Sam's POV

Sunday came quickly. I found myself watching girly movies with Carly. I didn't want to go home anyways. It was ten in the morning, but I couldn't sleep. Weekends I usually sleep till noon, but Freddie's damn face kept haunting me in my dreams. I couldn't get him out of my mind, neither our last conversation. Carly and I were cozy in the couch with a blanket and plenty of food. She had picked that girly dramatic movie "The Notebook", I put quite a fight, but you know… her house, her TV. I hated everything about the movie except for Ryan Gosling and James Marsden. I was just starting to fall asleep when she blew her nose with a napkin.

"I can't believe you're already crying!" I complained.

"No…" but her tears rolling off her face.

"Oh man! Dude… no one even died yet!" Carly was such a prissy.

"I know. But the story gets to me. It should get to you too!" she blew her nose again.

"Why?" I asked with a mouth full of popcorn.

"Well… let's see…" she turned to look at me "when Noah and Ally first met, she didn't like him. Actually she thought he was probably retarded…"

"Because she is an idiot who doesn't know how to appreciate his qualities! I mean… how many guys would climb a goddamn rollercoaster just to talk to you?" I pointed at the TV.

"As I was saying…" she rolled her eyes and continued "she didn't like him, didn't want to go out with him and wasn't interested. BUT she caved afterwards and fell in love. And trust me it was worth it!" she screamed a bit.

"This is stupid because they are too different and all they do is fight! I mean how any kind of relationship can be possible-" I was going to conclude my line of thought when Carly cut me off.

"Then" she said loudly "she FELL in love! Of course they fought 24'7, but they always make up. That was their thing. Despite and because all of that they knew they belonged together! Cuz no one in the world could be enough for them" she wiped her tears one more time as I rolled my eyes. "My point is… they were stubborn people and they knew it was going to be hard, but they wanted to be together so much that they decided to work on it every day until the rest of their lives, because that's what love is!"

"Yeah… but that's not really your point, is it?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I think that you should stop wasting so much time and just go out with Freddie. I mean… he obviously know that thing between you two are not meant to be easy, but there he is… willing to try. And are you doing? Being a stubborn fudge face!" she yelled at me.

"Hey! Don't call me a fudge face!" but she had a point.

"I'm just saying Sam, you are going to regret it, and when you do maybe too late" she turned back to the movie on the TV.

I started to think about it. Was I really being stubborn? I had the right to not want to get hurt! Why couldn't they see I was doing it for the sake of our friendship? And what did she mean it was going to be too late? I was caught up in my own little world when Freddie walked in. I only noticed the dork when he sat close to me. Too close. Our shoulders touched and I felt the electricity of his body being close to mine. It gave me goosebumps.

"Hey chicas! What you're watching?" he asked directly to me but I ignored him.

"The Notebook" Carly said.

"Oh… boring" he reached for the popcorn.

"No it's not! And you should watch it" she sounded offended "maybe you could learn something"

Freddie frowned than he sat back just eating his popcorn in silence.

"Anyway… I'm going to go… to the…" she looked around a little bit "to the bathroom"

Carly stormed out. I didn't know she could run like that, but I knew what she was doing. She was trying to leave me alone with the nerd so we could talk. Why didn't she understand I don't want to talk about it anymore?

"So Sam…" he turned to look at me.

He actually was in a really good mood. I thought of ways to make it go away. Freddie had an ironic grin on his face and his eyes were looking at me playfully. Those chocolate eyes… with a tiny bit of green on them… actually you had to be really close to him to see the green in his eyes, that was when I realized how close he was. Damn! That gave me goosebumps again. I was a tough independent girl, maybe not so independent, but in the end of the day all I could think about was his eyes. Those deep brown eyes. Stupid nerd's eyes that got me into this mess in the first place. I hated him, mostly because I didn't.

"I wanna ask you something" he said.

I was about to give him an answer like "go ask your mother out and stop bugging me", but he'd beat me to it.

"Would you go on a date with me?" he was smiling.

"No!" I was sharp and clear still watching the TV.

"Ok. I guess I'll just ask you again tomorrow" he turned at the TV.

I was about to ask him why the hell did he wanted to go on a date with me anyway, but I chose not to, so we both stood there looking at the TV, not really paying attention.

The next day I was near my locker stuffing my things inside when he approached me.

"So Puckett…" he began.

"Nop!" I was quick.

"Nop what?" he asked me.

"No Freddison… I don't want to go on a date with you!" I almost spelled.

"I wasn't going to ask you that!" he said smirking at me.

"Oh"

I felt like a fool, but the fact that he already gave up bothered me deeply.

"I was just going to ask if you're all set for tomorrow's rehearsal. With the meat thing" he leaned against Carly's locker.

"Oh… yeah… I'm fine" I tried not to sound so disappointed.

"I get it you know…" he looked down "you don't wanna go out with me"

But I did, more than anything in the world. More than bacon, more than ham, more than fatcakes. I was just scared. Wait. What?

"But can I ask you only one thing?" his expression changed and he started to smirk "would you go on a date with me?"

The nub wasn't going to give up. I forced myself not to smile. He was trying hard… and I liked it. So I just rolled my eyes and pretended to be bored.

"No!" I walked away smiling, but never looking back.

Tuesday he approached me in class. The dork actually had the nerve to ask me out during class. He was growing balls… getting brave… it was really hot. For my lucky no one heard him. I wrote my answer on a piece of paper. A big and black NO.

Wednesday Freddie asked me out in iCarly's studio after rehearsal. Carly stormed out leaving the two of us alone. Freddie blocked the door. He asked, I said no and took the elevator. As the doors were closing I could see him smiling almost amused with this whole situation. I only smiled when the doors were fully closed.

Thursday I was watching the new episode of Girly Cow at the Shay's when he walked in, at the same time Carly walked out… or better, ran out.

"So Sam…? Wont you tired already?" he asked sitting next to me.

Again too close. Close enough for me to feel the heat of his body. That fierce body… he had grown some biceps latter… of course I never saw him shirtless, but that never stopped me from imagine how he looked like, or dream about it. In my dreams he would always have biceps, triceps, abs, and a six pack. Strong arms, soft skin, deep voice and smelled so heavenly good. Everytime I dreamed about him I would wake up in the middle of the night gasping for air, soaking wet. That always made me shudder, I shook my head trying to push these dirty thoughts away.

"No" my voice cracked. Dang it! "No!" I tried again sounding more like myself. I grabbed a hand full of jellybeans.

"I'm going to ask you anyways. Would you go on a date with me?"

"Dude!" I snapped "what the hell? I've been saying no the whole week! Wont you tired?"

"No" he was simple.

I groaned and went upstairs.

"My answer?" he screamed. Unbelievable!

"No!" I yelled.

"Sam!" Carly whispered angrily at me on a surprise attack.

She was hidden in the stairs listening to our conversation and we almost collide when I was on my way up. I almost rolled downstairs.

"Jesus Shay!" I put my hand on my chest.

I peeked downstairs, my eyes searching for Freddie, Carly did the same. I looked around just to see he wasn't there anymore. She glared at me and stormed downstairs.

"Must you be so difficult?" she asked me.

"That's my charm baby!"

"No it isn't. Trust me"

"What?" it wasn't?

"Sam…" her voice sounded tired, almost defeated "Why do you keep doing this?"

"Because I don't want to out with the nub!" I lied "And that damn nerd won't understand!"

"But you do!" she yelled.

"You're a fool!" I said.

"Yeah… I'm a fool, but you're fucking crazy!" Carly Shay cursing? No! That could not be truth "And scared!"

"I'm not scared!" I yelled.

"Yes you are! Yes, yes, yes you are! You big coward!"

"Take that back Shay!" I warned her.

"No, because its truth. You're just scared he will realize he doesn't like you back!"

"I know he doesn't!" I tried not to show my pain.

"No you don't! That's just what you think."

"Oh come on Carly! Everybody knows the nub is madly in love with you!" I sat on the couch.

"Was! He was! And that wasn't love, it was a crush, which is totally different" she said with a strong conviction.

"Oh right… a crush that lasted years? Oh boy!" I was being sarcastic.

"Yes… just like the one I had on Jake. Don't you remember?" that was truth.

"Well that's different" no it wasn't.

"No it isn't! And you know he doesn't like me anymore."

"That doesn't mean he likes me!"

"You don't know that!"

"Yes I do!" we were yelling louder now.

"Oh yeah? Okay… if he doesn't like you then why would he put up with all the crap you put him through?" she crossed her arms and faced me.

"Because he is weak and mama can kick his ass anytime" I was cocky.

"No! You're wrong!" she said it like a game show host "He's taller and stronger than you!"

"Stronger than me? Yeah right! That will be the day!" I went to the kitchen with her following me close behind.

"Did you know he works out five days at week?"

"So?" I didn't know that.

"Gun Smoke makes him do a thousand pushups ever morning before school" she threw that information at me.

Gun Smoke was Crazy's new boyfriend. They met when she hired him to be Freddie's bodyguard. A few months after that they started dating, only God knows why, but since Crazy was getting some, Freddie was more… free. She was less paranoid and actually bought him a car. Gun Smoke was very nice, and he was Freddie's new daddy, that bothered him in the beginning, but somehow they kinda bonded… I never knew why, till now.

"Gun Smoke does what?" A thousand pushups? That was impossible.

"They work out together. Mrs. Benson met him when she was picking up Freddie at the gym. He was Freddie's body guard for about two days, the he started to give martial arts class at the gym two blocks from the Groovie Smothies. Well… Mrs. Benson and Gun Smoke met again when she was picking up Freddie up and they kinda date now"

"I know all that!"

"They work out together. Gun Smoke teaches martial arts and kickboxing to Freddie. He also wakes up every day at five am to run at the park, when he comes back he wakes Freddie up and make him do all of those pushups before school. God… before breakfast. Even before shower. He just wakes him up with a horn and watch while Freddie does the hard work" I didn't know that. "Not feeling satisfied he also makes Freddie take kickboxing and martial arts classes every weekend. And he still fences so…"

I didn't know the nerd was so… athletic. Well he was getting a bigger recently… why didn't I notice it? Man! Blind much Sam?

"And how come I don't know that?" I was a little bit jealous that he told her and not me "See? He told you and not me"

"He told Spencer, and Spencer told me"

"Why didn't he tell us?"

"I don't know. Maybe he was embarrassed. Maybe he thought you would find a way to make fun of him or something"

I wouldn't. Maybe a little bit… but thanks to his new daddy, Freddie was getting smoking hot.

"Oh" I leaned against the counter "That doesn't mean he can beat me"

"Oh… but he can!" she grinned.

"How so?" now I was curious.

"Well… Spencer told me he won a tournament last month" I was about to say something, but as if she could read my mind, Carly cut me off "kickboxing tournament!"

Freddie kicking people's ass? And wining? No way!

"Not a nerd kickboxing competition" she said quickly "a real one. With big dudes. Strong dudes!" who knew?

My mouth was open, my eyes were wide. Her smile fades away and she takes a more serious position.

"You're afraid of the pain, because you love him so much you can't take losing him. You rather not having him at all, than to have him and lose him!" It was almost like a whisper.

Then she hugged me.

"You're wrong Sam. It's better to taste it for just a while, than never knowing" she kissed my cheek and walked away.

I stood there thinking.