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Chapter 6

Normal POV

Freddie

Freddie stepped out in the hallway and closed the Shay's apartment door right behind him. He could tell Carly was lying about Sam leaving, because, well, she was an extremely bad liar. And that was exactly why he asked her to tell Sam what he said, because if Sam was still in the apartment, she'd be for sure trying to hear their conversation. And even if she wasn't eavesdropping, Carly would tell her what he said later.

But instead of going home like he should do, he turned right in the hallway and kept on walking, until he reached a really special place for him. The fire escape. He just stood there as the memories rushed before his eyes. He remember being bumped about not kissing anyone for days, sitting on that fire escape, not even talking to his own mother. He just really didn't want to see or talk to anyone. Until…

It was January 3rd. He'd sure never forget that date, and what happened between he and Sam that night. He had decided to watch iCarly that night, even though he wouldn't be on the show, and he was curious to know how the two girls would manage to do the show without him.

The show had started off normally, even though it was clear they were using the B-Cam, since there was no one to hold the A-Cam. They announced the Meatball War, but before they started it, Sam said she wanted to say something. She stepped in front of Carly and… well, here's what she said:

"On the last iCarly I told you guys that Freddie had never kissed anyone. That was really personal, and I shouldn't have said it on the show. And for you people out there who have been teasing Freddie about it, lay off! Because I bet a whole lot of you haven't kissed anyone either… including me. Yeah, that's right, I've never kissed anyone. So if you wanna tease someone about it, tease me… which is a bad idea unless you live near a hospital!"

Freddie stared shocked at the screen right in front of him as a picture of a man with shrimp on his nose popped up on the screen.

He could not believe what he had just heard. Sam had lied to the whole world that she had never kissed anyone just to make people stop teasing him. He couldn't believe it, but it was true. The only thing he didn't know was that soon the blonde would come out in that fire escape, and that would lead him to both have his first kiss and fall in love with his worst enemy.

Freddie smiled as he went back to reality and sat down on the metal staircase, and then just sat there, lost in thought as he stared ahead at the Seattle night. He hoped Sam would go talk to him, and then he'd tell her the truth. All of it. He knew he'd be risking absolutely everything, but he also knew that he had to.

He knew Sam was confused right now. He could see it in her face at the Groovy Smoothie right before she left hurriedly. He needed to tell her how he felt about her, and then, he'd let her make her decision. He wouldn't try to push her into anything, he'd let her decide what she'd do, even though Freddie feared that her decision might possibly be not looking at him in the face anymore. But if that was what she wanted, he'd have to accept it, no matter how much it hurt him.

Sam

Sam was feeling extremely conflicted. She was still trying to understand what had happened back there at the Groovy Smoothie. The only thing that was clear to her was that Freddie had kissed her, but why did he do that? And why did Sam like it? None of that made sense to her. Sure, she and Freddie had kissed once, but it was just to get that first kiss thing over with, right? It didn't mean anything more than that to both of them, right? Well, even though Sam didn't want to admit it, it did mean a lot more, and not only to Freddie.

But as always, Sam was too stubborn to admit that.

Back to her thoughts, the possibility of Freddie liking her didn't leave her mind, but she couldn't believe that. It didn't make sense for him to like her. She was always making his life a living hell, always hurting him both physically and emotionally, so how could he like her? It was most likely for him to hate her, but if he really hated her, why would he kiss her?

She decided to drop that line of thought, because the more she thought about it, the more confused she got and the less sense it all made.

And then she focused her attention on the other trail of thought that was bothering her that night… the reason why she enjoyed that kiss so much and what she felt during it.

She couldn't deny that she had felt something during their first kiss, something she couldn't explain, like electricity bolts running through her nerves and butterflies in her stomach as she held back the urge to deepen the kiss, but she had thought she had felt that way because it was her first kiss. But now, how could she explain the fact that she felt all that and even more during the kiss she shared with Freddie that night?

Her thoughts were wandering to a dangerous direction as she started thinking about how she really felt about Freddie. She didn't hate him like she had always claimed to. In fact, she had never actually hated him, she just thought he was a huge dork. And also, it annoyed Sam that Freddie would always be hitting on Carly, but Sam had never really had a solid reason to be annoyed about that… it just… well, made her angry.

Maybe it was because all the guys were interested on Carly and never on her but… then why didn't she get angry with all the guys that went out with Carly? That just didn't make sense…

"Sam? Are you even listening to me?" Carly's voice interrupted Sam's trail of thought. She looked up abruptly, only to find Carly staring at her with an annoyed expression on her face.

"Oh, sorry, Carly. What did you say?" Sam said, still not totally paying attention to Carly.

"I said that I'm gonna take a shower and go to bed" Carly said, clearly annoyed that Sam hadn't been listening to her.

"Oh, okay then... I'll be up there in a minute." Sam replied, wondering for how much time she had been lost in thought.

"Okay" Carly replied, before standing up from the couch and making her way up the stairs to the second floor.

Sam sighed. She then started thinking about what Freddie had told Carly. That he needed to clear things up with her… but how'd he do that? What would he say? Sam was extremely curious to know that, but she was also extremely hesitant about talking to him. She didn't know what he'd say, and depending on what that was, it could make her even more confused about how she felt than she already was.

But still, she wanted to go talk to him, it was the only way she'd understand what happened that night. Even though she was kind of afraid of what she might hear.

Sam shook her head. She had made a decision. She'd go talk to him, and she'd do it now.

So then, she stood up from the staircase and walked to the front door. As silently as she could manage to, she unlocked and opened the front door. When she was out in the hallway, she closed the door behind her slowly, and then looked over to the end of the hall a few steps ahead. She walked down the hall and then finally got to where she had guessed Freddie would be. She knew that whenever Freddie had something bothering him, he wasn't able to sleep, so he might be still awake. Well, at least she hoped so.

And she had guessed right, because sitting out there on the fire escape, staring ahead of him and apparently lost in thought, was Freddie. He didn't notice Sam standing in the hallway, and as soon as Sam spotted him, the memories she had been trying to avoid for the past whole year came back rushing into her mind…

Sam walked out of the iCarly studio carrying a bowl filled with meatballs right after she had told the whole world her own secret to make people stop teasing Freddie. She was still shocked about what she had done, but she was glad that she had done it. She walked down the stairs and out of the Shays' apartment as she chewed her meatballs hungrily. Carly had told her Freddie had stayed out in the fire escape for the past whole week, so that was where she was headed.

When she got there, she laid the almost empty bowl on the floor by the hallway wall, and then stared at the two remaining meatballs in it. She stuffed one of them into her mouth, and got the other one in her hand. She looked down at it and then decided to take it with her for later, so she put it inside her pocket, and then after taking a deep breath, she walked up to the fire escape window and knocked lightly on the glass.

Freddie turned around a bit on the chair he was sitting on and his eyes met Sam's. He then gestured for her to join him out in the fire escape, and Sam felt extremely relieved that he had done that. She had thought that maybe he wouldn't even want to look at her.

"What's up?" She asked as she sat down on the window edge.

"Nothing" Freddie answered, and then stood up from the chair. He walked up to his PearPod, which was playing the song Running Away by AM, as Sam recognized. Freddie lowered the volume of the music, a clear and good sign that meant he'd talk to her. Not wanting to let an awkward silence happen, but not really knowing what to say to avoid it, she did the first thing that came into her mind.

"Meatball?" Sam offered, holding her hand out, the meatball that had been in her pocket now resting on her palm.

"No… thanks?" Freddie said awkwardly, and Sam shrugged, then throwing the meatball over the fire escape edge, not feeling like eating it later anymore, even though she felt bad for the little meatball for falling eight stories to land on the concrete down there…

"That was really brave, what you said" Freddie said, and Sam was a bit taken back. She didn't think Freddie would watch the show that night, even though he probably didn't have anything better to do sitting alone there in the fire escape.

"You heard?" Sam asked, and Freddie held up his laptop.

"You didn't think I'd miss iCarly" Freddie said, smiling, and Sam chuckled. Freddie then sat down on the metal staircase and there was a silent moment between the two.

Sam knew it was now or never, so she breathed in slowly, and then finally said what she was there to say, even though it was really rare for someone to hear Sam Puckett apologizing to anyone.

"I'm sorry... About telling people you've never kissed anyone" She said, and Freddie nodded, accepting her apology, but then she decided that as she was already there, Freddie deserved more than just one apology, so she went on "And about putting blue cheese dressing in your shampoo bottle. And about sending your cell phone to Cambodia" By the time Sam said that, Freddie was chuckling at those memories "Everything, okay?" She said, deciding that if she said every bad thing she ever did to him, they'd have to stay up all night, so she decided to summarize it all, and then waited.

"So this means you're not gonna mess with me anymore?" Freddie asked, and the fact that he could possibly consider that possibility really amused her.

"No, I'm still gonna mess with you! I'm just gonna apologize every few years so I can start fresh again" Sam said, expecting Freddie to frown or something like that, but instead, he said something she wasn't expecting him to.

"Good" He said.

"Good?" Sam asked, confused. How could he think the fact that she was still going to pick on him every single day was good?

"Yeah, it'd be too weird if you didn't make my life miserable all the time" He said, and Sam thought it was quite funny, but it kind of made sense… in a weird way…

"But, you know, maybe you could pull back just a little bit…" Freddie said a bit hesitantly, and Sam didn't think twice before responding to that.

"I don't think so"

"Yeah, I didn't either" He seemed to have been expecting that answer from her.

Sam couldn't believe that all that had happened only because of people being paranoid about this whole first kiss thing. It was so ridiculous how people would get so worried about it…

"It's so dumb" Sam said out loud, and just then realized what she had done.

"What do you mean?" Freddie asked, confused.

"You know, how people get all… freaked out over their first kiss. It's stupid" Sam explained.

"So you weren't lying? You've really never kissed anyone?" Freddie asked, and Sam saw absolutely no point in lying to him, so…

"Nope" She said, and looked away from him. "Sometimes I just… wish I could get it… out of the way" She admitted.

"Yeah, I know, me too" He agreed.

"Right? You know, so I could just stop worrying about it" Sam said, and she liked that for once she and Freddie were actually talking like friends, and Freddie was probably the only person she could talk to about this 'first kiss' thing. It was weird, but it felt… nice.

"Yeah…" Freddie said lowly, and then seemed to space out for a second. He then chuckled at something he had probably thought about, which made Sam curious.

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing, it's…" Freddie tried to make her drop it, but that just made Sam even more curious to know what it was.

"Tell me!" She insisted, and an idea of what it could be crossed her mind, but she wasn't sure if it was really that…

"Nah, it's dumb…" He kept on denying to tell her, and even if Sam thought she knew what he had thought, she kept insisting.

"Say it!"

"Okay! I was just gonna say…" Freddie started, but it seemed that the words were caught in his throat, and Sam decided to risk and complete his sentence.

"That we should kiss?" She said, and Freddie suddenly tensed up.

"You're gonna break my arm now, right?" He said, and even she wouldn't believe it herself… she didn't feel like hurting him because of that. She actually thought it wasn't such a bad idea…

"No" She said, and Freddie relaxed a bit.

"So… should we? Just so both of us could get it over with?" Freddie asked, and Sam sighed, thinking. It really wasn't such a bad idea…

"Just to get it over with?" She asked, but it sounded more like a statement.

"Just to get it over with" Freddie agreed.

"And you swear we'll both go right back to hating each other as soon as it's over?" Sam asked as she moved to the right, sitting closer to where Freddie was sitting.

"Totally. And we'll never tell anyone" Freddie said, and Sam agreed.

"Never" She said, and then… silence. They just stared at each other for a moment, and Sam waited for Freddie to make the first move, but it was clear that he was extremely nervous, so she decided speak up.

"Well… lean!" She said, and that did it, because the next thing she knew was that Freddie had leaned forward, and she did the same, until their lips met.

Sam was extremely shocked by how the kiss felt, and she kept her eyes open. It was like electricity was shot through her veins and nerves. There was a feeling in her stomach she couldn't quite understand, and she felt an urge to deepen the kiss, but she held herself still, because she was afraid of what she might do if she didn't. But when the shock finally wore off and she closed her eyes, Freddie pulled away. Even though she didn't want to admit, she kind of wanted it to have lasted longer.

And then, the awkwardness filled the air. They both didn't know what to do or say, and Sam decided that was her cue to leave, so she stood up.

"Well, that was…uh…" Freddie started to say awkwardly, but it seemed like he couldn't find the right word to end that sentence with.

"Nice?" Sam said, and it sounded more like a question, since she wasn't sure about what to say either.

"Yeah, nice…uhm…" The moment was becoming even more awkward at each second that passed by, and Sam then decided to try to break the tension a bit, but with no success.

"Good… work" She said

"Thank you, you too" Freddie replied, but the awkwardness was still there.

Sam then turned around, noticing that the moment was too awkward for a conversation to actually go on, and started to leave. But when she reached the hallway, Freddie called out after her.

"Hey!" He said, and she turned around.

"I hate you" He said smiling, and she smiled as well.

"Hate you too" She replied, and then left.

Back to reality, Sam was smiling to herself because of that memory. Things between the two changed that night, even though she didn't want to admit it. She shook her head. No, nothing changed between the two that night…

Oh, who was she kidding? Of course things changed between them! But they were just close friends now, right? No chance of becoming anything more than that, right?

Trying to drop those thoughts, she looked over to Freddie and took a deep breath. With a huge feeling of dejávu, she knocked on the glass of the fire escape window. Freddie then turned around, and their eyes met.

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