A/N: It's been ages since I wrote a one shot, I know :(
I think i'm becoming an insomniac :/
I don't own iCarly
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Sam's POV
"I can't believe Miss Briggs paired me with Freddie for the assignment" I groaned to Carly as we walked down the school hallway
"It's not that bad" She laughed
"Says you, you got paired with Brad! Brad's your boyfriend!"
"Freddie's your ex-boyfriend"
"Not helping" I said as I rolled my eyes
"Sorry. It could be worse. You could be with Jeremy...or Jonah"
I cringed at the thought of that asshole "Yeah you're right"
"Or Pete, or-"
I stopped walking and raised my eyebrows "We're really gonna go through a list of my failed relationships?"
She shrugged and kept walking "You never dated Jeremy"
"Who would?"
"Poor Germy" She laughed
"Hey guys" Freddie greeted as we got to our lockers
"Hey, Freddie" Carly smiled
"Hey, Fredwardo" I added tapping him on the shoulder before opening my locker
"Okay, I'll just find someone else to give this left over bacon to" He said starting to walk away
I grabbed his arm and pulled him back "I'm sorry I called you Fredwardo. Gimmie!"
He handed me the bag and my face lit up.
"So, after school we needa start our assignment" He said leaning against the lockers
"Will there be more bacon?" I asked
He laughed rolling his eyes "Yes"
"I'll be over at 4"
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"Seeya, Carls" I called walking out of her apartment
I walked across the hall and straight into Nubbie's apartment...When do I ever knock?
I walked down the hall and into his bedroom. My eyes widened as I saw my ex-boyfriend shirtless...Okay...He's not my boyfriend anymore but he's still hot, i'll admit that.
"Hey, Benson" I smirked leaning against the door frame "There's this new thing, it's called a shirt"
"Funny" He said going through one of his draws "I just had a shower if that's okay with you...and in my defense, you didn't knock"
"Pft, when do I ever knock" I laughed
He closed the draw and went to put his shirt on, something caught my eye though.
"Hey" I said walking towards him "Turn around"
"Why?" He asked doing as he was told
My eyes went wide "You have a tattoo?"
"Shit" He groaned "I forgot..."
I softly ran my fingers over the black writing that was on the back of his shoulder.
"Is this Spanish?" I asked
"Yeah"
"What does...Descanse en paz mean?"
"Rest in peace" He replied looking at the floor
"Who's it for?" I asked tracing the writing with my finger
"My...uh...My Dad"
I grabbed his hand and pulled him over to his bed. He leaned back against the head board and I did the same.
"Why is it Spanish?" I asked
"He was part Spanish" He sighed
"...What happened to him?"
I still hand hold of his hand, I was rubbing soft circles on it with my thumb. I love picking on Freddie, but there's no way I would do ANYTHING to him right now. He's still my friend, I still love him and if he wants to talk to me i'll listen. I mean i'll seriously listen, i'm not that cruel!
"He um..He...When I was 5 I lived in Boston. It was just Me, him and my Mom. To me my life felt perfect. We had a house with a huge backyard, we had a dog named Charlie, he was the most amazing dog you'd ever meet. Every Sunday my Dad got out the soccer ball and he'd take me to the park down the street, Charlie would come too and we'd spent the whole afternoon kicking the ball around" He smiled slightly which made me smile too "Then...One day...It was August 17th, the day after my 6th birthday...A fire started in my house" A tear fell from his eye and I wiped it away with my thumb "I remember the smoke alarms ringing through the house...My dad screaming at my Mom to get outside...My dad ran into my room, picked me up and botled for the front door...We all got out...except for Charlie. I told my Dad Charlie was still inside and he went back in" More tears fell down his face "My Mom was yelling at him to come back but he didn't listen, he knew how much I loved that dog...A few minutes passed and nothing had happened...until the house exploaded...I didn't know what was going on, my Mom fell to the ground screaming and cry...I was still just expecting them to walk out..."
"Freddie..." I whispered
"My dad died, because I asked him to save a dog. I loved that dog but my own father? I can get another dog i'll only have one dad. Now he's gone forever and it's my fault"
"It's not your fault"
"...To this day, no one knows how the fire started"
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into a hug. He hugged me back and we just stayed like that.
"I'm sorry" I whispered "...Why didn't you ever tell us?"
"I didn't wanna talk about it...I'm glad you know though, it helped to talk about it"
"When'd you get the tattoo?" I asked
"2 years ago. The day after my 16th birthday, on the 10th anniversery"
"Does your Mom know?" I asked
"Yeah" He laughed slightly "Yeah, she knows"
I looked up into his eyes and just stared at him for a minute. I put my hand on his check and slowly put my lips on his. He kissed my back slowley and softly.
"Sam" He whispered against my lips "What're you doing?"
"Something I should've never stopped doing"
I climbed on top of him so I was straddling his lap. I ran my hand down his neck and onto his shoulders. I felt his hands moved down my sides, onto my waist and around my back.I took my lips off his and moved down to his neck, softly biting and sucking at his skin. He moaned quietly as I kissed over his throat.
"I love you" He breathed
i smiled against his skin before looking up at him "I love you too" I kissed him again
See, something good always comes from me not knocking!
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A/N: Love It? Hate it?
Don't know where this idea came from :P
I REALLY hope I got the Spanish right this time. I check LOTS of different websites and they all said the same so hopefully it's right :3
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bye for now :3