The Greatest Secret
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly
A/N: This story details what it would be like if Sam and Freddie were secretly together during the series. Read it, I'm sure you'll enjoy it.
Chapter 74 (Problems With a Kiss)
Freddie was not happy with the kissing idea, but he figured it would be okay as long as Shane did not kiss his bride-to-be. The kissing booth that he and Sam erected was interesting, and possibly by a stroke of luck that the kiss didn't happen. If Shane had given her a dollar, Freddie would have done something to make him leave.
Fortunately, the school bell rang and made Shane have to leave. Although, that little scrawny kid that Sam was going to get to loan Shane a buck wanted a little lip to lip action with her, but Sam shot him with a water gun. Freddie had made a mental note to have a little chat with that kid later, perhaps give him a wedgie, despite wedgies having been on Sam's list of punishments and penalties for people. Either way, that kid had made Freddie's list. He was not happy with anyone that tried to hit on Sam. Not only that, but he thought Shane must have been quite stupid to fall for the fake charity Sam came up with.
Carly had nearly got him to kiss her when doing some play, but Spencer had interrupted that. He actually intended to, he didn't want some guy he didn't know to kiss Carly. She actually scolded him for that, but he quickly told her that she shouldn't be scolding him since he was the authority figure. She seemed to like to do that to Spencer, try to be the authority when she was not. Sasha helped Spencer to pretty much toughen up when it came to being the authority of the household.
Tyrone had visited again, but he didn't get to do much at all other than complain to Emily about her way of living. Freddie and Sam figured they had five more years of that crap before they would never have to deal with it again. Tyrone didn't really suspect Sam so much anymore, especially when she seemed to be paying attention to Shane and not Freddie. Robert actually scolded Tyrone quite a bit for scaring Sam the way he did, especially when, as Robert said, Sam was not Freddie's bride. Robert pretty much knew, though. It wasn't hard to figure out, for him at least.
As for Shane, Sam and Freddie had one last trick in store for him. Well, not one last trick, but it was something that might get Carly some competition. Basically Shane had to nearly kiss Sam, then they would tell Carly, and Carly would try even harder. Freddie, being as jealous as he was, was going to make sure that Shane didn't kiss Sam at all. He couldn't stand the thought of another guy kissing her, it just bothered him greatly. "Freddie, are you absolutely sure that you're going to be okay with this? I mean what if he makes contact with my lips?"
"I'll be fine with it, don't worry," Freddie replied as he patted Sam on the shoulder. "I've made sure there's no way his lips are going to grace yours." Sam raised his eyebrow and Freddie moved to the top of the stairwell. He sat on the railing and looked down as Sam prepared herself. She took a deep breath and Freddie watched for Shane. He spotted Shane walking down the hall and looked over at Sam. "He's coming." Sam quickly positioned herself on the floor as if she fainted and Freddie slid down the railing. "Sam!"
"Hey, what's wrong with Sam?!" Shane called out as he ran over to meet with Freddie. Freddie took Sam's wrist and looked at her face, he sighed and then glanced over at Shane.
"She's unconscious. I don't think she's breathing, but I don't know what to do, you'll have to take the lead." And thus would begin probably the longest few seconds of his life. He positioned himself at Sam's head and watched as Shane checked her breathing. Freddie took a deep breath and continued on. "Come on, you know how to give mouth to mouth resuscitation!"
"Yeah, I was certified last year."
"Well do it man!" Freddie saw Sam's face twitch slightly, she was just as uncomfortable with this as he was. Shane started to lean in and Freddie tapped his fingers nervously on the ground. Anyone that saw him would say they thought he was nervous for Sam's sake and hoped she'd be all right, but how he was really feeling was way different. Currently, he wanted to tear Shane away from Sam and kiss her himself. "Come on, where's that damned nurse?" That was right, he'd set it up so the nurse would come before Shane actually kissed Sam.
Freddie was so close to throwing Shane back, the closer he got to Sam, the more furious Freddie was becoming. Just then, he heard the nurse's voice, it was music to his ears, and Sam's as well. "Give me some room!" The nurse shouted. "Out of my way, move!" The nurse grabbed Shane and threw him against a locker, much to Freddie's pleasure.
"Ow!" Shane cried out as he rubbed the back of his head. The nurse pulled out two shock items and Sam quickly grabbed her wrists.
"Wait! I feel better!" Sam called out. She didn't want to get shocked when there was nothing wrong with her.
"Hold still!" Sam struggled under the nurse and Freddie contemplated whether he should pull her off Sam. Sam managed to flip the nurse over and pin her down.
"I'm fine, alright!"
"I'm going to report you to the principal's office for impersonating a sick person! What is your name?"
"Rebecca Berkowitz!" Freddie chuckled and covered his mouth, that girl was someone from Sam's elementary days. She was actually someone that bugged Sam all the time. Those days were gone and the girl had moved a long time ago. Sam got up and looked over at Freddie, she chuckled and pointed to Shane, but her eyes remained on Freddie. "I'll text you later." Then, she quickly left the scene, Freddie slowly left as well, leaving a baffled Shane against the lockers.
-NEW SCENE-
Two days later, Sam and Freddie were at home. Sam was resting on her bed, she felt quite upset over the events that had taken place. In the end, Shane wound up falling down an elevator shaft. The girls vowed to not let a guy get in the way of something like that again, but Sam just wasn't sure. She also knew Freddie must have been feeling really bad about everything. She felt guilty for probably making him feel really jealous. She frowned and twiddled her fingers together, she couldn't be sure what to think after all that. She looked to her door and saw Freddie enter, he closed the door and smiled at Sam. "Hey Sam."
"Hi Freddie," Sam said in a quiet voice. Freddie sat next to Sam and took her hand in his. Sam frowned and stared at Freddie with a sad look. "I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry about?"
"I'm sorry that I had to pretend to like Shane and that it got too far." Freddie shook his head and lay next to Sam, he gently kissed her forehead and gazed into her eyes.
"Don't be sorry, you haven't done a thing wrong at all. Yeah, I got jealous, but that's just because I didn't want some other guy, a punk, getting so close to the girl I love. That would be you." Freddie smirked and tickled Sam's side, causing her to laugh.
"Ah! Freddie, no more tickling!" Sam laughed harder as Freddie continued to tickle her. "Aha, I can't stop…laughing! Eek, Freddie you're going to make me wet myself!"
"I would love seeing that happen." Freddie laughed and stopped tickling Sam, she started to pant as Freddie's face moved mere inches from hers. Freddie was sure of it, Sam was gorgeous. He couldn't get enough of her brilliant eyes and sweet smile, or the laugh that sounded like music to his ears. "Did I not tell you this before? You've got a very cute nose." Sam blushed and Freddie gently kissed her nose.
"Doesn't change anything, you're still a bastard." Freddie smirked and Sam returned his smirk, she loved teasing him like that.
"Yeah, well then I'm the bastard that you're in love with. Your bastard." Sam laughed and rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, I guess so." Freddie raised his eyebrow and moved his hands to Sam's sides, his fingertips slowly gracing her skin. She knew exactly what was coming. "Don't you dare!"
"Say you love me." Sam laughed and looked into Freddie's dark chocolate eyes.
"Never!" Freddie shrugged and began tickling her once more, causing her to laugh out. "No! Stop! I told you, you'll make me wet myself if you don't stop!" She couldn't stop laughing, and Freddie continued to tickle her. "I can't take it anymore! AHA!" Sam kicked her feet in the air and Freddie continued to tickle her. "I love you Freddie!"
"A boo ya." Freddie smirked and stopped tickling her, but that didn't stop a wet spot from appearing in the middle of her legs.
"Freddie! I told you!" Freddie laughed lightly and Sam narrowed her eyes as she playfully smacked his arm. He then lowered himself and kissed her lips, something he'd been wanting to do all week. Sam closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his back, she could change her pants in a little bit. "I'm still going to get you back."
"Good luck with that."
"A challenge is it?" She deepened the kiss and moved her hands toward his side. He raised his eyebrow and felt her start moving her fingers along his sides at a rapid pace, but it wasn't working. She forgot that he wasn't ticklish there. She then remembered he was ticklish at his feet, and he wasn't wearing any shoes. "Oh Freddie…." She smirked and started brushing her feet onto Freddie's foot, he quickly lost his guard, letting Sam flip him onto his back.
"Sam!" Sam laughed and grabbed his foot, she began to tickle it rapidly, causing him to begin laughing. As he struggled to free his foot from her grip, she managed to hold onto it. After several seconds of this, Freddie felt a wet spot between his pants. "Aw man! You got me."
"Hah!" Sam smirked triumphantly and stood up from the bed, she was sure she could get him back, and she did. "Never doubt my skills."
"You mean your skills when in the bed? Oh don't worry, I don't doubt them." Sam blushed and Freddie moved out of the room toward his, he would have to change now.
I hope you enjoyed that chapter. I actually had a different method for Sam getting Freddie back during that moment, but I changed it over quite a bit.