A/N: Hey guys! Who's excited about iLove You? I'm dying over here! Anyway, check out my first oneshot ever! It's called Untouchable and it was inspired by Taylor Swift's song with the same name. Anyway, don't you guys think a break up would be fun? Like, add a bit of drama, and when they get back together will be so intense. Come on guys, it will be fun! Think about it. Love ya all!
Sam's POV
When I got home, I put on one of Freddie's shirts; I recently stole from his bedroom. I wanted to feel his scent when I went to sleep, it made me feel so comfortable, and safe, protected from all the evils in the world. It's stranger how safe he makes me feel, when I'm a girl who's completely capable of protecting herself. I never needed anyone's protection before, not in a physical way, but whenever he's around, I feel like the world is a safe place, and nothing bad can happen to me. Whenever his arms are around me I feel like anything can hurt me, like he is a strong shield, always ready to protect me. That used to bother me, but now, I just… got used to it. And most important, I feel like he is a layer of protection to my not so strong heart.
I smiled, looking at his Penny Tease shirt, it's one of my favorites, the way it hugs his muscles… oh my! When I laid my head back on my pillow, my phone beeped. I growled, nights are very important to a Puckett, and we don't like to be disturbed. I looked at the screen, it was a text message from Freddie. Okay, he can bother me.
From: AlFreddo
Love U princess Puckett.
Goodnight, dream with me 3
I smiled again, knowing that he meant it, and that I probably would be dreaming about him anyway. He meant it every time he said he loved me, and I knew it. I grabbed a handful of his shirt and sniffed it. Cinnamon and vanilla, he always smelled like that, so damn good. I would close my eyes and dream, about him, like I always do. Once, Freddie told me that we dream about what we think about, and I thought about him, all the time. It was annoying to say the least, but afterwards I came to accept it was inevitable. Now, everything is better, because I know that when I wake up he'll be there, with open arms, waiting for me.
Night Sir Dorks A Lot
Love you too 3
I texted back, before drifting into a good night of sleep. It felt like a few minutes since I closed my eyes, when I felt a pair of soft lips kissing my neck. Moaning, I shifted a little bit, then a felt a warm breath on my ear. I thought, well, I'm having one of those dreams again, but then I felt a strong hand travelling down my sides. The same hand stroked my cheek before planting a soft kiss on the side of my head. I moaned again in delight. This is a very good dream.
"Wake up Princess Puckett" he whispered into my ear.
"Freddie?" I asked, sleepily.
"Yeah, it's morning. Come on baby" he kissed behind my ear.
"Mmmmm that's good" I purred.
"I know… but I have something better for you, now wake-wake"
"This isn't a dream? You're really here?"
"Does this feel like a dream to you?" he asked, sucking the skin above the collar of my shirt.
"Mmmmm Freddie" I finally opened my eyes, smiling at him "morning dork"
"Morning demon" he nuzzled my neck.
"How? What? Why?" I pulled him down, on top of me.
"It's ten thirty and your mom opened the door for me" he put his arm around me, making me lay my head on his chest.
"Is she home?" I asked, putting my leg above his.
"No, beach" he caressed my thigh.
"So? You said you had something good for me" I said, hoping it involved bacon, or ham.
"Oh, right. Go ahead, brush your teeth and hair, wash your face and meet me in the living room" he kissed me one more time before leaving.
I brushed my teeth and used strawberry mouthwash, washed my face and brushed my hair, putting a little bit of Nina Ricci's cologne Freddie gave me for Christmas last year. I smiled at the apple-shaped-perfume-bottle that he got for me. I always thought he would give Carly something like that; instead he gave it to me. He got her a pink girly shirt, that Carly loved, but I knew she was expecting to get the perfume. But he gave it to me.
When I got to the living room, the first thing I saw was Freddie's butt. His back was turned to me, and I couldn't help but notice that he had a great butt. Baby got back… ew, disgusting. AlFreddo was doing something in the dining room table, so I wrapped my arms around his waist, kissing his back.
"Good smell" I commented, at the smell of coffee and bacon "watcha doing?"
"Breakfast" he got out of my way so I could see the table "coffee and donuts from Starbucks, waffles and cupcakes from Amazing Glaze, and I just fried some bacon. Oh, and ham"
"Fredbear! Oh my god this is awesome!" I threw myself at him, rewarding him with a passionate kiss.
"Mmmmm, strawberry" he licked his lips.
"You're the best Benson" I pecked him one more time.
"I try" he shrugged "let's eat princess"
"Alright" I eagerly plopped down on the chair.
The breakfast my amazing boyfriend just prepared for me was as amazing as him. He knew how much I liked Starbucks, so he bought it for me on his way to my house. How great is this boy? He's the best boyfriend in the history of boyfriends, and I don't know how I got so luck, maybe I did something very good in my past life, something worth deserving him. but sometimes I wonder I really do.
"So? Did you get the glasses?" I asked, watching Freddie stuff the dishes inside the dishwasher, cause mama don't do dishes.
"You bet" he turned around to look at me smirking.
"Show me! Show me!" I bounced.
"Alright!" he said, leaving the kitchen "let me get it" Freddie opened the front door and walked to his car, opening the door and getting something out of it.
"Hurry dork!"
"You're going to love it" he showed me the large black box "now you can insult me in" he opened the box "nineteen different ways" he put on a pair of nerd glasses. (picture on my profile)
Oh my god. He never looked so hot before in his life! Well, maybe naked, he did look pretty hot naked. And with that fencing cloth… but this, this is something else entirely. I gapped at him for at it seemed like eternity, Freddie Benson looked insanely hot, unbelievable sexy!
"So? What do you think?" he asked, walking towards me, closing the front door with his foot.
(A/N: I wrote the next scene listening to John Mayer's Slow Dancing In A Burning Room, and it was perfect, I just thought you guys should try it too)
I couldn't say anything, only grabbed him by the lapels and pushed him, until he was sitting on the chair again. Those glasses were the hottest thing I've ever saw, and damn he looked good on those. He so reminded me of Clark Kent. I slowly sat on his lap, straddling him, but I didn't do anything else, because I was too busy staring at his adorable dorky face. How can someone look so damn good and still be a nerd? Freddie smiled at me, his hands going to my bare thighs, stroking it. It was a very sweet gesture that made my whole body shiver. He put his hand on the back of my head and brushed his lips with mine. We shared a very slow kiss that set fire at my skin, and soon I felt my whole body burning up with desire. That was the slowest kiss in the history of kisses, which only made me even more riled up, it was so damn hot, the way his moistened lips danced against mine. His tongue pushed past my teeth, finally finding mine, and wrapping around it, very slowly.
He retrieved his tongue, only to suck on my bottom lip. I let out a guttural growl, when I felt his hands coming under my shirt, gripping my hips and grinding me down against is now growing erection. I made an eight motion with my hips, on top of him, very slowly, making him growl a little. His hands went to my ass, inside my underwear, squeezing me. I threw my head back, breaking our slow torturous kiss. Freddie quickly brought his mouth to my neck, sucking, biting and nibbling it. I moaned, grinding my hips against his one more time, feeling how hard he was. His hands, travelled up to my chest, inside my shirt, giving my nipple a nice squeeze. Freddie Benson is very handsy, but hey, I'm not complaining!
"Oh… Freddie… God… so… oh… good" I moaned.
"Mmmmhmmm" he groaned against my neck.
"Ah…" I tugged on his hair, feeling his teeth sinking into my skin "oh god"
"God Sam… please, I can't take it anymore… let's… let's…" his breath was so ragged; it only made him hotter "let's do it"
I froze. He wanted to… go there… holy cow! Not that I didn't want it, because I did, very much, but this was the first time he voiced it. I could feel how much he wanted it, the bulge inside his pants was poking me between my thighs. And I wanted it too… so much, but I couldn't help being a little nervous. This would be our first time, and I have no clue of what to do.
"You're okay…? We don't have to do it. I'm sorry… I'm an ass" he apologized.
"Benson… you can be so damn dumb sometimes" I chuckled "of course I want it. I want it more than I ever wanted anything in my whole life. You're all I want"
"Thank God…" he sighed "because I want you so much. I'm trying to resist, I don't want to you to feel under pressure, but it's killing me. I dream about you, and whenever I'm awake I think about you. I want you so much. I want to have you. I need it"
By the end of his speech, I could feel a new wave of hot liquid leaving my center, I wanted him, and I wanted now. Of course, I was nervous, and a million things were going through my mind, like did he already know this was going to happen when he came around today? Or how long have he being planning this? Or is he as nervous as I am? But I shook the thoughts away, trying to focus on the feelings he provided me.
"So? Say something Sam, you're making me nervous here. Do you want this? Because if you don't…" I grabbed his hand and planted a soft kiss on the palm.
"Let me show you how much I want it…" I put his hand inside my underwear, letting him feel how wet I was "can you feel it?"
"Oh god… yes…" he started to rub my folds, and I gripped his wrist "Sam…"
"I want you Freddie… so much" I threw my head back, feeling his thumb circling my clit, slowly "oh!"
"Let's… go to… bedroom" he stuttered.
"Yeah" I was unable to speak, feeling his soft fingers rub against my core "yeah"
He took his hand off me, and picked me up, carrying me into my bedroom. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and started to kiss wherever I could reach. He stumbled around, with me on his lap, but managed to find his way into my room. We fell backwards onto the bed, not letting go of each other, kissing and touching wherever our hands could reach. I tugged on his shirt, begging him to remove it. I wanted to feel his warm skin against my hands.
"I love you…" he mumbled, ripping his shirt out of his body "so much"
"Oh…" he lay back on top of me, kissing my breasts through my shirt "I love you too…"
Freddie pulled away to yank my shirt off my head, and I couldn't help but feel we were going way too fast. I knew he was desperate to get rid of some clothing so he could feel me, but I wanted our first time to be slow and sweet. Freddie started to suck on my nipples, his hands on my hips, pulling me up to my knees. He pulled away breathless, his eyes wandering around my body, making me feel nervous again.
"What?" I asked, trying to cover my breasts.
"No! Don't… do that" he gently jerked my hands off my breasts "you're so beautiful, Sam. You have no idea"
He kissed my hands, and placed them on his shoulders, smiling as he did. Soon, his hands were on my breasts, massaging them. I sighed at the feeling, his hands were magical, strong and gentle, no one could ever touch me the way he did. Freddie leaned down, sucking on my nipples, making me throw my head back and moan. He's so talented with this mouth of his, it drives me crazy. I pawed his back, feeling his teeth grazing against my skin.
"Oh god… oh Freddie…" he put his hand on my shoulders, pushing me down, and lying on top of me.
"I wanna make you feel so good…" he said, griping my underwear with his teeth and taking it off.
"Jesus Christ…!" his wet tongue started to make slow circles on my thighs "AH!"
Freddie, kissed behind my knees, then my upper thigh, making his way to where I wanted his mouth, but he never got there. Instead, the bastard smirked, biting my hipbones, then sucking my upper thighs again. He was so close to where I wanted him, but he was being a bitch by not going there. I lifted my hips off the bed trying to get closer to him, but he only chuckled and started to lick my navel.
"Freddie! Damn it! Can you see how much I need you? God I need you to touch me there!" I hollered.
"Oh really? Where? Here?" I said, thumb pressing against my clit.
"YES! GOD! FREDDIE!"
He kept rubbing me, slowly while I moaned, and God it was so good! But I wanted to touch him, I wanted to feel him. I started to tug on his belt, trying to unbuckle it. He jerked my hands away and stood up, undoing his belt and yanking his pants off in one quick motion. He took a deep breath and came back to the bed, lying on top of me. I felt his hard-on pressed against my thigh when he laid on top of me, kissing me passionately.
"I love you Sam" he said, before kissing my neck "so fucking much"
"Me too… oh!" I hollered, feeling his tip grazing my entrance "Freddie…"
"Can I? God I need it!" he said, moving against my folds, just waiting to get in "god, I need you now!"
"Wait…" I said, trying to push him off me "Freddie, wait!"
"What? Did I hurt you? I didn't even… put it in yet" he said, looking down to see if he had hurt me or something.
"No, you didn't… it's just, god…" I was shaking all over, and not of pleasure, but because I was so nervous "the condom, you didn't put it"
"Oh right…" he practically ran off me, reaching for his pants, looking for a condom "damn it! I don't have it!"
I breathed, feeling relieved for some reason. I wanted to do it, so why the hell I was so nervous? I could not explain why I felt so relieved he didn't have a condom, because I'm not going to do it without it.
"Don't you mom… you know… have it?" he asked nervously.
"I guess… I can look if you want" damn it, I couldn't stop shaking.
Freddie's POV
I was sitting on Sam's bed, tapping my foot on the floor, waiting for her. Damn it, I should walk around with at least five condoms in my wallet, now that I'm going to really use them. I'm getting laid, how great is that? No, wait scratch that, I'm making love. Finally, God know I want that so much, and not just the sex, I want everything, to feel as close to her as possible and share this moment with her. Sam came back, and smiled at me nervously, showing me the condom.
"Okay…" I stood up, grabbing the package and wrapping my arms around her waist "I love you"
"Me too" she kissed me, and I could feel she was trembling. This is her first time, so it makes sense. But I'm going to make this worth.
I picked her up, bridal style, laying her on the bed. I kneeled in between her legs, and ripped the foil package open. I swear I saw a little bit of fear in her eyes, but then she smiled at me. I smiled back, rolling the condom on my erection, bracing myself for the most incredible experience of my life. Before taking my place between her legs, I kissed and nibble thighs, making her gasp. I kissed my way up to her mouth, licking her bottom lip. I adjusted myself between her thighs, preparing myself to meet heaven, when she pushed me away.
"What's wrong?" I asked, stroking her cheek.
"Uh… ah… I know I said I wanted this… but I think you'll have to tell me what to do… I don't… I'm so, nervous" her breath was uneven, and she was shaking all over.
"Oh… okay… are you okay? Did I hurt you?" I asked, adjusting my weight.
"No, I'm fine, it's just… I have a lot on my mind right now… I mean… doesn't matter" she said, kissing me.
I adjusted myself again, brushing my tip against her entrance. One small thrust and I would be inside of her heat. God! I need this so much. I went to kiss her neck, and she shifted a little bit.
"What are you thinking right now? In this exact moment I mean… are you nervous too?" she mumbled.
"A little" I sighed "I wasn't doing much thinking though"
"Oh my god I'm sorry Freddie… I'll shut up now, yeah, I'll do that" she put her hand over her mouth.
I sighed, not sure if she wanted his as much as I did. But as much as I did, I loved her, and this is not the way I pictured our first time. I removed her hand of her mouth, putting it around my neck, so I could kiss her.
"Sam, its okay if you're not ready" I sighed, and kissed her nose.
"I'm fine… won't you nervous…? I mean… don't you worry about anything at all?" she was shaking so much it kinda scared me.
"I love you. You know that right?" I stroked her hair.
"I know, I'm sorry… I'll shut up now… yeah, I'll shut up" she nodded frantically.
"We don't have to do anything okay? I love you no matter what" I said, rolling off her.
"Sorry, I'm so, so sorry. I want this, I do, it's just… I don't know, I'm nervous" she laid her head on my chest "sorry, I'm so sorry"
"Stopping saying that, you did nothing wrong" I wrapped my arms around her "we rushed into this, and that's not how I want it to be"
"Okay… but I hate to see this going to waste" Sam wrapped her hand around my dick.
"Oh… it's okay, really" I sighed.
"I know" she removed the unused protection out of my erection and kissed my chest "but there's something else I can do"
"Oh…" before I could say anything, Sam had me on her mouth, sucking me slowly "GOD!"
I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold on for too long because I was really riled up from our previous attempt to have sex. When she started to bob her head, I knew for sure I was going to cum soon. See, I was waiting for this since before we're official, and I really wanted it, but there was something else I wanted more than sex, and it was making Sam happy. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if she regretted this moment, so I decided to calm down and relax, our time is going to come. The right moment, the right day, the right time, I just have to be patient.
"Sam… I'm not… going to… oh my god… hold up for too… long…" I said between moans.
"Mmmmhmmm" she released my manhood with a pop "it's okay Freddie, just do your thing" and then she started to lick my shaft.
"Oh… I'll… let you know…" I groaned, throwing my head back "so you can… back… off" my hips started to thrust up inside her mouth.
"Benson…" she sucked the tip of my manhood briefly "don't worry about that! Better yet… I know something else I can do"
Sam stood up, pulling me up with her. She made me sit on the edge o the bed and kneeled before me, stroking my thighs and smirking at me.
"You're going to like it" she whispered.
I was shocked, to say the least, when I felt her putting my so called rocket between her breasts. I couldn't help but groan when she leaned down, taking me inside her mouth as well. God this is so frigging good! Sam squeezed her boobs, making friction for me, while bobbing her head faster.
"Sam… god… Sam, I'm… Jesus!" I gripped her hair "I'm going to explode!" I hollered.
She increased her pace, letting me know she was ready to take whatever I had to give her, and I got the feeling it was a lot. I never been so horny in my entire life, and I don't think I ever been so hard. It was like all the blood in my body went straight to my erection.
"AH!" I cried, feeling my orgasm building up inside of me "SAM! SAM! SAM!"
She stopped squeezing her boobs to play with my balls, and damn that was my breaking point, she knew I loved that. This girl doesn't play fair, but I wouldn't want it any other way. She stopped sucking on me only to bent down and lick my balls.
"Ah… oh… Sam…"
I knew that when she took me back into her mouth I was going to explode. And she did, bobbing her head twice, making me cum. I gripped her sheets so tight, my knuckles turned white.
"Sam… love you… so much!" I hollered, riding my orgasm out of my body, before collapsing into her bed.
"Mmmmm" she kissed my tip, then my chest, then my neck "that was intense, wasn't it?"
"You… have… no idea" I panted.
"I kinda do" Sam laid her head on my chest "I really like the sound of your heartbeat"
"Well, I like everything about you, so…" I shrugged.
"Mmm, I know that" she snuggled closer to me.
When she was just a girl, she expected the world, but it flew away from her reach, so she ran away in her sleep. Dreamed of para-para-paradise. Para-para-paradise. Para-para-paradise. Every time she closed her eyes…
"My phone" I said getting up.
"No, don't answer it!" Sam grabbed my arm, not letting me go.
"Sam, it can be important" I chuckled.
Ooohh. When she was just a girl, she expected the world, but it flew away from her reach, and bullets catch in her teeth.
"Sam, come on" I tickled her.
"Fine…" she finally released me, and whistled.
"What?' I asked, bending down to take my phone out of pants' back pocket.
"Your ass is sooo nice"
"Back at you cuteness" I looked at the screen.
"Who is it?" Sam asked.
"I don't know… hello?"
"Hey Freddie…"
"Brad?" Sam growled.
"Yeah… listen… I need a favor…" he trailed off.
"Sure, what do you need?"
"You see, the thing is… I'm… in jail"
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?" I hollered.
"What's going on?" Sam said, getting up.
"Brad? What the hell happened?"
"I'll explain everything, just… can you bail me out? I don't wanna call Carly, or my parents" he said a little ashamed.
"Ok… I'll do that… I'll be there in a sec" I said, picking up my pants off the floor.
"Thanks man, I'm in the police station down town, ten minutes from the Bushwell"
"Kay… I'll be there. Bye"
"What happened Freddie?" Sam asked, handing me my shirt.
"Brad…" I dressed up real quick "is in jail"
"What the fuck?" she hissed "why?"
"I don't know. I'm going to bail him out"
"I'll go with you" she said, picking up her underwear and dressing up real quick.
"No, listen, there is no time, do me a favor and go to Carly's okay? Stay there with her" I kissed her forehead "I'll be there as soon as I get Brad, alright?"
"Okay… call me if you need anything"
"Bye"
I drove like Paul Walker in Fast and Furious, passing two red lights, and getting an angry honk from four or five cars. I had a feeling this jail thing had something to do with Griffin, but I never thought Brad would be the type who punches and kicks. Shit! Griffin is way bigger than Brad, I hope he's not in bad shape. Before going to the police station, I stopped at the bank to get some money. I'm really sorry I wasn't there to see this shit go down, and hold Griffin's arms for Brad kick his face!
Brad's POV
I was sitting on my cell, massaging my soared jaw. This shithead Griffin deserved worst, I should've break all of his bones. I know I'm not a beefy guy, with monster biceps like Freddie, but after everything Carly told me, I just went batshit when I saw Griffin. The thought of what he did, made my blood boil with rage, of course I know that Carly was there too, and that he didn't force her into doing it, but still, he was a jerk and I wanted just to break his cocky face. Speaking of Griffin, my adrenaline rush did some damage to his jerk face. I looked over him, who was sitting on the floor of the cell next to me and laughed.
"What are you laughing at? Scrawny boy?" he asked, pressing toilet paper against his bloody nose.
"You're face, shithead!" I cracked up.
The situation wasn't funny, I was sitting on the floor of a dirty cell in the police station, but it was all worth it. I regret nothing. Then Griffin started to laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" I growled.
"Just at some memories… you know, I remember the night I deflowered your girlfriend…" he laughed "man she was tight"
If the bars weren't there, I'd be kicking his face already. I got up, bailing my fists, banging against the iron bars, and he laughed, because he knew there was nothing I could do.
"Hey, settle down" the officer said "Bradley Gellar?"
"It's me" I said, trying to calm down, because I didn't need any more problems.
"You're good to go. Your friend paid the bail" he said, opening the cell "try not to get into anymore trouble kid"
"Sure" I nodded.
"What about me?" Griffin growled.
"Nobody paid for you yet, so you stay right there pretty boy. Come on, kid, your friend is waiting for you"
"Thanks sir"
Freddie was waiting for me; I have to pay him back for that. He had his arms crossed, and a scowl on his face, I guess he's not very happy to be here.
"I'll pay you back" I said.
"No problem man, it's not my money anyway" he shrugged.
"Not your money?"
"Long story. Let's go, I wanna get out of here" he yanked my arm.
"Okay"
Ten minutes later, we're sitting in his car, in front of the Bushwell Plaza, quietly. It's been like this since we left the police station, I had no idea what was going through his mind right now. Before I could say anything, Freddie burst into laughing.
"Man… oh god…" he said, cracking up "I… you're… in… jail! Holy shit!"
"Not funny" I said, laughing anyway.
"It's a little funny. Too bad I didn't get to see his face. Did you beat the shit out of him?" he snorted.
"I messed him up real good"
"You don't look so bad by the way" he said pointedly.
"I guess I was blind with rage" I shrugged "I hulked up"
"True. I wish I could've seen it" he snorted.
"Yeah… it would be fun to watch I guess" we stayed silent for a few seconds "thanks for coming"
"Nah, that's what friends do" he said, giving me a little shove.
"I'll pay you back"
"Don't worry"
"What do you mean when you said not my money?" I asked gingerly.
"It's my father's. I have an account where he deposits money every month, so technically it's not my money" he said matter-of-factly.
"Oh. You never really told anything about him"
"It's because it doesn't matter. Let's go upstairs" he exited the car.
"I don't wanna tell Carly what happened. When I left yesterday, I didn't really talk to her about… the whole thing" I got out and closed the door.
"Man up, you'll have to talk to her sometime. Besides, it was before you, so technically she did nothing wrong, other than being stupid, she didn't commit any crime"
"I know… it's just… I don't know, I guess I have nothing to complain about. But I spent the whole night thinking about it, and before I knew I was here in the morning. I didn't know exactly what I came here for, but when I saw Griffin exiting the elevator, with that cocky smile of his, I just… I don't know went batshit. Before I knew it Lewbert was calling the cops" I said when we got into the elevator.
"Yeah man, I know what you mean. The thought of another guy with his hands all over the girl that you love can make any guy go crazy"
"I guess. By the way… about yesterday"
"What about yesterday?
"What really happened inside that elevator? Because we all know Patrice has the hots for you, and I can't believe she sat on the floor and cried the whole time"
"Well, she did. And we talked a little bit. She told me a few stuff about her life, and actually I came to realize she's not that bad" he shrugged.
"Dude… you're sure it's not another scheme to ruin your relationship with Sam?"
"No, I mean, you weren't there… you didn't hear what I heard. You didn't see what I saw. You can't understand" he said, toying with the elevator's button.
"Just be careful"
"I will" the doors opened "we're here"
"Okay… let's do it"
I was nervous as hell, I didn't know what to say to Carly. I wasn't exactly mad at her, and I had no reason to be, maybe I just wished she told me this before. A part of me wanted her to be honest, but I guess that's no important right now, since this whole shit went down before me, it doesn't matter anymore. I know she likes me. Freddie opened the door, and I saw Sam and Carly on the couch. Carly had her head on Sam shoulder and I guess she was crying. The moment she saw me, her eyes went wide. I guess she noticed my purple chin, the only place where Griffin was able to hit me.
"Brad!" she exclaimed, running towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck "are you okay? Are you hurt? Oh my god!"
"I'm fine Carly" I rubbed her arm.
"Why did you do this?" she said, pulling away to kiss wherever she could reach "stupid! You're stupid Brad!"
"I'm fine. I just had to do it. When I saw him… I went crazy!" I said, grabbing her arms.
"Brad… please… say something, when you left yesterday you didn't say anything…" she started to cry again "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before… I just…"
"Hey, hey… I'm not mad at you baby" I wiped her tears away.
"You're not? You're not breaking up with me?" she sobbed.
"No. I won't… I swear" I kissed her forehead "it's okay now. I just wished you've told me sooner"
"I was afraid of what you're going to think of me…" she looked down.
"Carly… honey, the past doesn't matter okay? I love you" I cupped her face "I love you, the rest doesn't matter"
"I love you too" she smiled "so much!"
"Good… that's all I care about" I kissed her passionately.
"Uuuuuuh Barly!" Sam said "it's getting hot in here, so take all of your clothes!" she sang.
"Shut up Sam" Carly chuckled "I'm sorry" she rested her forehead against mine "does it hurt?"
"A little. You should see him though…" I snorted.
"Does it make you feel better?" she said before kissing my chin.
"Uh… a little" I shrugged.
"What about now?" she kissed my lips.
"Now it's good" I hugged her tightly, never wanting to let go.
I looked over Sam and Freddie. He had his arm wrapped around her shoulders and she had her arm around her waist, both of them were smiling. I remembered something I still had to do, so I pulled away, earning a quizzical look from Carly.
"Sam?" I said quietly.
"Yeah Brad?"
"I'm sorry. About the whole Pete thing. I didn't mean to jump into conclusions, and I should've come to you. I'm sorry I ever thought you'd be cheating on Freddie, I know how much you love him. I'm sorry, you're my friend and I should've given you the benefit of the doubt, but I figured you wouldn't tell me something that you were hiding from Carly and Freddie"
She stared at me for a few seconds, before smiling at me "Yeah, it hurt a little, but it doesn't matter, you are right. I wouldn't tell you anyway. But I guess it's alright though, we're good" she shrugged.
"Thanks dude" I offered her my hand and she took it.
"You're welcome dork" she said, shaking my hand.
"Oh come on!" Freddie said.
"Yeah… hug!" Carly said.
"HUG! HUG! HUG!" they said.
"Fine!" Sam said, wrapping her arms around my neck, while I wrapped mine around her waist.
I smiled at Freddie, who smiled back, but before I knew it Sam was giving me a wedgie.
"Sam!" I cried.
"Now we're good!" she laughed, patting me on the back.
"Sure" I said, rubbing my lower back.
"Bradley!" Spencer came in running "what are you doing here?" he hissed.
"What did I do?" I asked, confused.
"Lewbert told me you got arrested! I don't think my baby sister should be anywhere near an ex-convicted!" he growled.
"Spencer! Shut up!" Carly yelled.
"Carly!"
"No! Wanna know why he was arrested?"
"Carly…." Sam gave her a look "I don't think is a good idea"
"I don't care! Spencer!" she hollered "he got arrested because Griffin lied to me so I could sleep with him! Before Brad of course, then I found out that he wasn't going to leave his girlfriend, he just wanted to sleep with me. So, the pregnancy test was mine, because I was late and I thought I was pregnant, but I'm not"
"What?" Spencer asked quietly.
"That's right, and Brad saw him today and he couldn't help it. I would've done the same and so would you!" Freddie told Spencer.
"Carly? The test… was yours?" he asked shocked, plopped down on the couch "Carly? Why?"
"I was stupid Spencer. I was stupid okay? I guess I was desperate for romance, that I thought he could give me, but he couldn't. It was my mistake" she started to tear up again.
"Oh my god… you're not… you're not… anymore?" he asked, freaking out.
"No. and I regret that every day. I should've saved myself for someone I love…" she said looking at me.
"Baby… I don't care about that. I really don't" I rubbed her arm.
"I'm going to kill that son of a whore!" Spencer got up, red in anger but Freddie managed to grab his arms "let me go Freddie!"
"No, you can't do that! Calm down!" Freddie shoved Spencer on the couch "he's in jail, Brad broke his face"
"You did?" he asked me.
"Yeah. I did some damage to his face" I said proudly.
"You're sure you're okay, right?" Carly asked, touching my chin slightly.
"I'm fine, honey. Really, I'm okay" I kissed her forehead.
"Spencer… I'm sorry" Carly whispered.
"You know what could happen if that test was positive? What do you think it would happen? Carly, you could've ruined your life!" he said getting up.
"I know, and I'm sorry. You have no idea how sorry I am. Punish me, ground me, yell at me! Do something!"
"I'm not going to do that…" he sighed "I'm so disappointed at you now" I saw Carly's face almost break "I thought I knew you, now I'm not so sure"
"Spencer… come on!" Sam said.
"No Sam!" he hissed at Sam "stay out of this. I'm not going to ground Carly, you've been punished enough. You'll have to live with this regret forever, but that doesn't change the fact that I am disappointed. I thought you were smarter than this"
After Spencer left, probably headed to Maya's, Carly fell on the floor crying. I kneeled next to her, rubbing her arms and she buried her face on my shoulder, sobbing.
"It's okay babe, he'll come around. You'll see" I whispered.
"Yeah Carls… he'll get pass this. Everything will be fine" Sam said.
"Guys… can you, like… leave?" Carly asked, face buried against my chest.
"Okay. Take a good care of her Brad" Freddie said, grabbing Sam's hand.
"I will. Bye, thanks again man"
"No biggie" he nodded and left, carrying Sam with him.
"It's okay babe. Come here" I picked her up and sat on the couch, adjusting her head on my lap "everything is going to be fine. I promise"
Freddie's POV
Drama, drama, drama. I hate drama, I'm a very quiet kind of guy and all this soap opera thing is getting on my nerves. Of course I would do the same thing Brad did, without a doubt, and I wish Spencer wasn't so hard on Carly. Okay, his I have the perfect little sister fantasy is dead, and I get why he is upset, she is his little sister and he's supposed to take care of her no matter what, and still he couldn't prevent this from happening. But he also has to accept that everybody grows up, and Carly is a teenage girl, she's not meant to be perfect, no one is.
"What a morning huh?" Sam asked me.
"Yeah… lets go inside and watch a movie. Just you and me, let's eat and relax okay?" I kissed her neck.
"Crazy ain't home?" she purred.
"No. Work…" I unlocked the door "Whatcha wanna watch?"
"Charlie and the Chocolate Factory"
"Oh, we can't watch that"
"Why?" she took her jacket off, throwing on the couch and lying down.
"I don't have any candy here, and we can't watch Willy Wonka without candy" I stated.
"Very true" she sighed "let's see Star Trek then"
"You wanna see Star Trek?" I asked surprised.
"The new one I do… with Zachary Quinto… oh so hot" Sam sighed.
"Ha, ha!" I growled "hotter than me?" I asked, playing with her feet.
"No…" she kneeled on the couch "no one is"
"Good to know" she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and kissed me deeply.
"But you have food right? It's noon and mama's starving!" she caressed her stomach.
"I can order some. Chinese?" I grabbed the phone.
"No… tai food!" she bounced "I wanna have something different today, Fredspock"
"Sure thing, Princess Uhura" I kissed her again.
Sam managed to eat three times more than me, and I wondered, how come she has such a smoking hot body? I mean, the girl eats like a truck driver and still is skinny and curvy, how the hell she does that? God, I've got a good one here. My eyes left the screen, to glance down at Sam, who had her head on my shoulder, she was paying attention to the kisses between Spock and Uhura inside the elevator. I love the way her hair naturally surrounds her face, shiny soft golden locks, bouncing every time she moves.
"What you're looking at?" she said, not looking at me.
"You… god, you're so pretty. I always wonder why you would wanna date me. you can have any guy that you want, you know that?"
"Benson…" she sat up, cupping my face "I already have the only guy I want, and I don't need anyone else. And how come you don't know why I like you? You're hot, smart, sweet, very talented with our hands and mouth. You make my heart skip a beat. Do you know how hard this is? I'm Sam Puckett, my heart only beats faster for food, and you. On top of everything, you love me back and I trust you with my life! How come you don't know why I love you?"
"Wow…" I didn't know what to say "wow Sam"
"Yeah, yeah. I have my moments" she shrugged "now come to mama"
"Oh, I thought you wanted to see Spock!" I scolded.
"You're my Spock" she yanked me down by the collar of my shirt, making me lay on top of her.
"You know… actually, I kinda have a Spock costume…" I smirked.
"Oh my gosh… the ears?' I nodded "the blue clothes?" I nodded again "the… wig?" I nodded, opening the first button of her shirt.
"All. Of. It" I whispered.
"Go get it!" she demanded.
"Nope… I'll save this for a special occasion" I unbuttoned another button of her shirt.
"You suck" she put her head on the back of my head and kissed me.
I lowered my head to lick her collarbone, making her moan. I love the little sounds she makes whenever I touch her. The whimpers, the pants, the gasps, the moans… she's so perfect it amazes me. I'm still dazed about how we ended up here. Sure, I remember that kiss in the lock-in, and how it trigged everything. I also remember feeling a sting in my chest when I saw her mood. Somewhere in the back of my mind I thought please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have feelings for someone else. Sure, I was happy for her, she found love, but honestly, I didn't want her to be with Brad or anyone else for that matter, I guess I secretly hoped that one day we might break the thin line between love and hate. However, when Carly said please, for Sam I knew I should help, because if that meant Sam would be happy, so would I, even if I wasn't.
I pulled away, propping on my elbows to look at her.
"Thank you" I said softly.
"For…?" she was playing with the hair in the back of my head only for the sake of touching me.
"For being brave enough to kiss me in the lock-in, for loving me and for not being in love with Brad. Thank you"
"You're welcome, but Brad's not my type… too skinny. But, I'm not so sure you're thankful" she smirked "I don't quite believe you"
"Oh, is that so?" what if I prove it to ya?" I wiggled my eyebrows.
"Mmmmm… and how are you planning to do that?" she bit her lower lip, only to tease me, she knew it drove me insane every time.
"Like this" I kissed her passionately.
My hand went inside her shirt to caress the soft skin of her stomach. Sam squirmed a little bit, wrapping one leg around my hips. I moaned, feeling her lift her hips upwards to grind against mine. My hand traveled up to her breast, giving her a good squeeze inside her lace bra, making her groan. My other hand, found her thigh, gripping at it. She tugged on my hair, making me hiss in pleasure and yelp in pain. I loved how she was able to inflict pain in me and make my eyes roll to the back of my head in pleasure at the same time, she was the only one who could do it.
That familiar feeling of pressure started to increase inside my pants, and I knew that soon I would be blue. Damn it! I better cool off a little bit! I've been extra riled up for a while now, but I didn't want to force Sam into something she wasn't ready for. I need some air, to regain my sanity and calm down. I sat up, straightening my hair and shirt, trying my best to breath in a steady pace. Sam propped on her elbows and glared at me.
"What. The. Hell?" she raised one eyebrow.
"I… ah… uh… we're missing the movie" I pointed at the screen.
"You think I care?" she started to crawl towards me, like a wildcat.
"Sam… I… I really don't think we should be doing this right now… maybe we should cool off a little bit. My mom can get in at any moment and I-" I couldn't say anything else, now that her lips were on mine again, and soon we're making out again.
"Shut up Benson…" she growled against my lips, pulling me on top of her again "touch me"
I obligated, how could I deny such a request, from the hot blonde laying beneath me? She bit her lip with anticipation, arching her back further into me, whimpering, longing for my touch. I lowered my head again to breathe on the crook of her neck, and I could see her skin shivering. With a loud mmmm Freddie, she wrapped her legs around my waist brining me closer as humanely possible.
"Ah Benson…" she moaned, pawing my back when I started to deliver wet kisses all over her throat "I love your lips"
"What about my hands?" I asked, letting my hand slide to her heat.
"Oh… Jesus!" Sam arched her back even more "I love that too! Yes, I do!"
My blonde goodness started to move her hips against my hand, begging me to rub her, but I wanted to hear her say, I wanted her to ask for it.
"What are you doing?" I asked, holding her hips still.
"Touch me" she panted.
"I'm touching you Sam" I squeezed her womanhood.
"No… rub me!" she put her hand over mine and tried to make me move it, but I wasn't having it. I kept my hand still.
"Ask nicely" I whispered into her ear.
"Fucker!" she growled.
"Oh no, not yet… and that's not nicely!" I squeezed her again, pressing my thumb where her clit should be.
"Freddie…" she writhed, her other hand gripping the couch, until her knuckles turned white "please baby please… oh please!"
"Okay… that's nice" I moved my hand, rubbing her through the fabric of her pants slowly "is that good enough for you?"
"No… unzip my pants…" she thrust upwards against my hand "stick your hand inside…" she moaned "feel me, I'm so wet already"
"Oh shit Sam!" I groaned unable to control myself. Cool off my ass, she wants to drive me insane? Two can play the game.
"Oh God, just stick your hand inside!" she hollered, as I kept my slow pace, rubbing her over her jeans.
Click. Somebody unlocked the door. Shit, I should've known better than to make out in the living room. Sam and I jumped to a sitting position, fixing our hair and clothes, I put on a cushion on my lap and she cuddled next to me pretending to be watching a movie.
"Fredbear…" my mom trailed off when she saw Sam "Samantha"
"Marissa" Sam nodded, with a serious expression on her pretty face.
"Hello there" Gun Smoke greeted us, and stayed behind my mom, just so he could hold her forearms if she decided to jump on Sam.
"It's late. What you two doing here?" she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Watching Star Trek" I pointed at the screen.
"Samantha should be home by now. I'm sure her mother is worried about her"
"My mom? Nah, don't think so" Sam chuckled.
"Speaking of which… I haven't met your mother yet Samantha" my mom stated.
"So?" Sam shrugged.
"So, I would like to meet her, since I know Freddie already met her, I think I have the right to meet her two. If you two someday decided to…" she gagged a little bit "get married, we'll be in the same family, so I demand to know her!"
"Mom… do you really think this is necessary? I mean, really?" I asked.
"Nah, it's okay Frederly, if Marissa wants to meet Pam, then let her meet Pam" Sam said matter-of-factly.
"You're sure?"
"Yeah, whatever" she shrugged.
"Good. Tell your mother I'll be cooking dinner Friday, I want you and her here at seven thirty"
"Just so you know…" Sam got up "Pucketts are never in time, and we don't eat any of the health food you stuff Freddie with, so if you wanna cook instead of going out, cook some ham, or fried chicken. And she's currently on a relationship, and going strong, which is rare to my mother, so her boyfriend is coming too"
"Fine. I can do that. Friday, don't forget"
"Okay" Sam smiled "drive me home Freddieyo" she offered me her hand, and I took it, intertwining our fingers.
"I'll be right back mom" I waved goodbye.
My mom and Pam, in the same room for the whole night? Why do I sense disaster? I mean, they are totally the opposite of each other, and crazy on their own way. I just hope we can all make out alive afterwards.
I'm going to spoil you guys a little bit, I'm writing this chapter called iMother, Mother here's a little sneak peek:
Freddie's POV
"Are you nervous about tonight?" she smiled sympathetically.
"No… I just… I guess I'm a little tired" I shrugged.
"You're sure?" just then Sam's phone started to ring. She looked over the screen and I could swear I saw something wrong with the look in her eyes, like she didn't want to answer it but probably should.
"Who is it?"
"My mom, gotta get this. Be right back" she kissed me in the side of my head and left.
There was something wrong about that phone call, whenever Pam called, Sam just groaned but answers her anyway. She has this look on her face, like she's annoyed by the call but happy her mother cared enough to call. I was one hundred percent positive that wasn't Pam. What to do? I can't ask her, she'll just lie to me, and I also can't eavesdrop, that will be wrong. But what if she's talking to Pete? What if he's calling her again, trying to get closer to her? Man, I gotta stop being paranoid, if she's saying that's her mother, then that's her mother and period!