Disclaimer: Me? The owner of iCarly? Pfft. Don't be stupid.

Note: This chapter has major Seddie!

Carly stood up again. "Were you guys scared?"

Sam and Freddie glanced at each other. "Yeah!"

"Well, you shouldn't have been."

"Why not?" Freddie stepped closer to Sam.

"Yeah, why not?" Sam crossed her arms.

Carly smiled. "'Cause you're on a hidden camera show called Scare Tactics!"

It took Freddie and Sam a second to understand what was happening. "What the hell!" Sam smacked Carly's arm repeatedly.

Carly just kept laughing.

Sam took off Freddie's jacket quickly and handed it to him. "I can't belive this!"

Freddie spoke up, putting on the jacket. "So, that whole time we were looking for you, we were being pranked?"

"Yep."

Suddenly, all the actors walked in the room.

"But wait. I've seen Scare Tactics before and no prank is ever this long." Sam crossed her arms.

"Well, if you must know," Carly put her arm around an angry Sam. "This was filmed for a celebrity one hour special where the pranks are better than ever. It's you and Freddie together, Ryan Seacrest, Taylor Swift, and Rachael Ray!"

"We aren't celebrities." Sam muttered.

"Yeah, we are." Carly nodded.

"No." Sam disagreed.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes. Oh, and also it's gonna be put on iCarly!" Carly jumped up and down.

Sam and Freddie groaned.

"Oh, come on guys. Lighten up. I mean, just wait 'till you watch it back. There was this part where you guys were in the freezer and you were all huggy and, oh, that part where Freddie gave Sam his jacket and when you guys held hands and-"

"Shut up!" Sam yelled.

"Please, don't put it on iCarly." Freddie begged.

"Why? Are you guys embarrassed?" Carly wondered.

"Kinda." Sam said, like Carly should have known this already.

"Then, good. That's the point."

"Wait a minute," Freddie held up his pointer finger. "How did you guys get brick walls in front of the-"

"It's just paper!" Carly laughed. The actors joined her laughter.

Sam's jaw dropped. She grabbed Freddie's wrist and pulled him to the exit. "Ouch." He rubbed his wrist.

Sam kicked the paper and it ripped. "Are you kidding me?" She grabbed Freddie's wrist again and started walking away from the haunted house.

"Sam! Sam! Wait!" Carly ran after her.

Sam turned around, still holding Freddie's wrist. "What, Carly?" She said, pissed off.

"Where are you going?"

"Home." Sam continued pulling Freddie away from Carly.

"Sam," Freddie said. "If you wanna go home, we have to get Spencer."

"You're so gullible." She stepped sat him down on a bench outside of Zero Gravity which was pretty far from the haunted house. "I don't want to leave yet. We paid money to be here."

"I paid for you." He informed her.

"I know and you shouldn't have."

"You told me too."

"Freddie," Sam took a deep breath. "I don't want to hurt your feelings-"

"Since when?"

She rolled her eyes. "But, well, remember earlier when I said I didn't want anyone to know we went in together?"

He nodded.

"Well, I don't know how we're gonna do this, but I am not letting the world see what happened between us in there."

He blinked. "I agree."

"Really."

"No." He slouched.

Sam purserd her lips. "Well, I'm sorry, but do you want the world thinking we like each other?"

"They won't think that."

"Oh, please. When people see celebrities holding other celebrities hands, they automatically think they're dating."

"So? It's hand holding. It's not like we kissed or anything."

"But we did. I mean, not in there, but, like, two years ago. And if people keep question us about our 'relationship,' one of us might slip the secret." Sam leaned back, her eyes locking with Freddie's.

"Sam, that was two years ago. Is there a problem with the fact that we kissed?"

"Sh! And yes, because people might mind out."

"Where is all this coming from? It's like suddenly people can't know we're even slightly friends."

Sam snorted.

"Sam, seriously. What's going on with you?" He scooched closer to her on the bench.

She stared at him. "You wanna know the truth?"

"Yeah, the truth is better than a lie." He somewhat smiled.

Sam sighed and looked away. "Well.. I felt something." She mumbled, sounding ashamed of herself.

"Huh?"

She turned to him. "I know I'm not supposed to feel this way, but I can't help it and being in there with you didn't help. It made me like you more and I didn't want the world to think we like each other because I was afraid I would have to admit this crap." Sam slouched and stared at her lap, hoping this was all a nightmare.

Freddie grabbed her chin gently and brought her face to face with him. "Sam, what you're admitting isn't crap."

"It is."

"No, it's not." He spoke softly. "Would it make this situation less crappy if I told you how I feel about you."

She jerked her head out of his touch. "I already know how you feel."

"Then tell me."

"You think I'm a nasty, lazy, person who is barely even your friend. And you wish I was more like Carly."

"When did I say all this?"

Sam shrugged. "I just kind of assumed."

"See? That's crap and it's not how I feel."

Sam glanced at him.

"I really, really like you, Sam. A lot. You believe that, right?"

"No."

"Why not?" He frowned.

"It's just not how someone like you should feel about someone like me."

"How am I-"

"You're a dork. You're not supposed to like the person who beats you up. And more importantly, I'm not suppsed to like the person I beat up."

Freddie didn't know what to say. He did like her. He couldn't believe she liked him. It's almost exciting. They might be able to have a real relationship. The only problem is she didn't believe him. How? How can he prove his point? Hmm. "Sam?"

"What?" She looked up at him.

"Can I... do something to you to prove that I like you?"

"Sure. What are you gonna do? Push me off a rollar costar?"

"No. Can I..." He slowed down.

"Spit it out, Benson."

He took a deep breath. "Can I kiss you?"

Her eyes widened and she went silent.

"You know, just to prove... that I like you."

She was still silent.

"Sam?"

"Go ahead." She whispered, regretting her words as soon as they were said. She was not mentally prepared for this.

"Okay." He put his hand on her thigh and leaned towards her. Their lips met and everything just clicked. Freddie's other hand slowly met her cheek and caressed it gently.

She pushed his hand away, stood up, and walked away swiftly, leaving Freddie with a stunned expression.

Oooh! So, Sam admitted she has feelings for Freddie and Freddie admitted he likes her back, but she doesn't believe him! What up with Sam?

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