Author's Note: Yo people! Well, it's been long since I don't update this fic... like months... you can put down the water guns now... lol xD

Anyway, I decided to do a chapter of Freddie's POV for the whole dance! And here it is! :)

I know that the chapters for this fic are pretty short, but next chapter and the other (that will probably be the two last ones) are extremely long! I just coudn't find a spot to divide them! ;P

Well, I'll just shut up now xD

Disclaimer: Yeah, I own iCarly, and my name is Dan Scheneider, oh, wait, it isn't... so that means I don't own iCarly... now I'm depressed... :(

Chapter 4

I still couldn't believe that this was actually happening, I mean, it looked more like a dream, like all the dreams I've been having with Sam Puckett since our first kiss, since I started having feelings for her.

I can't even find words to describe how is the feeling of having the love of your life in your arms, you really have to feel it to know what I'm talking about. But my fear was when this moment would end.

Well, first of all, I didn't want this moment to end at all, and second, I was wondering what would be Sam's reaction.

I can tell that the moment will be really awkward, and I'm pretty sure I won't have any idea of what to do or say, but I'm not going to think about that for now, I'll just enjoy the moment while it lasts.

We slow danced for a long time, but then the song ended. And then my earlier thoughts came back to my mind, and I realized that I was completely right, I had no idea of what I should do, so I just waited.

And I think she didn't know what to do either, 'cuz she didn't move, but I don't have anything to complain about –if you don't count the fact that for me, the moment was over too soon-, in my opinion, we could stay like that for the whole night.

But then, she slowly pulled away, and stared at me, those crystal blue eyes, the most beautiful eyes in the face of earth, staring right at mine, and I stared back.

And again, I was right, the moment was really awkward, but I didn't release my grasp from around her waist, and she didn't remove her arms from around my neck. And then, as I looked at her lips, her perfect and soft lips, I felt the sudden urge to kiss them.

What am I thinking? I mean, if I kissed her, she'd probably beat the fudge out of me, and that wouldn't be pretty at all. But still, I couldn't resist to her…

C'mon, just kiss her…

Should I? It's what I've dreaming with since our first kiss, but what would be her reaction? Would she push me away when she realized I was leaning in?

Or she would let it happen for just about one or two seconds, and then she would push me away and kick me in places that no guy would like to be kicked, then leave the Groovy Smoothie and never look at my face ever again?

Or she would kiss me back?

The two first ones make more sense, and that's probably what will happen, even if the one I really want to happen is the last one.

Then, should I risk kissing her? The doubt was still in my head, but I think one part of my mind had already made the decision

I felt myself slowly leaning in, and surprisingly, she did the same, until our lips locked.

Author's Note: I have to admit that I loved writing this chapter... :)

Well, you already know what to do next right? And no, it doesn't involve canadian bacon! Review! (pwetty please?)

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