I dont know own iCarly.
Just a short one-shot. Warning: Some sexually references-sort of. If you consider Hickys sexual I guess.
R&R please and thanks!
13.) Hicky.
Oh god. How was I going to hid these. These huge bruises all over my neck. I groaned as I looked and my neck turning my head to peer at a large black and blue circle on my neck. There were probably about three hickys on my neck. Damn you Sam. I mumbled something incoherent and tried to form a plan on how I was even going to get out of the house and make it to school without being noticed by my mom.
I quickly grabbed my backpack, slung it over my shoulder. I took one look at myself in the mirror and tried to make my escape. I opened my door quietly and snuck down the hall, trying not to make my footsteps to loud. I peaked my head around the corner, looking in the kitchen. I saw my mom. Her back was to me as she worked on thoroughly cleaning the dishes in front of her.
I snuck past, barely making a noise. I made my way to the door. I silently put my shoes on and reached for the doorknob. I quickly opened the door and as I left yelled to my mom.
"See you mom, going to school early to work on…something!" I yelled stepping out the door.
"Freddie? Hey-" she tried to say but I had already closed the door and was running down the hall and to the elevator. I quickly pressed the arrow to go to the bottom floor. I sat in silence and let out a big sigh of relief. I stepped out casually on the bottom floor, walking into the lobby and out the door of the Bushwell Plaza.
I decided to walk to school today. I did it on days that were nice. It wasn't particularly nice out today. Slightly foggy and the sun peaking in through the clouds. I, however, did not want my mom to have to catch a glimpse of my neck. She would freak. Probably make me stay home from school so she could give me a tick bath, spray me and give me another lesson on why girls are "icky". I rolled my eyes at the thought.
I saw the school come in view and jogged across the street to get to it. I walked up the stairs and entered the familiar environment of our school. I made my way down the hall and to my locker. Not many kids were here yet, since I had left earlier then usual to avoid my mom. I pulled the collar of my polo up more trying to cover my neck as a teacher walked by.
I twisted the combination on my locker and opened it. I threw in a few books and grabbed one, shoving it in my backpack. I closed it again and flung my backpack around me.
"Hey Freddie." I heard a girl say from behind me. I turned around to see a familiar brunette and an even more familiar blonde standing in front of me. Sam was too busy eating a muffin to notice me fully but she tried to smile at me.
"Hey Carly…hey Sam." I said and walked toward them. Carly smiled but it soon fell as she took one look at me. She raised an eyebrow and a look of disbelief crossed her face.
"Freddie what up with you neck?" she asked, not quite sure what they were. Suddenly Sam began coughing, nearly chocking on her muffin. We both looked at her. She let out a few more coughs before she began laughing.
"What?" I asked, slightly annoyed. She continued laughing, whilst pointing at my neck. I put my hand over my throat as if to cover them. Carly had a look of confusion on her face.
"Wow Fredward, it's worse then I thought." she said once she regained her ability to finally breath. I glared at her.
I took my hand off my throat and pointed an accusing finger at her. "Well it's your fault!" I retorted. "Now I have to hid this from my mom for the next couple days." I motioned to my neck.
Then Carly gasped as if she finally knew what we were talking about. She lurched at me, pulling my collar down on my red polo and looked at it. She let out another gasp and then turned to Sam.
"Sam!" she said, disproval coloring her voice. "You gave Freddie hickeys!" she exclaimed as she looked between us. Sam let out a laugh and I just looked down blushing as I tried to fix my collar.
"Yeah so?" she said once she calmed down. She shrugged and walked over to me. She let her fingers trail along my neck over each bruise. I shivered at her touch but managed to keep my glare. "He's my boyfriend, I own him." she said with a smirk.
"How are you even hiding it from your mom?" Carly said ignoring Sam and turning to me.
"Well I snuck out of the house this morning after having to sneak in last night." I said looking over at Sam as she gleamed up at me. "Cause you just had to text me last night at 1:00 in the morning so we could go…well you know." I said blushing.
"Oh my god you guys!" Carly said and pretended to cover her ears as if not to listen to us. We ignored her anyway.
"Ah shut up nub, you weren't sleeping anyway." she said.
"Yeah well you know I suck at sneaking out of my house."
"I know, that's why mama is teaching you how." she said with a sly grin on her face. "You obviously got out without being seen this morning." I rolled my eyes.
"If my mom finds out, it's all your fault."
"What, so you can come over to yell at me and tell me that you got caught and that I shouldn't have done that. Only for you to fail at even yelling at me and ending with more hickys on your neck." she smiled at me, knowing it was true. It really was. Whenever we fought, it never lasted long.
"Oh yeah well….nnyeah!" I finally gave up and turned away.
"Oh my god, you two are so gross." Carly finally said. We both finally noticed that she had been listening to the whole conversation. "What do you do when I'm not around."
I let out a small chuckle. Sam smiled seductively and walked toward me putting her arms around me, and hitching her leg up around my waist. "I don't think you want to know." she said with a sly smile plastered on her face. Carly only stared at us with disgust.
"Eww!" she whined. "I could have gone forever without that being established. You two are my best friends, I don't need to hear about you crazy nights together." she wrinkled her nose at us. Sam moved away and let out a laugh as I snaked my arm around her
"Oh come on Carly, your overreacting." Sam said. "It's not as bad as your thinking it is."
Carly let out a small sigh of relief but you could tell she was still mentally disturbed. I looked down at Sam. She wasn't being fair on Carly's part who really should never know what we do.
"Then again last Saturday…" Sam started. Carly's jaw dropped. "I'm kidding!" Carly leaned forward and slapped her best friend in the arm. Sam let out a laugh as she swatted her away. I joined in and soon after a while so was Carly. I only laughed because I did remember last Saturday…that was a good night.