A/N: Hey guys. So I'm on this post Harry Potter depression, that's why it took me so long to update. I wanna thank you all for your reviews and patience.
Gohanroxme – Thank you! Actually I was pretty nervous about that chapter, I'm not good in lemons, but my friend, who had the experience, came over to help me write it! I'm glad you liked it!
RHrGreatness – I'm so sad about Harry Potter. I've been a fan since the first movie, I have all the books, I'm so in love with Ron Weasley… now it's over and I feel… empty, what am I supposed to do now? And I'm also depressed about Fred's death, in fact, I refused to accept it, I created a happy Weasley bubble where he is alive and happy!
MissSeddie – Thanks! I had help, but I tried my best!
renzooboi – I'll begun to write longer chapters soon don't worry!
jesrod82 – I tried to write Sam's mom in a way I always imagined her to be. I never imagined her as an abusive parent, but careless, she doesn't know what she is doing, but she's not evil. I say this because, my mom is kinda the same, except for the vast number of boyfriends and the alcohol. My mom doesn't think twice before opening her mouth, and I kinda used her as a base for Sam's mom. Thank you so much! I'm trying so hard to write the lemons! My friend is helping me, without her I wouldn't know what to do. She tells me how things are like and I try to write them in a way that makes sense. Did you see the Romione kiss? MY GOD of course you did! I'm still dying over here!
Hackingofthedead – Thanks! She is my PIC BUDDY and her fanfic is great! I'm glad you enjoyed, keep reading!
clarksonfan – OMG thank you! You had no Idea how much I giggled while writing this. It's so uncomfortable to me, and when I have to read and edit… more giggles.
kryodyne – Thank you so much! My PIC BUDDY it's really awesome! And I hope you keep reading it!
Okay I need a little help here you guys, the thing is, I'm thinking about making sequels to this fic, but do you think I should just continue with this fic (this is not the end, I still have at least twenty chapter to come) or write a sequel? Tell me what you think. I'm also working on a new Seddie fic, called "By Accident" that has nothing to do with this one, I'm on the middle of the first chapter, I hope you guys enjoy as much as you enjoyed this one. I also ask for a little more patience, I already planned the "Seddie first time" and if I rush things now it will ruin the plot.
Thanks!
Freddie's POV
I love my mom. I love my mom. I love my mom. I really do. She is good to me and she takes care of me. But see… that's the problem, she protects me so much it's ridiculous. For some awkward reason she has the need to protect me like I'm a premature one-legged new born baby. I don't know if she acts like this because she is a nurse and have to see sick people every day or because of my dad. I never quite figured it out. I love my mom, but sometimes I wish she would just Leave me alone.
"Mom!" I protested.
"Marissa" Gun Smoke protested.
"No!" she had her hands on her hips and her backs turned to us.
"Mom come on! It's just the beach!"
"No Freddie!"
"Marissa!" Gun Smoke put his hand on my mom's shoulder and turned her around "let the boy have some fun"
Part of the reason I liked Gun Smoke was because he always had my back when my mom was being too overprotective, which was… all the time.
"But… he…"
"No! You have to trust your son. He is a responsible boy who deserves to have fun with his friends" he told my mom holding her shoulders making her face him.
"Ah… fine" she gave up "but be careful!"
"Yeah!" I celebrated "I'm gonna pack now!"
"Wait dear…" my mom held my arm.
"I know mom. Sun block. Mosquito block. Sand block. Everything block…"
"Don't mock me boy! The beach can be dangerous with all that sand, water and... Those bugs!" she released my arm looking more confident "go pack your clothes and I'll pack you an emergency bag" great… just great! Now I'm going to take a hospital to the beach!
"Okay mom" she kissed my cheek and went away to pack my emergency bag. Fuck.
"Sorry boy" Gun Smoke patted my back.
"Yeah, it's alright" I was already used to it "thank you"
"Don't thank me. We start your training Monday" he warned me.
"Sure"
I was just finishing packing when my mom entered my room holding two cans of spray.
"Those are new. This one..." she held the green can up "is for mosquito bites, apply it over the mosquito bite and wait five minutes. This one…" she held the black can up "is for bacteria, flesh eating bacteria, apply every day twice, first thing in the morning and before you go to bed. Okay… now that you know, I'm going to pack the rest" good God…
I shove three pairs of swim trunks in my bag. God… what did I do to deserve this? I'm a good person, I help people, I have good grades… why do I have to go through this every single day?
"Hey boy" Gun Smoke knocked on my door.
"Hey… come in" I motioned for him to come in.
"I just came by to give you something" he tossed a black box into my chest and I held it "pack on your bag before your mother can see it and cover it with your clothes" he ordered me.
"What exactly is this?" I looked at the box.
The box he gave me was black and had big and bold golden letters in the front. I read it. I shuddered. My cheeks burned. My face was red.
"I'm not going to need it" I whispered desperately.
"You never know" he winked at me and left.
I shove the box inside my bag covering with my clothes. Holy mother of Jesus… only the thought turned me on.
Sam's POV
How long does it take for a nub to pack? Apparently… ages! Not even Carly took this long to pack, and she is… well, Carly. I had to go check if the nub was bringing his baby blanket and his galaxy wars props.
"Dude!" I opened the door "what's taking you so long?"
Freddie and Gun Smoke were sitting on the couch looking at the wall slightly bored.
"Sorry… I'm all done…" he pointed at his blue bag "but my mom's not"
I was looking forward to make out with him all weekend, and drive him completely crazy whenever no one was around, and he invite his mother to come along?
"WHAT? You invited CRAZY? Are you INSANE?" Gun Smoke raised his eyebrow at me "sorry"
"No, I did not invite her. She's not coming along… she's just…" he muttered something I couldn't hear.
"Come again?" I walked over him.
"She's packing me an emergency bag!" he said ashamed.
"Oh my…" I started to laugh and he rolled his eyes at me "dude…" I couldn't stop laughing, Mrs. Benson was a nuts!
He walked over me and looked at Gun Smoke, who nodded and ran out of the living room leaving us alone. I was still laughing and he grabbed my hips bringing me closer, crashing my body against his violently. I gasped… Jesus Christ!
"Everytime you mock me" he whispered into my ear "I'll make you pay… just like I did, yesterday… in my car"
Hearing those words made my head spin. I always found so sexy when he stood up for himself; it was so hot, especially when he did that way. He grabbed my ass with both hands slamming my crotch against his. I shuddered and gripped his shoulders.
"And I have the whole weekend for that" I rolled my eyes to the back of my head "are we clear?"
I didn't move, just nodded. He let go of me and walked towards his blue bag. I was still there, mouth open, eyes wide, body burning.
"Here you go… Samantha" Mrs. Benson handed Freddie the black bag and turned to look at me "are you okay?" I saw Freddie's smug smirk from the corner of my eye.
"Sure Mrs. B. just fine" I forced a smile "We should get going Freddie"
"Okay… bye mom, bye Gun Smoke" he waved goodbye at them.
"Bye honey! Be careful!" Mrs. Benson sobbed.
"Yeah boy… be careful" Gun Smoke gave Freddie the exact same advice as Mrs. Benson, but something in his tone was different… weird.
Brad's POV
I was putting Carly's bags on the trunk of Freddie's car, while Gibby and Tasha took off to get Wendy. Sam and Freddie were upstairs, apparently, Sam needed a last minute extra large ham sandwich, but was too lazy to make, so she made Freddie do it for her.
"Hey there luggage boy!" Carly poked my ribs.
"Hey Carls" I put the last luggage inside the car.
"I can't believe they let you do it alone… Where is Freddie and Gibby?" she asked me checking herself on the review mirror.
She looked so pretty, with that brunette hair and those cheekbones… wait… what?
"Yeah… Gibby went to pick Wendy and Freddie is making Sam a ham sandwich" I explained.
"Oh…" she fixed her black and smooth hair and…
"Hey Carls…" a brunette tall guy passed by me and smiled at Carly.
"Griffin" she put her hands on her hips "hey"
Freddie's POV
"So…? Is that good enough for ya Princess?"
"Mmmmmmm" Sam moans were music to my ears "its perfect Benson"
"Good… because I can do it whenever you want"
"Mmmmmm…" she moaned again "I'm going to… very soon!" she took the last bite from her ham sandwich and moaned again.
"What do I get? Don't I deserve something?" I smirked.
"Oh yeah… I'll let you feel me up as soon as you make me another one for the trip! With extra-extra ham!" I love this girl's mind!
"Okey dokey!" I hurried up and made her another sandwich "here, here!" I gave her the sandwich packed and ready to go.
"Thanks Benson!" she jumped off the bench stopping right in front of me "go ahead, take your prize!" she arched her backs pushing her chest forward.
"Okay…" my hands were a little shaky "okay…"
"Just do it!" she grabbed my hands and put on her breasts.
"Oh…. My…" I tried not to bend my knees and stick my head into her cleavage.
"Better than ham…" she whispered.
I squeezed her a little more, massaging her breasts, feeling her up, before she moaned loud and removed my hands from her boobs. She looked around a little bit, then she pushed me towards the kitchen. I thought she only wanted another sandwich, but she sat on the counter and pulled me close. She opened her legs and pulled me even closer so my lower stomach was touching her core.
"Good Lord Sam… we don't have time!"
"Ten minutes" she whined before kissing me hardly on the lips forcing her tongue in.
I gripped her thigh with one hand squeezed her boob with the other. Man, Oh man! This weekend is going to be fabulous! Amazing! Perfect! Sam started to run her fingers thru my hair, while her other hand slid inside my shirt to softly claw my backs. The blond haired hurricane wrapped her legs around me and I growled. Damn it! I was going to get a boner! She gripped my hair with her two hands and rubbed herself against me. I loved when she did that. I gripped her ass and carried her to the sofa. I sat down with her on top of me. If someone showed up… we were screwed! Screwed… screw… I remembered that little black box inside my bag.
Sam moaned and rocked her hips against mine. I wondered when we would finally do that naked. Bad thought… bad, bad Freddie!
"Mmmmmmm" she groaned loud when I squeezed her breasts inside her dress.
She sat further into me, feeling my now growing erection. Smirking, Sam started to make circular moves on top of my thing and kissed me. My shorts were three sizes smaller now. I broke the kiss and threw my head back. My eyes were closed and my hands kept massaging her breasts with a frantic pace, while she kissed my neck. I was aware that the only thing separating me from her warm core was the blue bikini. I thought about removing it… should I? Will she slap me? Is that too much…? Don't care I'm doing it! I was almost there when my pear phone started to ring.
"Shit Benson! Don't answer it!" she yelled before kissing my neck.
"Oh… I have to… and we have… to go… yeah… trip… go… to trip…" I was trying to get logical, but she was nipping my earlobe.
"Fine" she punched my arm, got off the couch and looked at me annoyed "answer it"
"Oh… yeah…" I looked at the display before answering "Gibby… what's up?" I tried not to sound annoyed "Okay… we're going. Bye. He says we have to go now"
"Sure, sure" she grabbed my hand, her sandwich, and we left.
Brad's POV
"Hey… you look great" he seemed not to notice me so I cleared my throat "Oh… is this your boyfriend?"
"What? No! This is Brad… our intern, for iCarly" she patted my shoulder.
"So where you're going?" he asked.
"No place there is any of your business" Spencer suddenly appeared behind me.
"Hey Spencer" he smiled.
"Don't hey Spencer me" he took a step forward but Carly stopped him.
"Upstairs!" she told Spencer "NOW" he whined, but left "We're leaving!" she announced "where are Sam and Freddie?"
"Here, here Shay" Sam greeted Carly with a ham sandwich in her hand.
"And ready to go!" Freddie smiled widely.
"Nub… this sandwich is supreme!" Sam took a bite.
"Well thank you Sam. Shall we?" he answered opening the door for her.
"Oh… shotgun!" she passed by Freddie and got into the car.
"Let's go people!" Freddie got into the car as well.
"What's up with them?" Griffin asked.
"What do you mean?" Carly freaked out a little bit.
"They are not fighting…" he pointed at Sam and Freddie laughing inside the vehicle.
"Oh… it's a truce… because of the trip. We gotta go. See ya!" Carly grabbed my hand and shove me into the car.
As we left, I looked back to see if that Griffin guy was still there. I have a bad feeling about this dude. I don't like him. I get the same vibe I do when Patrice is around. I don't like them.
Sam's POV
"Finally!" I yelled jumping off the car.
"Sam, we've been driving for fifteen minutes" Freddie told me.
"Ah! I need to pee!" I grabbed Carly's hand "Let's go to the bathroom Shay"
I dragged Carly to the bathroom with me. Gas stations bathroom weren't the best place in the world, but I really needed to pee before we hit the road again. This one was actually clean, but you can't ever trust them. Ever! I rushed into the bathroom and Carly kept checking her makeup. Why would you need makeup to go to the beach?
"So…? You didn't tell me where Freddie took you yesterday" she yelled.
"Oh… right" I used my two hands to grip the walls not to touch the vase "to heaven"
"EW…! But did you guys did it? How was it?" she sounded curious and eager.
"Dude! That's all you think about?" I finished peeing, cleaned myself and left the booth.
"No!" she complained "but you said heaven… so I thought…"
"Never mind. He took me to the meat and sauce festival" I washed my hands.
"Oh… how cute" she squealed.
"But we made out after… it was awesome!"
"How was it? Tell me, tell me, tell me!" she clapped and jumped.
"Okay… we're at this abandoned parking lot…"
"The one you used to bury Melanie's dolls?" she took a step forward.
"Yep! And we're inside his car…"
"Back seat?" her eyes went wide.
"Yep!"
"Did you guys went to second base?" second base? Dude what we do is beyond the third base and close to homerun!
"Yeah… and beyond" I shook my fingers in front of her shocked face "we didn't… we didn't had sex or anything, we just made out… and it was… oh… my… god"
"Oh my! So? Is he a good kisser? Well… I've kissed him before, but I don't know, did he change?" she asked me eagerly.
Her smile faded when I raised my eyebrow at her. Bitch… he is MY man! My man! Got it?
"Hey I'm asking out of curiosity! No need to get feisty!" she raised her hands to the air, gesturing for peace.
"Yeah, yeah… anyway… he is a great kisser, I gotta admit. And he is also great with his hands… he know just when and where-" I heard a knock on the door.
"Girls? Are you done?" Freddie asked.
"Yeah, we're good" I yelled "let's go… I'll tell you more later" I grabbed Carly's hand and walked out of the bathroom.
The boys were standing close to the car. Freddie was filling the tank and Brad was talking to him about something.
"Hey there nubs" I patted Brad's shoulder.
"Hey Sam" he laughed.
"We're all set" Freddie walked over me, removed my arm of Brad's shoulder and wrapped his arm around me. Jealous huh? Good to know… I was still amazed by his possessive action when he turned to face me. I love when he had that look on his eyes that said "you're mine." It made me feel so… turned on… and especial at the same time.
"So?" Brad had to shake his hand in front of us to get our attention "Freddie… do you want me to drive so you guys can cuddle?" he chuckled.
"YES!" Carly screamed "he wants!" she yanked the keys out of Freddie's hand and gave it to Brad "and I call shotgun!" she rushed and got into the car.
"Okay…" Brad shrugged confused and got into the car.
"Hear that? Carly is the honorary Seddie shipper" Freddie poked my ribs.
"Yeah… she is…" I chuckled.
"Let's cuddle Princess" he kissed my cheek and dragged me to the car.