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Freddie POV
Sam is talking to me about when she realized she fell in love with me. I was actually paying attention to what she was saying. She wasn't being mean. She almost seemed kind at the moment. This is the Sam I don't usually see everyday. She really had a lot on her mind. As I was listening, I got caught in her eyes. They were very pretty, and I have always known that. But I have never realized how they… sparkled. Not only were they the color of the ocean, they sparkled like the ocean does when the sun is setting. They also show so much emotion. I had realized she finished talking. I still couldn't stop staring into those eyes. The beautiful, blue eyes that said so much.
She started to say sorry for something. Since I was so lost in those eyes I had totally stopped listening to everything she was saying. I had no clue what she was apologizing for, but all I knew was that I was starting to fall for this girl. And then, the next thing I knew, I was kissing her. It felt right, and it most certainly felt amazing. I pulled away, just because I realized what I was doing. I looked at Sam's facial expression. She was blushing, and had a slight smile on her face.
"Uh—that… ah..and.." I had left her speechless. Point for Freddie! YEAH.
"I'm sorry… I just—" I was a little speechless too.
"No, no.. don't be sorry… it was nice." She said, with a sweet smile on her face.
"Yeah, it was." I said, with a smile on my face. "Notice how we both keep apologizing for things that we really shouldn't be sorry for." I said, laughing a little.
"What do you mean, fredlumps?" She said, giggling.
"Well, when you kissed me at the lock in, the first thing you said was 'sorry'. You really didn't need to apologize for that. Then, I kissed you, and I didn't really have to apologize for that either." I said, proving my point.
"Well, I think if people didn't apologize for simple things like that, everything would be awkward in life." She proved her point too. "But I want to make a true apology to you right now. It's been a couple of years. I'm sorry that I haven't been good to you. I knew I never hated you since the day I first apologized, but I continued to torture you anyway. I will admit it has been absolutely entertaining, but I honestly did want to try to pull back a little, but I was just scared." She said. Why was she scared?
"Scared of what?" I asked.
"I was scared of stopping that little 'game' we've always played. I was scared of losing you in my life because things would have been different. I was scared to tell you how I really felt. I was scared to admit the truth to you, and even myself." She said, with a little bit of shame in her voice.
"You know, if things had changed, I wouldn't have walked out of your life because of it. Why do you think we are here together now?" I said. She sat a little closer to me, and rested her head on my shoulder.
"I know that now." She said. "But you do know that even though you know how I really feel, it won't change much." She said smirking.
"I know." I said. "And I would expect that." I said, laughing. "But the teasing will be different. The teasing wouldn't be as painful." I said, smiling to myself.
"Yeah.. probably not. But hey, I'm gonna try, Benson." She was laughing, too.
All of a sudden, the song Running Away came on. Our song. I stood up and put my arm out toward Sam. "Dance with me" I said. Doing this would be extremely cliché, but I really didn't care.
"Cliché much, Benson?" She said, chuckling a little. She knows me too well.
"I agree, it is cliché. But I wanna dance with you." I stood up and put my hand out towards her to pull her up.
She let me pull her up. I put my arms around her waist. She put her head on my chest and put her arms around my neck. We swayed gently to the music. I could smell her scent, which was a mix of strawberry scented shampoo and fried chicken. The perfect smell. It was pretty silent for a while. Just the two of us, on a fire escape, dancing to the song we first kissed to. But it was not even close to being awkward. It was comfortable, sweet and amazingly cheesy all at the same time.
"This has been a fun night." She said in a whisper.
"I agree. We should do it again sometime." I whispered.
We continued to dance until a new song came on. Forget You by Cee Lo Green came on. Sam then looked at me, and started singing the song at the top of her lungs.
"I SEE YOU DRIVING ROUND TOWN WITH THE GIRL I LOVE, AND I'M LIKE, FORGET YOU! I GUESS THE CHANGE IN MY POCKET WASN'T ENOUGH AND IM LIKE, FORGET YOU AND FORGET HER TOO!" She was dancing around the fire escape like a maniac. Wow, she is absolutely crazy. I just stared at her, laughing histerically.
"Come on Benson! You know you can't resist singing and dancing along to this song! LIVE A LITTLE!" She was smiling from ear to ear, laughing also. I didn't really want to dance around like that, so I was shaking my head no, but she grabbed me by my hands and basically forced me to dance with her, crazily.
She continued to sing the song, even louder than before. It was probably the funniest thing that has happened all week. "Benson, if you don't start singing the song with me, I swear I will push you off of this fire escape right now! And you know I would!" She said, smiling at me. Ehh… what the hell, can't hurt me to sing with her.
She pointed to me, cuing me into the song. Despite the embarrassment, I started to sing the song "I pity the fool who falls in love with you." I sang, kind of quietly.
'COME ON BENSON! You can do SOOO much better than that! I'll sing with you!" She said, laughing uncontrollably. Then we both started singing. This time I sang louder.
"I SEE YOU DRIVING ROUND TOWN WITH THE GIRL I LOVE AND I'M LIKE, FORGET YOU. OO OO OO! I GUESS THE CHANGE IN MY POCKET WASN'T ENOUGH AND I'M LIKE, FORGET YOU AND FORGET HER TOO!" At this point, we completely stopped singing, cause we were laughing so hard, and because Lewbert heard us and threatened to sue us if we continued. He said it "disturbed the growth of his wart." Or something like that…. Ew.
Either way, all I knew was that this was the most fun I have had in a while. Sam was one crazy and fun person. Even though it resorted to us singing and dancing around like raging lunatics, it was all worth it.
"Where is Crazy at?" She asked.
"my mom?" I asked.
"No, your pickle jar. YES your mom! How were you able to do this without your mom getting all freaked out?" She asked.
"She's at this parenting convention in Canada. She isn't coming home until Sunday." I told her. Thank goodness she was gone for the weekend.
"Oh…. Then can I stay at your place tonight?" She asked, kind of hesitating as she asked. "My mom's stupid new boyfriend is over our house and I'm really not in the mood to be there with them right now." She told me. My mom may be crazy, but her mom is lazy. Hey, that rhymed! Anyway, I would rather have a protective mom than one who doesn't care for their child. I kind of felt bad for her.
"I guess so." I said. Before tonight, I would say no before she even asked. But I feel like things are different now.
"Thanks nub." She said smiling. "I had a really good time tonight. One of the best nights in a while."
"Me too. But we should probably go into my apartment now. Its getting late." I suggested. She nodded her head and walked inside. I followed her. We walked to my apartment.
"Thanks Fredward. Ya know, for tonight. And for giving me a chance." She said, as I unlocked the door.
"I was happy to make this night happen Samantha." I said. Hey, she called me by my full name so I think I should call her by hers.
"Don't call me that." She said, in a threatening tone.
"I knew you were gonna say that." I said, smirking. We went inside, and I gave her a t-shirt and a pair of my pajama pants to sleep in. I put on a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.
"You can sleep on the couch, cause I don't really have another bed for you." I said.
"Oh… ok." She said, sounding a little disappointed. She walked out of my room and went into the den. I got into my bed, and as I was falling asleep, I heard someone come into my room. It was Sam.
"The couch is a rock. I'm coming here with you." Before I could protest, she quickly ran over to my bed and lay down next to me. She put her arms around me and put her head on my chest.
"It's funny, cause our couch is known to be one of the most comfortable couches in the world. My mom made sure of it." I said, knowing she really only came into my room cause she wanted to.
"Shhh, I'm SLEEPING." She said, in a loud whisper.
I just chuckled. "Ok Sam, whatever you say."
"Don't you forget it, fredley." She said. I kissed her head, and I knew this was the right time to say what I was going to say.
"I love you." I said, softly. I could basically feel the smile she had on her face.
"I love you, too. Dork." She said. We quickly kissed and the next thing I knew, we both fell asleep.
And that was the night I had found my true love, Sam Puckett.
So that is the end of this fanfic! I had a lot of fun writing it, and I hope you all enjoyed it. By the way, I don't own anything related to iCarly, although I wish I did. Sadly, I am only 16, and not a beast of a writer like Dan Schneider is. Anyways, please review! Thanks :D