluffy, what can I say?

I'M SORRY, FORGIVE ME PLEASE!

I really am sorry, life's been busy. And I'm suffering from a tinsy bit of writer's block. I'll TRY to post another chapter today, but no promises.

Please review, I wanna make sure you didn't completely hate it.

LOVE THE SUPER SORRY

Randomness/Andrea