Laughing Gas Love

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly

Chapter 4: truth and lies

Sam's POV:

"What?" my head snapped towards Ms. Benson's comment, and then I settled my glare on Carly.

She just fidgeted guiltily for a while before bursting out, "I'm SORRY! I told her!"

"Carly!" I scolded.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" she mumbled as she buried her head into my shoulder. We were still sitting on the ground, except now I didn't have my arm around her and now I wasn't relaxed.

I looked up to see Ms. Benson waiting for an answer. I sighed in defeat, getting up.

"Okay. I don't know why this is SUCH a big deal, but, yeah, me and Fredders kissed. But it was JUST to get our first kiss over with!" I added.

"I'm sure that's how it started…" Mr. Benson commented, looking up at the ceiling mischievously. I didn't know Ms. Benson could be mischievous.

"Listen lady," I stomped towards her with my finger in her face. But Carly caught me before I could get any further.

"Sam, you can't beat up Freddie's mom." Carly told me as she wrapped me in her hold.

"Watch me." I growled, pealing away her arms carefully.

"Oh, Samantha, it's so cute how flushed you get at the thought. I think that says a lot." Ms. Benson said, not knowing this would just add to her pain. I got closer. "I know you feel this way about my little son," I was a few feet away, "because if you didn't," one foot away, "you wouldn't have kissed him again."

I stopped.

"WHAT?!?"

"You kissed him again, yes Freddie told me, you told Carly, oh, it's just so cute!" she burst out, clasping her hands to her heart; a heart I so wanted to rip out right now.

"We did NOT!" I shouted, but looking at Carly it showed that I had told her something. Did I? At the dentist's? No… no I couldn't have done that, not again. That would just cause more trouble in that area. "Freddie was lying!" I tried. I turned to the boy.

He looked like a statue. He didn't seem to be noticing anything. I got angrier.

"FREDDIE! Tell them nothing happened!" I shouted, turning on the boy. He didn't say anything. I got in his face, staring him down menacingly.

His eyes finally flashed to mine as he snapped out of his trance. He looked scared.

"You better be scared" I whispered.

Freddie's POV:

I was sent catapulting into another fuzzy memory.

"I don't like it when you're scared of me. I like it when you stick up to me." She looked at me honestly. I couldn't really process that. I always thought she liked playing the role of the bully.

"Really?" he asked.

"Really." She nodded, reassuring me.

I thought about that. But thinking was hard suddenly. How did I use to think before? Hmmm…

I stuck out my lip pondering on how to ponder. I looked down at the protruding gum, I looked like a fish. I flapped it up and down, smacking it around.

"My lip feels weird." I commented, giggling as I presented this to her.

"Hey!" she copied me "Mine too!" We both went on like that, making an orchestra of smacking noises to our hearts desire.

I was still mesmerized with this discovery when she turned to me "Fredlips." She called. Another nickname.

"Yeah Sam?" I replied, turning to look her in the eyes. She was right next to me I realized. My heart rate sped up uncontrollably.

"Do you think they kiss weird?"--

--"TELL THEM WE DIDN'T KISS!" I snapped back into reality again. I looked the screaming girl in the eyes. We were so close again. I swallowed unsurely. "WELL?!?" she pressed, leaning towards me. I suddenly remembered her question from before.

"No, we didn't kiss again." I said obediently. The words tasted so wrong coming out my mouth. I thought about the flashback I just had… oh my gosh.

Sam's POV:

"There you have it!" I announced triumphantly, pointing towards the dork. It took a lot to get out of him, he wasn't listening to me for half of it. But he said it. We didn't kiss again…

What the heck is this… this… sensation… this feeling of… disappointment? Woah, no, never mind. Now I'm the one who's out of it!

"Oh." Ms. Benson let out, disappointment sagging off the syllable. She trusted what her son said, "Well… I guess Freddie isn't ready to have a girlfriend just yet." She seemed to think that over for a few seconds, "Is that natural?!? I must go through my parenting books again!" she called as she ran out the door. Wow, that woman was a lunatic!

I turned to survey the room, soaking in my victory. Carly was still sitting on the ground, she looked confused and relieved. I guess I'm kinda in the same boat with her than. Freddie looked like he was gunna puke.

"Uh, Fredwad? Don't go barfing on Carly's floor, take it into the bathroom." I called to him. He looked up at me, his eyes wide. He didn't know what to do. Usually he just brushed me off with a 'Puckett' then turned to talk to Carly or something.

He kept looking at me. I didn't back down. The staring contest filled the room with overpoweringly thick awkwardness. Carly couldn't take it anymore.

"Uhh… oh!" she called out, I saw her lift her phone out of the corner of my eye, "I got a text from Griffin! I better go take this… in my room" she added, then escaped towards her destination: away from us.

After Carly left I realized how weird this was, I broke the connection by looking down at my shoes. It was like Freddie just sucked all the victory out of this situation with one look.

"Sam" he spoke urgently, I realized now he had stepped closer to me so we weren't across the room anymore, "I need to talk to you about something"

"I'm not interested in your little dorky problems!" I tried to get away as Carly did, I don't know why, but he was kind of intimidating right now, "just go watch Dr. Phil or something!" I offered.

He grabbed my arm, I stopped. Did this dork really want to get into this with me? He knows not to touch Sam Puckett if you want to keep your thumbs bending the right direction.

"Sam, I lied." He told me. Suddenly I was more interested, and ready to attack at any given moment. I hate liars.

"About what?" I prompted.

He let go of my arm now that he knew I wasn't going to move. His gaze was on his shoes

"I… I've kind of been remembering things from the dentist… a-and…" he stuttered, I turned to him frustrated. I didn't have time for this! Or, actually, I was too impatient for this.

He swallowed hard then looked up at me, "At the dentist's office, I think we did… kiss."

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