Carly's POV

They were sitting on the couch, swallowing each other's mouth with their hands all over. I never saw someone make out like that, and by the little moans I could heard, they reeeally enjoyed each other. Sam was yanking Freddie's hair roughly, but instead of complaining he was moaning in pleasure. I wondered if they were going to have sex on my couch. Probably, I should cough or something, but Freddie broke the kiss sticking his head into Sam's curls. Soon I heard her giggling. Those two… they better watch out before this little make out session turns into something more.

Only when I saw Sam's hand leave Freddie's hair to travel somewhere lower I felt the need to break these two apart. I'm not getting any love juice on my couch. I coughed.

"So?" I watched as they pulled away quickly, both surprised.

"C-Carly…" Freddie jumped nervously while Sam laughed.

"Relax nerd" she jumped off the couch and went to the kitchen.

"Freddie…" I approached him slowly "please… don't… have… don't do the nasty on my couch!" his eyes popped and his jaw dropped "I'm asking you because you're the responsible one in this relationship"

"Whoa… calm down Carly… we're not in a relationship yet… we haven't talked about it… yet"

"Don't you wanna date her?" I asked in disbelief.

"I do… I will. Well… I was just going to talk about it with her, but then… we kissed… but I was going to talk to her about it after we finished the kiss" he smiled eagerly.

"Oh boy… if you guys make out like that now… imagine after you become a couple" the poor guy blushed after hearing my words.

Suddenly Sam walked into the living room smiling widely, however her grin faded away when she saw Freddie's velvet red face.

"What now?" she asked annoyed.

"Oh nothing" I smiled.

"Nothing? Okay then…" she looked at Freddie who was back to his normal color now "so nub… lets go… talk"

Before he could answer, Sam grabbed him by the wrist and rushed out the door. I smiled to myself. Those two were going to be a hot item. This might be a problem, or not... as long as they don't do something stupid… what am I thinking? That's not gonna happen! Right?

Sam's POV

My skin was on fire; Freddie's hands were inside my shirt grabbing my waist tightly. I wanted to touch his skin too, so I slipped my fingers inside his shirt, caressing his collarbone and shoulders. Good thing Crazy wasn't home, cause things were getting pretty hot pretty fast. Freddie pulled away to kiss my neck. He bit my earlobe and I moaned loud.

"Nerd" I said between moans. He chuckled.

"I guess calling me a nerd really turns you on doesn't it?" before I could think about a comeback, he pressed me against the wall of the fire escape biting my neck roughly.

"Everything that you do turns me on" I was speaking to myself, but I knew he heard because he chuckled against my skin.

He came back to kiss me. Our tongues met and I felt damp. Dang it! This has to stop before I do something I'll regret.

"Freddie?" I broke the kiss.

"Yeah" he started to kiss my neck again.

"I thought you said you wanted to talk…" I yanked his hair while he licked the sensitive spot on my neck.

"Yeah… sure…" he just kept working his magic against my skin.

"So?" I asked him as a failed attempt to gain some control of the situation.

"So what?" he bit my earlobe and it felt like heaven.

"Uh… are we… going to… talk or not?" he was definitely in charge now.

"Sure"

He kissed me again, pressing me even more against the wall. I couldn't breathe, but who cares? Who needs to breathe anyway? Things were getting out of control… God… we're not even dating yet! That has to stop… soon… probably right now… maybe later. Yeah later is good.

Freddie's POV

I could feel the heat inside my pants; things could get pretty embarrassing if I didn't break that kiss. But it's not like I wanted to do it… in fact, I wanted just a little bit more… maybe go back into my bedroom… God Benson! Don't be a perv! Jesus, get a hold of yourself! Jerk! Be the gentleman you mother taught you to be and respect the lady! Well… Sam's not exactly a lady… BENSON! Jesus… must you be horny all the time? It's not like is my fault… she is too… soft, and warm, and beautiful… she's such a tease. That's it… I'm stopping the kiss… in a little while… yeah… in a while… damn her hands are soft!

"Mmmmmm" I moaned when I felt Sam grinding her hips against mine.

"Getting a bit too happy dork?" damn it! Was I hard?

"What?" I pulled my head back to look at her.

"You're moaning and everything…" she smirked at me.

"Oh yeah? Well I remember you moaning too… don't you?" I whispered against her neck before kissing her jaw.

She gasped for air and placed her hands around my waist to pull me even closer. I was going to go crazy… she was driving me crazy.

Carly's POV

"Carle Carle!" Spencer walked into the apartment with a paper bag.

"Oh Spencer… this better be food! I'm starving!" I warned him.

"Oh… food?" he asked innocently.

"Spencer! You said you're going to buy food! I'm hungry goddammit"

"Calm down sis… see… the thing is… I was going to buy pasta and tomatoes… but I had the most amazing idea! See I'm thinking about making a sculpture of a house, with toilet paper, then TP the house! With toilet paper! Get it?" he was shaking a pack of toilet paper in front of me.

I loved my brother… don't get me wrong, but sometimes I hated how dumb he is. I can't believe how he ever got into law school.

"Spencer…" I took a deep breath "you better find something for me to eat… or else… I'm TP every single sculpture you've ever done!" I made sure to speak calm but menacingly.

"Okay…" He rushed to the phone leaving his paper bag on the counter "I'll just ask Chinese food and we're cool right?"

"Okay" I liked having someone afraid of me. Now I know how Sam feels when she terrorizes people. Damn! Feels good to be bad! Wow… control yourself Shay!

"So? Are Sam and Freddie joining us for dinner?" my brother asked me after he ordered the food.

"Oh I don't know"

"Where are these two anyway? I remember leaving them right here before heading to Socko's" Spencer looked around searching for my two best friends.

"Oh they were here… eating each other's face!" I sat on the couch.

"What? Oh man… they were doing so great! Why are they fighting now?" he seemed really concerned.

"No Spencer… they weren't fighting. They were literally eating each other's face! Swallowing it!" it's hard having to explain these things to your older brother.

"You mean… oh!" his eyes went wide for a moment "and where are these two right now?"

"Probably doing the nasty somewhere" ick!

"AAAAHHH" His eyes went wide and he covered his ears. "AAAAAHHH I don't wanna hear about it!" Spencer started to run around the apartment. Oh boy…

Sam's POV

Just when you think you know yourself… something happens to prove you're dead wrong. In all my life I never imagined myself in this position I'm right now. Well… maybe I did a couple of times but I never thought this was going to happen. Just because you dream about it doesn't mean it will happen. In fact I thought this was out of my reach, out of league, never ever happening. Yet again, I always thought I had control of myself, nope, I was dead wrong. And here, I'm gasping for air, almost having an orgasm, feeling like heaven, completely turned on, and who is causing me such feelings? Fredweird Benson… yeah… I'm damp, and it's because of him. I didn't realize things were getting serious until I felt him grabbing my ass roughly. No boy, who's not my boyfriend, can't grab my ass like that. He is no exception, just because his hands are magical and he drives me crazy as hell, doesn't mean he can do that. He has to know that Sam Puckett is not some random bitch he can fool around, but then again I was rubbing myself against him too… anyway, this has to stop. Now!

"Freddie!" I pulled away from him.

"What's the matter?" he asked me trying to come close.

"Don't!" I warned him menacingly.

"What's the matter? Did I do something wrong? Was I out of line?" yeah but… I really liked it… anyway… let's get serious here!

"No. I just think that we should talk now. We've been making out for two hours now and my lips hurt"

"Sorry" he looked down.

"I have to admit nub… you really know whatcha doing!" I wasn't supposed to compliment him, but that granted me a heart-melt smile, so screw it!

"Thanks… back at you Puckett" he grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers "let's go talk inside"