Author's Note: i know i said i wasn't all that excited for this story in my last chapter, but this chapter makes me want to keep writing it. btw if you don't already know the song mentioned below, i suggest you immediately, it's a real good song. so was the one in the last chapter
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Chapter 3:
It had been an hour since iCarly had ended and Sam had finally left. Soon, Carly left to go to her room and it was just Fred and Freddie, sitting on a couch. Immediately Fred turned to look at Freddie. He just stared at him, and Freddie continued to watch TV, trying to ignore Fred's stare.
"I'm gonna tell Sam." Fred says without emotion, like he would have had he said the sky is blue. Freddie turned to him so fast he might have got whiplash.
"You wouldn't." he says dangerously.
"No, but now I have your attention." He says as if Freddie hadn't just glared at him with death in his eyes. "I need more information if I'm going to make this work."
"Make what work?" Freddie asks confused as hell.
"Make you and Sam work, shithead." Fred says, clearly getting aggravated with having to explain all the time.
"Don't insult me." Freddie warns.
"Or what? Are you gonna fall in love with me too?" Fred asks laughing at the threat. "Sam insults you and you're head over heels for that one. I'm just trying to help you out, set you and Sam up, now tell me what I need to know."
"God, you're acting like Carly would." Freddie complains.
"Oh no," Fred says now talking in an impersonation of a girl, "I'm much too pretty to play Carly." Freddie can't help it and starts to laugh and Fred joins in as well. At this point, Spencer enters the apartment for the first time that night. Fred looks up at him and Spencer looks down at Fred. Fred stands up and opens his arms for a hug. "Heeeeeeeey." He says extending the "A" sound. Spencer opens his arms and accepts the hug.
"What's up man, how long has it been?" Spencer asks when they break the hug.
"Too long, God you look good." Fred says examining Spencer. "Been working out?"
"A little, you know, some push ups, crunches, the usual." Spencer says. Freddie looks on astonished.
"Wait," Freddie interrupts them, "You two know each other?" Spencer and Fred look at each other then back at Freddie.
"Nope." Fred says.
"Never met." Spencer adds.
"Then why were you two acting al buddy-buddy?" Freddie inquires.
"The second I saw Spencer, I knew I met someone who'd play along with any joke I started." Fred explains
"Kindred spirits, if you will." Spencer finishes. They look at each other once more.
"I'm Fred by the way." Fred says and extends a hand. Spencer clasps Fred's hand with his own.
"Spencer Shay, Carly's brother, I rent this apartment." He says as they shake hands.
"Nice to meet you." Fred says kindly
"You as well, fine firm hand shake by the way."
"Oh, stop it." Fred says joking around. Spencer walks off toward his room. "Nice ass!" Fred calls after him.
"Down boy." Spencer yells back then walks into his room and closes his door. Fred walks back to the couch and sits down chuckling to himself. Freddie watches him closely, clearly wanting to ask a question but holding it back.
"What is it?" Fred asks curiously. Freddie looks at him hesitantly.
"Are you…" he drops off, unsure of how to continue, "One of Ellen's Friends?" Fred looks at him confused.
"That means lesbian." Fred says confused by Freddie's question.
"Then the male equivalent of a… lesbian." Freddie says unsure if Fred was getting it. Fred just stared at him confused, and then it clicked in his head.
"Oooh, you mean am I gay?" Fred asks.
"Yeah, are you?" Freddie continues unsure of how Fred's going to react.
"Why do you ask?" Fred questions Freddie now.
"Well, it just sort of… fits. So, are you gay?"
"No, but I'm secure enough in my heterosexuality to joke about being it."
"Are you sure, cause there's nothing wrong with that."
"I know there isn't. I have friends who are gay."
"Right 'friends' got it." Freddie says with air quotes around the word "Friends". Now it was Freddie's turn to tease Fred. Both of them knew they were kidding by this point, but Fred continued as if they weren't.
"I'll prove it." He says mockingly.
"Then prove it." Freddie challenges.
"Really, you want me to prove it?" Fred asks, forming a plan.
"Really."
"What's in it for me?" Fred asks, baiting the trap.
"I'll tell you what you want to know." Freddie complies. Snap, the trap closes around Freddie. Now Fred could get what he wanted.
"Fine, I'll prove it." Fred says and gets up and walks toward the bottom of the stairs. "Hey Carly!" he calls upstairs. Freddie stops laughing. He wouldn't do that would he?
"What?" her voice comes down from upstairs.
"Come down here real quick, I need you to settle something."
"Dude, don't." Freddie whisper shouts at Fred. Fred just looks at him with a look that says, 'Oh well, you started it.' At that moment, Carly walks down the stairs.
"What is it?" She asks and pushes a strand of her long black hair out of her face. As she steps off the last step, Fred wraps his right arm around Carly's waist and his left hand cups her cheek and he crashes his lips onto hers. Carly's eyes are wide open and shocked, but as Fred slips his tongue into her mouth, her eyes flutter closed and her arms go around his neck. Freddie watches with his mouth agape, a girl he had pined after for years could have been won so easily. Of course, even if he had won Carly it wouldn't have lasted, for his heart belongs to Sam now. Fred and Carly continued to kiss; soon the kisses became shorter and slower till it came to a point where it was just Fred's face hovering inches from Carly's. His eyes were still closed but hers opened with a look of shock that he had kissed her from out of the blue, and disappointment that he had stopped. Soon his eyes opened and the two just stared at each other. They were interrupted by Spencer clearing his throat. Everyone's attention switched over to Spencer who was standing there in green pajama pants and a Grey shirt with a big yellow Duck on it.
"Yo, new Fred," he says after an unbearable silence that felt like years instead of seconds, "Why are you Making out with my sister?" it was at this point that Fred realized his arm was still around Carly's waist, that her arms were around his neck and that she was dipped back slightly. He quickly let go witch caused Carly to fall to the ground with a small shriek.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry." Fred apologizes and helps her up. "Let me help you." He says.
"I got it," Spencer says and takes Carly from Fred, who'd supported Carly on his shoulder, "Wouldn't want you two to accidentally make out on the way." He says and helps her to the bathroom to bandage her scrapes. Suddenly Freddie's claps fill the room and Fred turns to look at him, still sitting on the couch.
"Nice, I didn't think you had it in you." Freddie complements him.
"Now, you tell me what I want to know. First off, how did it all start, these feelings for Sam I mean."
"Well, a while ago, there was this girls choice dance and both Carly and I had awful dates. So after they left us at the Groovy smoothies, I offered Carly a dance with someone we didn't hate. As we were dancing, I noticed it wasn't right it was… bland. Well, a little while into the dance, I notice Sam come in and see her in her dress and she was so… so… magnificent, that, uh, 'grew'." Freddie says bashfully.
"What do you mean you 'grew' did you somehow get taller?" Fred asks confused.
"No I… 'Grew' you know… I 'got bigger', down… down there." Freddie explains beginning to grow red faced at the topic.
"No I still don't get it." Fred says, lying through his teeth.
"You know what I mean." Freddie says.
"I want you to say it."
"Why?"
"Because dudes think about it almost a hundred percent of the time, and then we're expected not to talk about it, now say the word."
"Boner, I got a boner looking at Sam in her dress." Freddie says exasperated. Fred started to hold back a tiny chuckle.
"While you were dancing with…?"
"Yeah, I got a boner, looking at Sam while dancing with Carly." Freddie says while Fred holds back even more laughter.
"Did she… notice it?" he asks pausing to let out a snicker. Freddie looks down.
"Yes." He says simply. Fred couldn't take it anymore, he burst out in laughter. He rolled off the couch and continued to laugh. "What else do you want to know?" Freddie asks exasperated. Fred stops laughing long enough to catch his breathe.
"That's enough for now, enough for ever. I didn't need to ask any questions, I was just hoping for a cheap laugh, but my god that is hilarious." At this point Carly and Spencer walk out.
"What's so funny" Carly asks. Fred looks at Freddie then laughs again, harder then before. "What?"
"Nothing Carly," Freddie says, "Nothing at all, just forget about it." Fred slowly stops laughing and sits up for where he'd been rolling in the floor.
"Hey can I crash here?" he asks Spencer.
"Sure, just stay away from my sister." He says pointing at him and he walks back into his room and shuts the door.
"I'm gonna head home, see you tomorrow guys." Freddie says and heads out. This left just Fred and Carly in the living room. She is in a Penny-Tee and polka dot pajama pants, while Fred still wears his shorts, T-shirt and over shirt. He takes off his Converse and stretches out on the couch.
"Goodnight Carly." He says, but she stays there. She walks over to the couch and sits down near his legs. "Can I help you?" he asks her, and she sits there unsure of what to do. She reaches in her pocket and pulls out his PearPod. "Oh cool." He says and reaches for it, but she pulls it away. He sees the look in her eyes and knows there's something on her mind. "What's the matter?"
"Tell me why you kissed me and you get it back." She says, not looking him directly in the eye.
"Honestly, Freddie wanted me to prove I wasn't gay. So I kissed you." She lets out a dry laugh and mumbles something like 'You're definitely not gay.' She keeps looking down but eventually asks more.
"Did you… like it?" she asks and looks him in the eyes.
"Yes." He says and his voice cracks slightly. She hands him his PearPod and moves to get up but he grabs her wrist, gently telling her not to go. She looks at him and he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of white headphones. He plugs them in and puts one in Carly's ear and on in his own. He scrolls through his music until he finds 'Dani California' by Red Hot Chili Peppers and hits play. As the song starts, he moves as far over on the couch as he can and Carly lies down next to him. There wasn't much room so he wraps an arm around her shoulders and holds her close so she doesn't fall off. They listen to the entire song before they speak.
"Why did you want me to hear that song? Was it important or something?" she asks while looking up at the ceiling. Fred turns his head to look at the side of her head and talks quietly into her ear.
"No, not important, it's just a real good song." He says simply and quietly. She smiles and gives up a chuckle, it's small but genuine. The two talk and listen to music long into the night. They kiss once more that night, a short simple kiss on the lips. Then they fall asleep together on the couch in each other's arms.
Thanks for reading, now please review, also i named the character Fred so i could use that 'New Fred' line.