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DISCLAIMER: Dan Schneider just called to remind me that iCarly is not mine.
Chapter 4: Freddie POV
We had been watching the tortuous movie for about an hour now, and I couldn't be more bored.
We got up to the part where Edward walks into Bella's room and watches her sleep. What a creepy stalker dude!
Carly was on the edge of the couch in anticipation, even though she's probably seen this over 10 times. Sam looked like she was about to fall asleep. I couldn't blame her. It was 11:30 at night and we were watching the worst movie ever made, I was tired too.
I averted my attention to across the room, where Spencer's newest sculpture stood. I couldn't exactly tell what it was, but it looked like a mixture of a street lamp and an alien.
I felt something on my shoulder, so I turned my head to see what Sam had put on me. Instead of there being a bird or a ham on my shoulder, Sam's head was. I smiled and shifted so she could be in a more comfortable position.
I remember a couple of years ago that happened, back when I "hated" her. I had pushed her off me with my elbow, and she moved away from me. Here I am 3 years later, actually enjoying it and letting her snuggle into me. Love does strange things to you.
"Hey Carly?" I whispered.
"What?" She said absently, her eyes still glued to the screen.
"Sam just fell asleep, so I'm gonna bring her upstairs. Are we sleeping in the iCarly studio?"
"Yeah, just set up the sleeping bags there." She was still looking at the screen.
"K. And I have to fix something on the iCarly server anyway, so I'll just stay up there." That actually wasn't true. Sam's lying skills have rubbed off on me.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." Carly dismissed me with a wave of her hand.
I slowly got off the couch, letting Sam's head drop and hit the cushion where I had been sitting. She frowned in her sleep. I carefully put my under her legs and back, and picked her up bridal style. Sam must've been just a little awake, for she wrapped her arms around my neck and nuzzled her head into my shoulder. I smiled like an idiot, just standing there and wishing this moment could last forever.
"Freddie, move! You're blocking the TV!" Well, that moment was ruined by Carly.
I started walking towards the stairs, surprised at light Sam was. With all of the food and processed meats she eats, you wouldn't expect her to be that light.
I brought her into the iCarly studio and realized my dilemma. There was no where to put Sam down without making her uncomfortable, and I couldn't get the sleeping bags if I was carrying her. So I just decided to sit down on one of the bean bag chairs and hold Sam like a baby.
I could her deep breathing and could feel her chest moving up and down with each breath. I looked down at her and admired her beauty. For someone who can be so vicious, violent, and angry, she looked so peaceful and calm while she slept.
A minute later she started stirring and rolling back and forth in my arms. She must be having a nightmare. I want to wake her up and tell her that it's all just a dream, but she might kill me if I wake her up.
All of a sudden Sam shot up, now fully awake, and breathing hard. She looked around, confused for a minute, then saw me and sighed in relief.
"Wait, weren't we just watching Twilight…?"
"Yeah, but you fell asleep so I brought you up here. Are you alright?" I asked, concerned.
"Y-yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you were spazzing out in your sleep. It looked like you were having a bad dream."
"So? Maybe I did have a bad dream."
"If you tell me about it, then you'll feel better. Whenever I have a nightmare I tell my mom about it, then I feel better afterward." She laughed at this, which was my goal.
"Um, in my dream… Fr-ied chicken was being taken away from me." I could tell she was lying, but I went with it anyway.
"Ok… who took it from you?"
"Carly."
"Why would you think Carly would take fried chicken away from you?" Jeez, all that meat Sam eats must make her have the weirdest dreams.
Sam murmured something that I couldn't hear. "What?"
"I SAID, that Carly takes emmhh mhmmh mhhmh."
"What was that last part?" What's she trying to hide?
"Nothing, Freddork. I feel fine now. Where's our sleeping bags?" She awkwardly got off my lap, and I awkwardly stood up.
"Um, I'll go get them." I rushed out of the studio and went down the hall into Carly's room.
I grabbed my red sleeping bag and Sam's blue sleeping bag, and noticed a fan the Carly kept in her room. Since it was supposed to get hot later, I grabbed the fan too and walked back to the studio.
"Here you go." I threw Sam her sleeping bag, which she caught and opened in one swift motion. She really amazes me.
We both set up our sleeping bags next to the fan that I brought in. We snuggled inside them and rolled over so were we were facing each other.
"Hey nub, you know what really surprised me?" Oh God, she had her typical smirk on her face and I knew an insult was coming.
"What, Puckett?"
"The fact that you carried me all the way up the stairs. How'd you get so strong?" Wow, that wasn't really an insult.
"All those years of fencing. Plus, I workout at the gym now." I made a muscle with my right arm, and Sam looked impressed.
"If you're so strong, then why do you always let me beat you up? Why don't you fight back?" I decided to tell her the truth.
"Because I let you win. I love seeing how proud you look after you beat me up or win in a fight. Plus, I don't wanna embarrass you."
Her face turned bright red. "Oh yeah, Benson? If I weren't this tired I'd get up and knock some sense into you."
"And I'd let you." I smirked at her reaction.
Under my sleeping bag I could feel my legs sweating, so I wiggled out of them, knowing that as long as I stayed under there I'd be fine.
A/N: Anybody notice the fried chicken thing? If you don't already know what that Seddie hint means, you'll know in the next chapter. ; )
And see how Freddie and Sam have RED and BLUE sleeping bags? Red and blue make purple, the official Seddie color! Clever, huh?
And if you like Twilight, I'm sorry that I've been bashing it in this story! I've only seen the 1st movie Twilight movie, so that's how I used the knowledge of it in this story. And anybody catch how Freddie and Edward are kinda alike? (Always watching people sleep…)
Was it good? Was it bad? Review! And thanks for all of the reviews so far, I love you guys!
BTW~ I know this whole thing has been Freddie's POV, it's just easier for this story. I might do one chapter in Sam's, but I'm not sure.
