A/N: Hey Guys, I'm so tired, college it's killing me! Anyway, new chapter! Love ya all, gotta get some sleep now, bye! Oh and thanks for the reviews… man I'm so tired, did I mention I'm dying? Cause I think I'm.
Carly's POV
Brad and Gibby just left to get their things. Sam and Freddie were on their way to his apartment when they got into an argument. Now they're sitting on my couch, fighting like old times, like they never went on a date, like they're just Sam and Freddie. I smiled and walked up to my room, I trust that since they're together they won't need me to settle their fights. I grabbed my phone and made a phone call; I probably shouldn't, because they're here, but I don't think Freddie and Sam are going to hear me anyway.
"Hey there" I sat on the love seat.
"Hello babe"
"I have to cancel our plans tonight; Sam will be here for the night"
"Shit! I was looking forward to see you!"
"Yeah I'm sorry…"
"Can I come over?"
"Don't think so, they're here now, fighting downstairs"
"Fighting? I thought they were dating"
"Yeah they are, that's what they do. Anyway… see you tomorrow?" I flipped my hair.
"Yeah… I'll call you"
"Bye!"
"Bye"
I hung up. I know that what I'm doing is not right, but it feels so good. I guess when you're in love the rest doesn't really matter. But he told me he is going to solve things so we can be together for real, and I believe him. Only God knows how much I wanted to see him today, to be with him. Feel his hands all over me, and his lips on mine, because no one kisses me like he does. And I don't regret my actions, because I love him and love should be more important than anything. I sighed and decided to go downstairs to check on Seddie. Sam and Freddie were two inches away from each other, it seemed like they were about to kiss, but they were yelling at each other's face. Shit! They were doing so well, now they're fighting all over again!
"Yes it does!" Sam yelled at Freddie's face.
"No it doesn't!" Freddie yelled at Sam's face.
"Yes it does!" Sam gripped on the collar of his plaid shirt.
"No it doesn't!" Freddie didn't even flinch.
"Yes it does!"
"No it doesn't"
"Yes it does!"
"No it doesn't"
"Yes it does!"
"No it doesn't"
"Yes it does!"
"No it doesn't"
"Guys!" I yelled.
"Carly?" Freddie didn't took his eyes off Sam "tell her she's wrong"
"No, Carly" Sam didn't look away "tell him, he is wrong!"
"About what?"
"Tell her that potatoes don't grow in trees!" Freddie yelled.
"Yes they do!" Sam yelled. It should bother me that they're not even looking at me, but that's Sam and Freddie… they're work in a dysfunctional way.
"No, sorry Sam, potatoes don't grow in trees" she looked at me for the first time, but Freddie didn't.
I knew Sam knew that potatoes don't grow in trees, she just liked to argue with Freddie, and apparently he liked it too. These two are so weirdly cute! And I guess their favorite hobby is bicker, and not mentioning the huge amount of sexual tension between them. Now that they're together this problem might be solved very soon.
"Who's wrong now?" he grinned, and she punched his guts "sore loser!"
"Oh shut up! They should grow in trees!" she slapped his shoulder.
"But they don't! Now admit I'm right" he crossed his arms and smirked "come on I wanna hear it!"
"Not a chance! Dork!" oh Sam… you're so stubborn…
"Demon!" he got even closer to her… I don't think they noticed how close they're standing, but I don't think they care.
"Nerd!" she looked ready to kill.
"Crazy!" he would never back out of a fight with Sam.
"Nub!" she yelled louder.
"Maniac!" he did the same.
"Stop it!" I yelled "stop fighting!"
"Fighting?" Freddie asked incredulous.
"We're not fighting" Sam frowned.
"What? You're just… yelling at each other's face!" I can't believe these two.
"That's called an argument Carly, not a fight…" he scoffed.
"Can you believe her?" Sam mocked me.
"Yeah… fight?" they started to laugh "let's go watch a movie in my place" he grabbed her hand.
"Mars Attack?" Sam suggested.
"Sure thing" and they left like nothing ever happened…
Oh my God… they make such a weird couple, but that's just normal for them I guess. Well… if they're alright, then there's nothing to worry about. I guess I have some whipped cream and carrot in the fridge.
Freddie's POV
Sam and I were sitting on my couch watching Mars Attack. Somewhere during the movie she jumped on me and we started making out. I love how she just attacks me sometimes, makes me feel wanted, yeah… she wants me, badly. And I want her, more than I should. Cold showers would be my closest friends now that we're dating, because I want things, but I can't ask for it, I can't pressure her. I wouldn't do that. But it doesn't mean that I don't get things going by myself. I'm not ashamed to say that, I dream about her, a lot. All types of dirty dreams, and I have to release the tension somehow. Not that I have a sock with her name or anything, and if I had my mother would find it, so the shower is my best friend. At least for now. Sam pulled away suddenly, shit, maybe I got carried away or something!
"Is everything okay?" I asked her.
"Yeah" she had a puzzled look in her face "I was just thinking about something"
"Oh, that's no good" she slapped my shoulder "sorry babe; tell me what you're thinking"
"Stop calling me that!"
"Will you stop with the nicknames?"
"No…" she looked at me like I was crazy or something.
"Then no can do" I shrugged "I like calling you babe just as much as you like calling me dork"
"Oh…" she chuckled "I don't think anybody can enjoy calling anybody anything as much as I like to call you dork"
"Okay… I guess you're right about that" I kissed her cheeks "what were you thinking about?"
"Do you think they made bacon flavored condoms?" I almost choked.
"I d-don't know… why? Are you planning to buy them?" I asked eagerly… oh man!
"If they exist, yeah I think so. Do you think they would really taste like bacon?"
"I don't know, but if you want to use me as a test subject, I'm here" I raised my hand.
"Oh my God Benson! You're such a pervert. Pervert dork" she laughed but kissed me "and I would love that"
"Oh…" I whimpered and kissed her again, this time more urgently.
We kissed like it was the end of the world. Soon Sam was sitting on my lap, straddling me, and man that felt good. She started to move her hips and I thought I was going to die. My balls were probably blue right now. Sam felt my hard-on, and she purposely started to grind her hips against the bulge in my pants, sometimes I think she want to take things to next level as much as I do, but she likes to tease and torture me. We didn't want things to happen in the heat of the moment, we wanted to mean something, something especial. Yeah, yeah, call me a girl, but I didn't want her to regret wasting this on me. I gripped her waist and broke the kiss, panting heavily.
"So…? You want more popcorn?" I asked.
"Wh-what?" she took a deep breath and chuckled "how do you keep your hormones in check Benson?"
"Cold showers… and long showers" she gave me that sexy and evil smirk that drove me crazy.
"You solve things by yourself?" she moved a little bit closer to my erection.
"What else can I do, I'm a boy you know" I said, frustrated that she could make me feel like such a pervert.
"That's no big deal… it's not like I never done that too…" she shrugged.
"Girls masturbate?" holy ignorance.
"Yeah dork, not as much as boys but we do" she kissed me deeply "so? Do you think that bacon flavored condoms really exist?"
"I would love to find that out… and like I said before if you want to make me a test subject I'm not opposite to that… but I guess that you should taste the real thing first, you know, try new flavors" she slapped my shoulder.
"Pervert!" she slapped me again.
"Sorry" I laughed and gripped her waist bringing her closer "sorry"
"Pervert nerd…" she leaned closer and kissed me softly "but I like how you think Benson, it kinda makes sense" Sam rested her head on my shoulder.
"Thanks" I started to rub lazy circles on her back.
I don't know how long we stayed that way, but it was as good as making out with her. We were so close; I could feel that she was open up to me more and more every day, or else she wouldn't confess that she get things going by herself. She trusts me, that's good because I trust her too… I love her… more and more every day. Who would have guessed? I know I wouldn't. Maybe now it's a good time to tell her how I feel.
"Just say it" she muttered against my neck.
"What?" can you read minds girl?
"Just ask me" wait… what?
"Ask you what?" she pulled away with a mischievous smirk on her pretty lips.
"If I think about you when I do that" her voice came out so sexy, I know she did that on purpose.
"Oh… do you?" I wrapped my arm around her waist bringing her even closer to whisper in her ear, grinding her against my crotch "do you think about me Sammy?" I heard Sam gasping.
"First of all" she pushed me away "don't ever call me that" she leaned to whisper in my ear "second of all… yes, yes I do" she licked my earlobe "you're the only one I think about"
I gripped her hair and pulled her head back so I could see her. She had the most seductive smile I've ever seen. Before I could make my move, she leaned closer, closing the void between us, crushing my lips with hers. We kissed desperately, like our lives depended on it. I wanted to tell her that I thought about her too, I always thought about her. More than anything I wanted to tell her that I loved her, because I do… a lot. I pulled away abruptly, and before she could complain, I touched her forehead with mine.
"Sam… I…" I sighed "I…"
"You…? You?" she whispered.
"I… lo-" before I could say anything somebody knocked on the door "shit"
"Hey Freddie! It's me, Brad! And Gibby! Are you guys decent?" shit Brad! Shit!
"Oh well" Sam got off me "come in dorks"
"Hey" Gibby opened the door "they're decent Brad" he said over his shoulder "we're here for the sleepover"
"Oh… okay" I stood up, no longer hard "come in"
"Hey there" Brad and Gibby got in holding their backpacks.
"That's when I leave… night dorks" Sam kissed me for a long time, before Brad cleaned his throat "night Fredhung" she gave me a peck on the lips and left.
Gibby and Brad looked at each other then at me. They're probably shocked by my new nickname. I like it, in fact, it's my favorite.
Sam's POV
After the nubs arrived I went to Carly's. She insisted that I should call my mom and let her know I was spending the night, it wasn't necessary before, but she kept yapping on and on about how I should work hard for things to get better between me and my mom. I caved and called her, but not because it was necessary but because I was tired of Carly's long and boring speech about family and shit... so I called. My mom, much to my surprise, asked me why I was going to spend the night... whoa that's new!
"Why do you always have to stay at Carly's? People are going start to think you have no home"
"Mom... it's a sleepover!" I growled.
"Well I was planning on cooking a lasagna for me, you and Marvin... you're going to miss it" I knew she was trying to bribe me with food, but trust me, her food; it's not something to brag about.
"I guess I'll have to pass... besides, I'm trying to help a friend with something" I remembered my promise to help Brad with Carly, I was going to try to help tonight.
"Oh... I see... Sweet Cheeks needs help huh? What kind of help does he need?" I could feel her smirk.
"Ew mom! No I don't mean Freddie! I mean Carly! And please don't call my boyfriend sweet cheeks!" what's wrong with this woman? Is she a cougar or something?
"Oh so he's boyfriend now huh? The boy finally had the balls to ask you! I gotta say that he is really brave Sammy, not every boy can handle a high maintenance girl like us Puckett girls" that was a little hint of sadness in her voice I knew she was talking about my dad.
"Well... what can I say? Fredward has his moments" I chuckled.
"Sammy, if you keep up the nicknames the boy might get tired and leave" she warned.
"This is not a nickname mom, this is his full name" I explained.
"What kind of name is that?" she said shocked and amused.
"His mother is a nutcase. But I know he's not going to leave... I won't let him. I'll handcuff him to me if I need to" I snorted.
"Oh someone is in love..." she teased, this woman pisses me off sometimes...
"Oh drop it mom!" I tried not to blush... in vain.
"Okay kid... but remember... use protection, cause if you come home knocked up I'll personally kill your little Fredward, after a slow session of torture" mom let out a evil laugh, I guess we have more in common than I care to admit.
"Don't worry, we're not there yet..."
"Okay hunny... Marvin says goodnight" I heard Marvin on the background.
"Nigh Marv"
"Kiss Carly for me, and give a slow steamy kiss on Sweet Cheeks for me" she chuckled and I heard Marvin saying something like Pam...!
"Ew mom! I'm going to kiss him, but for me and stop with the nickname!"
"No can do... remember what we agreed? You don't try to change me and I don't try to change you!" shit! I did agree to that "Besides you know I'm just kidding, so have fun with your hot little boy toy"
"BOYFRIEND!" I growled.
"Whatever floats your boat kiddo. Night" she made a kissy noise.
"Nigh mom" I hang up.
"You and your mom are weird" Carly was standing behind me "and why does she keep calling Freddie sweet cheeks?"
"She has the hots for him" I shuddered.
"EW!" Carly shuddered
"Yeah... you got me wrong... it's not that she has the hots for him, like she wants him or something... this is her way to say he is cute. She also calls him hot stuff"
"Oh... less bad, still weird, but less bad" Carly sat on the couch by my side "so? How are things with your new boyfriend so far?"
"Oh, are good. The nub has his way with me... he knows how to please me" when I saw her disgusted look I knew she got me wrong "I don't mean that way... of course that way too but what I mean is... I don't know... I feel comfortable and safe around him, you know?" she nodded "I feel happy. I hate to admit but, he really has this way of talking to me that really can make me melt" I confessed.
"Oh Sam... You love him" oh Carly no shit!
"Yeah, whatever" I rested my legs on the coffee table.
"No, not whatever... you gotta tell him!" okay, now she is going to meddle.
"Nuh uh!"
"Yes you do!" she got up looking forward with her meddling eyes "I already know how you're going to do it... I can see it already! You can do it upstairs in the studio and-"
"NOPE! Carly, stay out of this please? I'm going to tell him I'm ready, okay?"
"Why?" she whined.
"Because I have to be careful, love is evil Carly, spell it backwards and you'll know"
"Sam…!"
"Carly…! I do love him okay, but I'm not ready to say it out loud yet" I sighed.
"Okay..." she sighed in defeat and sat back in the couch "I guess I'm just feeling overly romantic"
"Well, then you should get yourself a boyfriend"
"Oh I wish... but where I'm going to find someone who is not a cheater, or annoying, or a jerk?" poor Carly said sadly... she really doesn't have any luck on love. The only decent guy that ever crossed her way was Freddie... well she lost it, now he is mine. Things could've worked out with Adam, but because of that crazy creddie fans he runs away every time he sees us...
"Hey Carls come on... maybe he is closer than you think" I nudged her.
"Really? Tell me where to look cause I don't even know where to start!"
"Well... Jeez I don't know" I touched my bottom lip with my index finger and pretended to think "there is Carl Simpson from chemistry"
"Nope... Carl and Carly? Don't think so" good start Puckett.
"Uh... there is Liam Grant from English" she is going to say ew.
"Ew" I knew it "he freaks me out"
"Shawn Harvey?"
"Ah... no"
"Pete?"
"No... He was your boyfriend, and besides he is not my type" she shrugged.
"Yeah and he doesn't know how to lose to a girl... just can't take it" I shrugged.
"Really? That's why you guys broke up?" her eye grew big, Carly loves a good gossip.
"Yeah. He said I was hurting his manhood... can you believe it?" she chuckled "I told him if he was a real man he wouldn't feel threatened by a 5'3 teenage girl"
"WOW that's a good one" Carly laughed placing her hands in her stomach.
"Yeah... he doesn't have the balls, he is not like Freddie that even after putting up with years of unstoppable torture, never really let me hurt his ego, or his masculinity"
"Wow Sam... That's nice... you saying this stuff about him" she looked at me like I was a glow in the dark new bra.
"Calm your tits Carly; I'm just saying that Freddie has balls. He is the only person who can fight me back, he always did, he is not afraid of me even when he is"
"That's truth... and also very sweet of you to recognize" she patted my shoulder.
"Yeah... say this to anyone and I'll put fire in your room!" she just chuckled and I joined her "back to you Shay... there is gotta be a guy out there for you"
"I don't have the best luck when it comes to love, but I'm not really worried about that right now" let's do this slowly…
"How about... Thomas Ross from the football team?" slow Puckett... slow.
"Oh no... He is dating Tiffany"
"John Simmons?" her face lit up a bit then she frowned.
"Wendy has a crush on him" slow...
"Oh... what about Brad?" BAM!
"Brad who?" DUMB CARLY!
"Brad our intern" I realized I didn't know Brad's last name.
"Oh no" she grabbed the remote and turned the TV on.
"Why not?" I crossed my arms annoyed.
"Because he is a friend" OH NO! SHIT! NOT THE FRIEND ZONE!
"Oh come on Carly you barely hang out with him, besides he is really cute, don't you think?" I winked at her.
"Well... yeah, but I do hang out with him, when you and Freddie are eating each other faces" she put her tongue out pretending to be kissing someone.
"And...? He is not a jerk, or annoying, or ugly, or a cheater or collects pee wee babies" close... I'm close "see? And you said he was a great guy yourself"
"Yeah... I did..."
"SO?"
"Uh... no" shit "I think it's not a good idea... if something happens between us is going to be bad for iCarly, he is such a great intern, I guess I'd rather keep him as a friend"
"But-"
"No... I gotta learn how to feel good by myself, I don't need a guy! I'm a mature, responsible and smart girl, I can handle being alone until I find the right guy" oh well... I tried.
"Okay... but I would keep Brad in mind, he is a great guy. And he and Freddie are becoming great friends... can't you picture? You and me: bffs or men: bffs? How cool would that be?"
"Yeah, it would be nice, I promise to keep that in mind, just not now okay?"
"Okay" I sighed "let's watch some Girly Cow then"
We laughed our asses off with the new episode, before going upstairs to her room. We changed and lay on her bed just goofing off and talking shit. I didn't push the Brad subject anymore, I didn't want to seem desperate, or let her think that something was up. It was better just try again another time… but not that he is on the friend zone it might not be so easy. At least she said she would keep him in mind… that sounds bad when I actually think about it, it's like he is her second choice… her plan b. I wondered if Freddie was her plan b before, I always thought that when she was thirty and still single, she would give up and just marry him. Okay Puckett, get over that, he told you already that he likes you and that he wants you so stop that! I laid my head on Carly's church pants pillow and chuckled… Freddie… me and Freddie… Freddie and me… I just lay there listening to Ellie Goulding's cover of The Knives' Heartbeats. I kept my heart under control for so long, and it was all a waste of time, if I knew then what I know now… I couldn't remember a moment where I didn't have to hold back not to grab his collar and kiss him senseless. And he says I have no self control… well now he knows I've been controlling myself for years.
One night of magic rush, The start a simple touch, One night to push and scream, And then relief, Ten days of perfect tunes, The colors red and blue, We had a promise made, We were in love, To call for hands of above, To lean on, Wouldn't be good enough, For me, no, To call for hands of above, To lean on, Wouldn't be good enough…
Freddie's POV
Brad and Gibby were lying on the mattress on the floor and I was on my bed. Until now I didn't realize that I never had a sleepover with guys… ever. The only few times my mother allowed me to sleep out of the house was the two times I stayed at Carly's, because it was just across the hall from her. Now I'm having an actual sleepover with my guy friends and it felt nice, for the first time in my life I feel like one of the guys, which is a rare, almost nonexistent feeling for me since I spent most my teenage years hanging out with Sam and Carly. Sure, I had Gibby and Spencer, but let's face it, they are a little… weird.
Most… pff who am I kidding? All of my guy friends were terrified of my mother, so they never came by, and she never allowed me spend the night at a stranger's house. Until Brad, I never actually had a normal guy friend, that's why I feel the need to help him, we are friends, and that's what friends do. Even if they had to give up having a hot blond over the whole night when your mother isn't home… oh fuck Brad! I much rather have my gorgeous hot girlfriend in her pajamas than a bunch of dudes! Chizz…! But now that they're here there is no turning back.
Brad was saying something about how pretty Carly's hair was and how it smelled like fruits, I was just pretending to listen, trying not to think about how my attempt to tell Sam I loved her was ruined earlier today. Gibby was texting his on and off girlfriend, Tasha, and I envied him because now Brad's attention was all on me. Fuck! So much for being a good friend Freddie!
"You know… I think I'd be perfect for her! Don't you?" he kneeled next to my bed looking like a lost puppy… I wondered if I looked that pathetic when I used to have a crush on her… P.A.T.H.E.T.I.C.
"Dude… I think you'd be great for her and I can really see you guys together" I honestly did, not just because I liked him, but because I actually think she would "but you have to quit this pathetic I love Carly act. Trust me, been there, done that"
"Oh" he went back to his mattress "I guess you're right… man I've never been this way before! What's wrong with me?" apparently a lot of things…
Soon the room was silent. It didn't last long though, I heard Gibby chuckling and texting something, I don't even want to know what.
"Freddie?"
"Yeah?" I was feeling sleepy, but apparently Brad and Gibby weren't.
"Are you really over Carly?" Brad asked me, and there was fear in his voice. I couldn't imagine being in love with the same person as a friend of yours. I thought about Sam, and how long she suffered because my stupid crush on Carly. I'm going to repay her for every minute of every day she watched me behave like a jerk and drooling over her best friend. I swear.
"Dude?" I tried to be as sympathetic as I could "is that even a question? You know I am, and I'm totally head over heels with someone else… and that someone happens to be my girlfriend" I chuckled.
"Okay, just checking"
"Listen, I do care about Carly, I love her, because she is my best friend, but this is as far as it goes. And if you break her heart I'll have to break your legs, and our friendship, don't forget that" I would do anything for both Carly and Sam, and I would never let anybody hurt them.
"I know man, don't worry, I won't do that"
"Okay, let me show you something… and you have to promise not to tell anyone, especially Sam… and don't tell Carly because if you do she'll tell Sam, or tell Wendy that will tell Sam" kind of missing my point…
"Sure thing" Gibby said his first word since Tasha texted "you can trust us"
"I, well… I" I got up and went to my closet "I bought Sam a charm bracelet; she thinks I only bought one charm for her…" I dialed the combination of my safe that was hidden behind a fake wall "I told her I would give her one charm for each month we spent together" I grabbed the little black box in my hands "what she doesn't know, is that I already bought enough charms to give to her for a entire year, an entire year that I intent to spend with her. The first of many" I opened the box showing my friends the content "I bought her a bracelet in sterling silver and thirteen charms in white gold and diamonds"
"Dude! That looks expensive!" Gibby squeaked.
"Well…" I shrugged.
"Is that a...? Is that what I think it is?" he pointed at a particular charm. My favorite one.
"Yeah" I nodded.
"Looks really expensive"
"It really was, wasn't it?" Brad touched one of the little charms inside the box.
"Well… let's just say it was a little over pricy than a regular gift" I shrugged "but I don't care man, anything to make my blond headed demon happy" I smiled like a goof ball.
"Oh… Freddie loves Sam! Freddie loves Sam, Freddie loves Sam, Freddie loves Sam!" Gibby hummed "love is beautiful" he sighed.
"Oh shut up Gibson!" I put the box safely back into my safe.
"But you do, don't you?" Brad asked behind me.
"Can we not talk about it? That's not why we're here for" I laid back on my bed "we're here to help you get Carly, not talk about my relationship"
"Yeah… you're right" they said.
"So? How are going to do this? Get you two together?" Gibby had a good point, I decided to help Brad, but until now, I didn't thought about how I would do it.
At that exact moment my phone, that was somewhere in the room, started to ring.
She, She is the words that I can't find
How can the only thing that's killing me make me feel so alive?
And I couldn't speak
I couldn't breathe to save my life
All of my chances swim like sinking ships
This time it's it
I'll drown or make her mine
I reached for my phone that was lying on the floor next to my bed. I recognized the ringtone. It was the one I choose for Sam, whenever she called me, it would remind me how I felt.
"Hey babe" I answered eagerly.
"Do not call me babe dorko!" she chuckled on the other side of the line and I knew she didn't mean it.
"Oh… so I can't call you babe, but you can call me… dork, nerd, dweeb, nub and only God knows what else?" I heard Brad and Gibby laughing, I glared at them and got off the room "that's not fair"
"Mama don't play fair"
"Of course she doesn't… so what's up? Missed me already?"
"You wish… actually, Carly is asleep, I was wondering how's mission Barly?"
"Sorry?"
"We're Seddie, they're Barly… you know… Sam + Freddie = Seddie, Brad + Carly = Barly" that's the closest thing from math I've ever heard Sam say.
"Oh… right, well we're just trying to figure out what to do" I sat on the couch.
"Oh, so the dorks are plotting? That sounds dangerous" she made an animal growl.
"Puckett… you know that I can be very dangerous when I want…"
"Oh my, Fredward! Is that a threat?" her voice was sexy and teasing.
"Oh Puckett… you have no idea" I heard the beautiful sound of her chuckle.
"Uh… if your house wasn't full of dorks, I wound go there to see if you have the balls to keep this attitude around mama" oh… man!
"Oh… damn it!" I groaned.
"Night Freddie. Go back to your dorky friends"
Before I could say anything else she hung up on me… shit. I got into my room determinate to help Brad as fast as I could.
"Well…" quick, think of something… "First we have to give you a lot of time with her…" think… "Gibby! Bring Tasha to the rehearsals and to watch to web cast" he nodded "when she's surrounded by couples, she will have no choice but to hang out with you. Show her what a great guy you are, make her laugh, let her feel comfortable with you, but don't be too friendly, or else she's going to put you in the friend zone… Oh and flirt with her"
"But don't come on too strong" Gibby finished my line of thought "make it seem natural and nonchalant"
"That's a good one Gib, and show interest in other girls, don't act like you're in love with them, just slightly interested"
"But not in just any girl that you lay eyes on, or she'll think you're a player" Gibby said.
"That's right; just show her she is not the only girl in world, and that you can easily find someone as good as her, even better. Or else, she'll think she has power over you, and she'll throw you in the corner like some sort of plan b" I never knew my personal experience with Carly would come in handy one day… well, seems like I never knew much.
"Okay, let me get this… I should be her friend, but not too friendly?" we nodded "I should flirt with her, but show interest in other girls?" we nodded "and I should make sure she doesn't have any sort of power over me?" we nodded again "but Sam is the boss of you, and you guys are happily together!"
"Hey!" I crossed my arms smugly "She's not the boss of me" they laughed "besides… you're missing the point here… Carly is not Sam" I shook my finger in front of his face "she might seem all sweet and nice, but she has her ways of torture. Sure, they are much different than Sam's, but just because she hides behind that sweet smile doesn't mean she isn't vicious… at least Sam's viciousness is out there for everyone to see, I know she is a crazy blond headed demon, but Carly wears that good girl mask, and I'm not telling she is not good, cause she is, she is great! But all girls are mischievous! Oh… and Carly has that please for me thing that's ten times worst than Sam's treats" I smirked.
"That's right man…" Gibby made an overly dramatic face "she looks at you with puppy dog eyes, and those cheek bones! And she goes all please? For me…" Gibby's impersonation of Carly made me chuckle "she speaks all sweet and soft… like a toddler, and you don't know how to say no… you're just… hypnotized!" his eyes popped out of his sockets "it's terrifying"
"So… when she uses the please, for me card, just don't look in her eyes. Think that she is like medusa, and don't look her in the eyes, that will give you enough time to think of an excuse. Do that and you'll be fine"
"Okay… but I guess I'll have to take notes" we all burst into laughs.
Sam's POV
Hot… it's too hot. The crazy heat was making me slightly dizzy. Carly told me too drink as much water as I could, and take a cold shower, so I did. I hate to sweat, makes me feel all dirty and stinky. Ick! Carly woke up super early and said she had to buy a bottle of shampoo, which is weird because she had an sealed bottle under her bathroom sink, but knowing Carly this must be a special shampoo for her prissy hair. Whatever. Not that she's the boss of me, but I did what she told me, just because the heat was making me feel somewhat dirty, and not in the good way. The cold droplets of water felt like heaven on my skin. I put my Pear Pod on shuffle and connected to Carly's stereo.
I winced when Lou Bega's Mambo number 5 started to play. Why would I have this song on my Pear Pod? Well… let's just say it's a guilty pleasure and leave it to that. What the heck, Spencer is probably downstairs in the kitchen; Carly won't be back for another ten minutes and Freddie is probably getting ready for school… nobody will know it. I began to dance as soon as I heard the chorus.
A little bit of Monica in my life, A little bit of Erica by my side, A little bit of Rita is all I need, A little bit of Tina is what I see, A little bit of Sandra in the sun, A little bit of Mary all night long, A little bit of Jessica here I am, A little bit of you makes me your man…
This song is probably one of the most idiotic songs I ever heard; it talks about a guy who likes to bang a lot of chicks. It's almost as ridiculous as Baby Got Back, so why do I listen to it? Well, it's great for dancing, and mama loves to shake her ass! I didn't bother to use the blow dryer, because the cold feeling coming from my dam hair, kept my neck cool. I changed into something comfy, a white tank top, a pair of black shorts and my old purple sneakers. Spencer was in the kitchen making waffles, Carly wasn't back yet, and I wondered where the hell she went to buy a stupid shampoo.
"We have to leave in five minutes and she still isn't here" I spoke with my mouth full of bacon "where the hell did she go? And she says I'm always late" I scoffed.
"I'm sure she is on her way back. I gotta go to Socko's, he's going to help me with my new sculpture, you guys are going in Freddie's car right?' Spencer grabbed his keys and his wallet.
"Yeah, we're going with AlFredo" I chuckled… my dork.
"I feel so useless now that Freddie has a car… before was all Spencer, drive us to school. Spencer, drives to Hollywood. Spencer, drives to the middle of the woods to look for big foot. Now everything is bogus!" he whined. I swear, sometimes he looks more like Carly than he knows.
"Well… now you have extra time to give hot chicks a ride" I shrugged returning to my waffles.
"That's true…" he smiled "okay, gotta go, have fun at school!"
"As if!" I screamed before he left "that will be the day"
Not bothering to clean up my own mess, I just shove the dirt dishes in the sink and washed my mouth. Carly had gum in her bag, but she wasn't here, or her bag, so I just ate whipped cream, not that I'll ever admit, but I didn't want to taste like breakfast when Freddie kissed me. I chuckled to myself, since I was alone, I could just stop and think about how cute he looks when he licks his lips after kissing me.
"Daydreaming?" Carly asked, snapping her fingers in front of my face.
"Oh… you're back" I cleaned my throat and looked at her "where's the shampoo?"
She had that huh? look on her face. After realizing that she wasn't holding any kind of bag, but her own she grinned nervously.
"Oh… they didn't have the kind of shampoo I was looking for… so I didn't buy anything" Carly jerked her head and walked to the fridge "so? Ready to go?"
"Yeah…" she looked for the whipped cream and I just handed to her. She smiled and grabbed the can "where were you…? I mean, where you went, you know, to look for this shampoo?" I put my hands on my hips.
"Down the street" Carly's back was turned to me, but I could read her body language, and I knew she was lying.
"What took you so long then?" I was going to rip the truth out of her.
"Well…" she pretended she was looking for something inside the fridge "you know… long line…"
"But if you didn't bought anything, what difference does it make?" liar, liar, pants on fire!
"I bought… gum"
"But you said you didn't get anything"
"Well…" she turned to look at me "Freddie!" Carly ran out of the kitchen and towards the dork that just got into the apartment.
"Hi Carly…" he smiled unsure what the hell was going on "Princess"
"I'll leave you guys to it" Carly ran upstairs… damn it! I almost had her!
Freddie gave her a quizzical look, then shrugged. He was wearing a black and white flannel shirt, jeans and white sneakers, I couldn't help but stare at his biceps… I'm pretty sure they're getting bigger and bigger every day. And that's not the only thing that's getting bigger… he is getting taller. He sure wasn't this tall yesterday. While he walked towards me, like a tiger approaching his prey, my eyes kept looking for any solid proof that I was definitely not getting smaller. When he stopped in front of me, I had to lift my head to meet his eyes.
"You've grown"
"Thanks Puckett" he shot me that smug look and flexed his biceps.
"No… I mean, they're big too but, you're getting taller" my hands were on his shoulder and I tiptoed trying to reach his level, but I couldn't, he was taller even that way "you're grown so much since last night"
"Oh come on Sam! That's not possible. You're just didn't notice before. You're so busy eye sexing me, that you didn't even pay attention to the tiny details" he chuckled.
"Shut up! I don't eye sex you! Please…! And besides, I pay attention to every bit of you… like this cute little mole in your temper…" I poked the mole that was almost hiding behind his hair.
"Oh…" I tried to get as tall as he was, but couldn't.
"Stop growing!" I slapped his arm.
"Sorry Sam, there is nothing I can do about it" the nub just laughed and pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around me. I love the feel of his body close to mine "but… I guess growing up has its perks" he shrugged and kissed my neck.
"Name one" I closed my eyes briefly the moment his soft lips came in contact with my skin.
"For one… the view up here is amazing" he pulled away a little bit, eyes locked on my cleavage.
"God Benson! You're such a perv!" I snorted arching my chest forward, giving him a better view.
"And, besides the obvious things, I can do this…" he bent down, grabbed my legs and threw me over his shoulder.
"Put me down Benson!" I snarled before bursting into giggles "put me down now! You're so fucked! I'm going to kick the living shit out of you!"
Freddie whistled, walking around the living room, carrying me effortless. His right arm held me still, while his left arm stroked the back of my thigh slowly. The dork kept humming I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man and dancing around the place. When did this nub got so fucking strong? Shit! It's like he can beat me… no he couldn't beat mama! Never! The damn dork, yelled at Carly saying we were going to school, but didn't put me down. In the elevator I tried to kick or punch him, but every time I did he would just chuckle and tickled me. It wasn't a fair game, he had a advantage over me since I'm ticklish. The damn nub only put me down in the Bushwell parking lot. I punched his shoulder and tried to kick him, but Freddie was fast grabbed my arm and kissed me forcefully. We kissed until Brad cleaned his throat saying we would be late. That was a good way to start my day.
After classes were over, there wasn't one single thought in my head that wasn't where the hell is Carly? We had at least four classes together, and she skipped all of them. That's Carly Shay we're talking about, she doesn't skip class, so where the hell is she? Shay has been so weird since this morning; I wonder what the heck is going on. She is hiding something from me, I know it, I feel it. So that whole don't keep secrets from each other shit doesn't count for her? Shit!
"Hey baby" Freddie wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my neck "hey…" he nuzzled my neck "missed me?"
"Yeah, yeah…" my eyes darted around the hallway looking for that Shay girl.
"What's wrong?" he spun me around to look at me "tell me"
"Carly… she is weird Freddie, she skipped three classes" I whispered.
"What? Are you sure? Carly doesn't skip classes! That's not possible, are you sure you weren't asleep during classes?"
"UGH! No! I was wide awake and she wasn't there! Where the hell was her?" I slapped his shoulder three times, but he didn't even flinch.
"Why don't you call her? Have you tried that already?" his hand went to my pocket to grab my pear phone.
"No…" I took my phone off his hand and dialed Carly's number "it's ringing… why is taking her forever to answer?" ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring… "Carly?"
"Oh… hey Sam! What's up?" her voice was a little shaky, she seemed out of breath.
"Where the hell were you? Why did you skip classes? Are you hiding something? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Oh... I wasn't feeling well, so I went home"
"Bullshit! Tell me the truth!" I was yelling loud enough to scare little kids, but Freddie kept his arms around me and a serene expression.
"It is truth! You can ask Principal Franklin if you want!"
"Oh… so… how are you feeling?" Carly wouldn't lie to Ted… at least I think she wouldn't.
"I was feeling a stomachache, I guess this low sugar gum is not good for me, but I'm better now, thanks" she chuckled a bit.
"Okay Shay… the dork and I are going home. Do you need anything?" Freddie leaned over and rested his head on my shoulder. He should be uncomfortable, it looked like he was going to break for bending that way, but somehow he didn't complain, he just sighed as I talked on the phone.
"No, I'm good, see you guys!" she talked like she wanted to get rid of me.
"Bye" when I got to the y she hung up on me "what the hell? Dork? Are you sleeping?" I stroked Freddie's hair.
"No… it's just… you're so comfy" he kissed my neck before standing up completely "and soft"
"Thanks Fredspock. Listen, we gotta go check on Carly, she wasn't feeling well so she went home" he nodded and I rested my head on his shoulder "Freddie? Do you think I'm a bad friend?"
"Of course not Sam… why would even think that?" his hand was slowly drawing lazy circles on my lower back.
"Carly wasn't feeling well and I was thinking she was hiding something from me… I feel… shitty" he held me even tighter.
"Sam, that doesn't make sense. You're a great friend and Carly loves you, okay? Not even for one minute think otherwise" he cupped my face making my eyes meet his big brown ones "promise?"
"Promise" my dork of a boyfriend leaned forward placing a chaste and sweet kiss on my lips "dork" Fredbag chuckled.
"Hey partner!" a high pitched slutty voice came from behind me.
Breathe girl… breathe… I took a deep breath before turning around to face the girl with the slutty voice. Patrice. What the hell is this bitch talking about? She was definitely looking at Freddie and smiling like that big slutty bitch that she is. Why the hell is she calling him partner?
"Hey Patrice" Freddie waved at her.
"Partner?" I asked him, not taking my eyes of her smug expression.
"Mrs. Benson promised that Freddie would help me and my mom with our charity work today!" Patrice smirk grew wider and full of venom "it's for the children, see you there Freddie?"
I clenched my fists, I'm seeing red. I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill this fucking bitch right here right now.
"Sure, I'll be there on time" he said obliviously.
"Okay… bye Sam… bye partner" bitch flipped her hair and walked away.
Somebody is going to die.
Freddie's POV
I don't know what happen, but since we left school Sam's being weird. I wondered if this Carly thing was bothering her that much. My attempts to start a conversation on our way to the Bushwell failed miserably, she kept glaring out the window and tapping her foot nervously. Sam frowned like she was in deep thought, and that's not a good thing. I watched her with the corner of my eye, she must've noticed, cuz she turned on the radio loud so I couldn't speak to her. Things got worse for some reason when Pussycat Dolls' Don't cha started to play. What the heck was going on that pretty blond head of hers?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? Don't cha? Don't cha? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? Don't cha? Don't cha?
Shitty song if you ask me, but seemed that Sam hated even more than I did, cuz she punched my car after the chorus, then turned off the radio.
"Sam what the hell?" trying to keep up with her while she practically ran to Carly's apartment was a challenge. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew wasn't good "Sam? Sam? What's wrong?" she kicked the door open and slammed the door shut on my face "shit! Sam? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Nothing okay! Leave me alone!" she said her first words since we left school.
"No I won't! There is definitely something going on that you don't wanna tell me… but guess what? You will, because I'm your boyfriend and I care about you! So spill it!" I snapped.
"Benson… don't… can you please just leave me alone?" she sat on the couch with her arms crossed "just leave"
"NO! Sam… we've been over this before… please talk to me?" I kneeled in front of her "please don't do this, tell me what's wrong"
"NOTHING IS WRONG! FUCK, FREDDIE JUST GO AWAY!" she shoved me and stormed out to the kitchen.
I sighed and walked after her. There is no way I'm leaving without an explanation.
"No, I'm not leaving Puckett! I'm not! Tell me what the fuck is going on!" I didn't mean to yell, but it was unintentional rage spoke for me, I hated when she tried to push me away like that.
"Guys what the hell?" Carly appeared from behind me "you guys are having a fight?"
"No… Carly please, can you give us five minutes?" I asked her.
"No, Carly you don't have to leave, the dork is going" Sam tried to exit the kitchen but I held her arm. She tried to pull away from my grasp, but I held still, not enough to hurt her though "let go of me!"
"NO! Carly please? Leave" she just nodded and walked back to her bedroom "Sam?"
"Freddie…" she took a deep breath "leave me alone… or else I'll kick your balls so hard your unborn grandkids are going to feel it" her fists were clenched.
"Then do it, I don't care! I won't leave you alone!" I brought her closer to me "tell me what's wrong Sam, tell me please? I just wanna help, I just wanna look after you"
"I don't need you too!" she was going to say something else but then she stopped, her eyes were squeezed shut, she stood still for several seconds then opened her eyes again "sorry… I'm sorry"
"It's okay Princess" I wrapped my arms around her "it's okay… just tell me what's bothering you"
"Nothing, just go do your stupid charity with that… stupid girl" holy shit! Sam is jealous! This is so fucking great!
"Sam…? Are you…? Are you jealous?" a goofy smile spread across my face.
"No…" she pulled away abruptly "no"
"Yes… you are…" I followed her to the living room "you're jealous!"
"SO? Fuck you!" she shoved me and went back to the kitchen "fuck you Benson"
"Sam… this is… great" she looked at me like I've grown a second head.
"Great? What's so great about that?" she walked over me like she was going to punch me, but she didn't "oh I got it… you must be feeling like such a stud now right Benson?"
"No… well, a little bit, but that's not why I'm happy" I put my hands on her waist, she tried to jerk them away, but I held still bringing her close "I'm happy because… I don't know… because if you're jealous that means you're afraid to lose me, that means you don't want to lose me, that means you want to keep me… that makes me happy"
"Whatever Benson… I'm not afraid, I just don't like her" she shrugged.
"Why?" I smirked.
"Cause… she's kinda slutty, and prissy… that's it" Sam tried to free herself from my grip, but I didn't let her.
"You're soooooo jealous Puckett, but I don't blame you I'm a stud" she slapped me across the face, not hard enough to hurt "I'm kidding… but it's good to know I'm not the only one who is jealous in this relationship"
"What? You're jealous? Of whom?" her eyes lit up.
"Well… basically of every guy that lay eyes on you. Today I saw three dudes eyeing you, I had to approach them and threat their lives. I guess you're rubbing off me" I held her tighter while she chuckled "I mean it. Jason Hendricks is now officially afraid of me"
"Whatever nub" she rested her head on my shoulder and we're silent for a while.
"You wanna come with me?" I kissed the top of her head.
"Do charity? I'm not a working bee Freddison" she pulled back wrapping her arms around my neck "you forgot?"
"No… but you don't have to do much, just stay there and watch while I do the work" I kissed her forehead.
"Eh well… that I can do, I've doing it for years now anyway" she smirked "so don't ask for help, and feed me every now and then"
"Sure Princess!" I kissed her "but Sam… you really don't have to be jealous. You're the only girl I have eyes to, you're the only one I think about" before I could blink, Sam's lips were on mine, kissing me urgently. Damn you Sam Puckett… I love you.
"I'll be ready to go in one hour dork" Sam pulled away and we rested our foreheads against each other smiling.