A/N: There's chapter 3. I know I said it would be here yesterday morning but I totally forgot I had an eye doctors appointment at 10:30 and I didn't wake up til 9:30 so you could imagine how much a rush I was in. Oh yeah, sorry if you feel this story is being dragged...it's supossed to be long so...Anyways, better late then never...review!:D

"Ohh yeah, yeah
The situations turns around, enough to figure out
That someone else has let you down
So many times, I don't know why,"

"Gibby," Sam said, trying not to lose her patience.

"But I know we can make it as long as you say it
So tell me that you lumpy, yeah
And tell me that I take your lumps away,"

"Gibby," Sam yelled, earning stares from all around. "Shut. Up."

"No! This is the U.S! Freedom, Sam," Gibby said, surprisingly standing up for himself. "It's a thing called freedom."

"Yeah, and if you talk back like that again, you won't have a tongue to talk with," Sam threatned. "Wouldn't want that, now would we?"

"N-no, uh, I suddenly have to use the bathroom," Gibby said, running away.

Carly turned to face her best friend behind her, laughing. "See what you did to Gibby," Carly said. "Poor guy'll probably never sing that song again."

Sam shrugged and reclined her chair back. "Whatever you say, Carls," She said. "I can finally get some rest. Wake me when we're there."

Carly nodded, turning back around in her seat.

...

Like the honest, obedient best friend Carly Shay was, she woke up Sam as soon as they arrived to Freeport Grand Bahamas. (A/N: I'm sorry, I've never been to the Bahamas. I think it's a country with islands on it but i'm not sure.)

As the group of four exited the plane, they took a look around.

"Woah," Sam spoke first.

"It's..." Freddie started.

"So," Carly interjected.

"Beautiful," Gibby finished.

"C'mon, let's go find a hotel," Sam said, walking over to a building, entering, and walking to a woman at the front desk. "Um, what hotel is this?" Sam asked

"It's the Grand Lucayan Hotel," The woman replied, cheerily.

"Do you have any rooms available," Freddie asked, popping up beside Sam.

The woman typed a few things into the computer. "You're lucky you got here soon," She said. "We have one room left. It has 2 king sized beds, a pull out couch, fully stocked kitchen, and two bathrooms. Do you want it?"

Sam and Freddie turned back to the group, giving them questioning glances. Finally, Freddie walked back up to the lady. "How much will it cost,"

"How long do you plan on staying," The lady asked.

"One week," Freddie said, hoping the price wouldn't be too high.

"Okay, it's $15 a night...so $105,"

"We'll take it," Freddie said, handing her the money, and she handed him the key.

Out of habit, he almost put his hand around Sam's waist, until he remembered.

Was this how the whole week will go on? With us ignoring each other...? He thought. He didn't like that idea. At all.

...

"Woah," Carly said, gawking at the room. "It's amazing."

The room was painted a deep blue color, nude-colored curtains draping the windows. The floor was a smooth, sink-your-feet-in carpet. Two huge king sized beds lie in the middle, separated only by a bedstand.

Sam plopped down on the soft matress, moaning. "This is the life," She said. Carly plopped down.

"I could get used to this," Carly agreed, grinning. "Hey, wanna go to the beach? You do realize we're in a hotel on a beach, right?"

Gibby shrugged. "I'm down, you guys?"

Once everyone had agreed, they went one by one to change into the appropiate attire.

"Alright everyone, to the beach," Carly said, smiling.

...

The iCarly gang rushed to the beach. When they got there, they all jumped into the water. Nevertheless, they had fun, playing in the water for hours.

Sam and Freddie didn't realize they we're really close to each other. Sam twisted in the water, meeting Freddie's eyes, her wet blonde curls grazing his face.

"Listen, about Eliza-" Freddie started, being interrupted by Sam's lips crushing his. It was the first contact he'd had with her since last night and he truly didn't realize how much he missed it. Less than twenty-four hours could really kill a person.

"No, you listen," She demanded, looking into his chocolate pools. "I completely over reaacted and...and i'm sorry. I'm also sorry for taking a gun and shooting your laptop, and i'm sorry for the bug infestation in your dorm, and i'm sorry for throwing your church shoes out of the tenth floor window."

Freddie grinned. "This is the first time you apologized to me since our first kiss on the fire escape,"

"I know and you better not it expect it for another decade," Sam said, smiling.

"Um, you guys," Carly interrupted, looking at her best friends. "Gibby and I are gonna go change for dinner. Meet you guys there?"

Sam nodded and so did Freddie. Sam and Freddie watched as Gibby and Carly walked off, hand in hand. What happened to them? Sam wondered, shaking her head. Her and Freddie mimicked their moves, but not going inside yet.

Sam pulled Freddie back, clasping his muscles through his wet shirt. Freddie's face held a confused look until Sam pulled him in for another kiss. "I know i'm not the romantic type, but I was wondering if we could watch the sunset, together..."

Freddie smiled and they sat in the dirt, hand in hand, watching the sunset, together.

...

Sam awoke the next day, a pair of arms wrapped around her petite waist, cuddled close to a familiar body. She rolled over and saw Freddie's eyes staring straight at her.

"Were you watching me," Sam asked, curiously.

"Depends," Freddie said, grinning. "Is it so wrong to stare at my girlfriends beauty?"

Sam smirked. "Only you would say something so nubbish," She said, getting out of bed. "Where's Carly and Gibby?"

"Went to get breakfast," Freddie said, getting out of bed, revealing he was already ready. "They said when you wake up to get ready and meet them down there."

"Oh," Sam said. "Hey, what's been up with those two? Seems like it was only yesterday when they fell in love."

"It was only yesterday when they fell in love," Freddie clarified, clearly knowing something she didn't know. "Now go get ready."

"Yes, mother," Sam said, rolling her eyes. She grabbed her luggage and went into the bathroom. Her stomach growled. She sure couldn't wait for breakfast.

...

Sam smiled to herself, while picking up her towel on the floor. Wrapping it around herself, she couldn't help but to think about were in good terms again. Which meant good things for her.

With the towel still wrapped around her, she walked to her bag and grabbed all the necessary products. You know, the makeup, the curling iron, some clothes, and toiletries.

She threw on some ripped, denim skinny jeans and a Penny Tee. How should I do my hair...curled.

Her routine went on and she was finally done. When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Freddie sitting on their bed.

"Took you long enough," He said, groaning. "My stomach's been growling for as long as you've been in there."

"Well then, lets not waste anymore time," Sam said. "Let's go."

Freddie grabbed his girlfriends hand and they walked to their destination.

A/N: And cut. Chapter 4 will be up soon but I won't say when. I don't like making promises and then not keeping them. But I already have half of it written so it shouldn't take that long! Like I said, sorry if it's dragged because I wanted it to be more chapters...idk. Love you guys. As always, review!:D