Okay guys, you're welcome to hate me as much as you like, but you need to hear the excuse as to why I've taken so long to update! It's just one word that sums up everything: School. I went back in January and it is finally half term where I get a week off, so now that I don't have to worry with any pieces of homework due in until another week, I decided to write this! I'm sorry it's taken so long to update! I hope you didn't think I had given up on this fanfiction - which I haven't, no matter how long I may take to update - but I haven't watched an iCarly episode since November when the final one aired because I don't have Nickelodeon anymore :( Anyway, thanks to Mel who reviewed on fanfiction a while ago to give me this idea!

~Charlotte~

Day 75 of 100 Days of Seddie Challenge: Truth or Dare

Carly POV

Sam and Freddie were coming round my apartment to have a sleepover with me. Spencer was out of town visiting our granddad and I didn't want to stay home by myself so I invited them both to stay the night. Mrs Benson didn't know Freddie was staying over but he wasn't planning on telling her or her finding out herself because she was working on a nightshift. Another reason why I actually wanted them both round was because I wanted to play truth or date with them both. There was something going on between them and I wasn't sure if even they were aware anything was going on, but I needed to figure it out.

All I know is that they like each other.

I'm okay with that, I'm more than okay with that! I always knew, deep down, that Freddie would get over his crush on me and realise that it was nothing more than just a stupid, four year (give or take) crush on me. I was going to use the sleepover to get out the truth that they both need to become aware of, and I knew the perfect sleepover game: truth or dare.

Sam arrived at my house first, armed with popcorn and various other snacks which were mainly meat related.

"Hey, is Freddie here yet?" she asked when I opened the door. She looked a little flustered and nervous when she asked the question and I just looked at her knowingly.

"Nope, he texted saying he's be a few more minutes until he's ready to come over. Here, let me take those." I took the items that were in Sam's arms and took them to the kitchen. She sat down on our couch, making herself at home.

"I think this is going to be a really fun sleepover," I said as I sat down next to her.

"How comes?" she asked.

"No reason, just that it's always fun when my best friends come over and now that you guys are staying the night it'll be even more fun." Oh, and I'm trying to get you and Freddie together.

She just shrugged and made a noise that translated that she agreed.

A few minutes later Freddie knocked on the door and I went to answer it after Sam reluctantly moved her feet that were resting on the coffee table to let me pass.

"Hey Freddie," I said, opening the door wider to let him in.

He was carrying a sleeping bag and two extra pillows that I asked him to bring over. They weren't really needed, but I guessed that Sam would actually like to have one of his pillows instead.

"Hey Carly," he said as he stepped in. I took the pillows from him and he put the sleeping bag on the floor beside the door. "Sup, Sam."

"Yo, Fredward," Sam replied without looking away from the TV that was showing an episode of Celebrities Underwater. "Dang it, why do none of these celebrities drown?"

I gave her a look that said 'Oh...kay...' and put the pillows I was holding upstairs. When I returned from putting them in my room I came back downstairs again to see that the frenemies were wrestling each other.

"Guys, what is going on?!" I said running down the remainder of the stairs.

"I was trying to get past but she wouldn't move her stupid legs!" Freddie said while struggling under the weight of Sam. "And then she tackled me!"

"Sam, let go of Freddie, now!" I said trying not to get too involved or she'd get me into the fight. She carried on wrestling him so I put on my most stern voice. "Now, Sam!"

She groaned and finally let go. "Urgh, fine!"

Freddie was struggling for breath when she eventually let him free. "She could've killed me!"

"Stop overreacting," she said.

"Urgh!" Freddie said and stormed away to the kitchen.

"Sam, be nice," I warned her.

"Whatever." Shrugging me off, she carried on watching Celebrities Underwater.

After about half an hour of an awkward silence between the three of us caused by the wrestling match, I decided that it was late enough for us to set up our sleepover in the iCarly studio.

"Come on guys, let's set up our sleeping bags," I said standing up. I started to go upstairs and when they thought I was already gone, I heard Sam begin to speak.

"Help me up," she said.

"No, why should I?" Freddie said.

"Because I said so," she replied. I peaked round the corner of the stairs to see that her arms were extended so that Freddie could take her hands.

He stared – no, glared – at her for a while, sighed and then took hold of her hands and gently pulled her up. I don't know if they noticed it or not, but they both held onto each other's hands longer than was really necessary.

Before they could see me, I silently ran up the rest of the stairs so that they wouldn't cast me looking at them. On the way up to the iCarly studio I grabbed the pillows and my duvet to bring up to the third floor with me. I met Sam and Freddie inside of the iCarly studio, Freddie holding the sleeping bag that he had downstairs.

We set up the sleeping bags and duvets so that we were in a small circle and it looked really comfortable. Sam lay down on top of Freddie's sleeping bag and they started to argue about it, but in the end Freddie gave up on trying to argue with her.

We spent the first half of the night watching a few of our favourite movies and Sam and Freddie flicking half of the bowl of popcorn at each other so that there was a huge mess on the floor around them both. When they finally stopped throwing popcorn, Sam lied down in Freddie's sleeping bag with her head resting on his pillow looking tired. Out of the corner of my eye I swear that I had seen her breath in the scent of his pillow and have a small smile on her face. This was cute but I couldn't have her fall asleep without playing truth or dare.

When the movie ended I turned off the TV and faced the both of them. It was time to introduce the main event in the slumber party.

"Let's play truth or dare!" I piped up.

"But we already know all of the truth about each of us," Freddie said.

"Yeah, Carls, there isn't much we could do with that game," Sam said.

"Oh come on guys," I pleaded, "It'll be fun! We haven't played it in forever!"

"Urgh, fine," Sam said, "but you have to ask us first."

"Okay..." I decided to start off a little easy so that they wouldn't become scared of the idea. "Sam, truth or dare?"

"Truth," she said sleepily.

"What was the first memory of you ever committing a felony?"

"Let's see...Urm, I was six and I stole a lolly pop for a supermarket," she said.

"You were only six?" Freddie asked, his eyes showing a mixture of awe and disbelief.

"Yeah, and you were six when you were still in diapers so shut up," she retorted.

I shook my head at the bickering and carried on before Freddie could say something back. "Freddie, truth or dare?"

"Urm...truth," he said slowly.

"Do you have a crush on anyone at the moment?"

He looked worried and asked, "Do I have to give a name?"

I said "no" while Sam said "yes".

"Carly's the game-maker so I'm going with whatever she says," he said to Sam. Sam ignored him and took a piece of popcorn from what was left in the bowl. "Yes, but I'm not saying on who."

"It's obviously on Carly so you might as well say it," Sam said.

"It's not on Carly, though," Freddie said nearly inaudibly. Sam didn't seem to hear it but I did.

"Okay, so someone has to ask me one now," I said.

"Fine," Sam said. "Truth or dare?"

"Hmm...Dare?" I said it like a question.

"Okay," Sam said with an evil grin on her face. "I dare you to call up Freddie's mom and tell her that Freddie's in hospital with cramps."

"Cramps?" Freddie asked.

"She'll overreact, like always," she replied.

I agreed to do it and called her up. I told her what Sam told me to say and put it on loudspeaker as she overacted to the news. She practically screamed and Sam was laughing more than I had ever heard her laugh. I could see a smirk on Freddie's face as he saw Sam rolling around laughing and I was trying to hold in the laugh that was threatening to burst out while still on the phone to Mrs Benson.

Finally I got off the phone to Mrs Benson when she stopped freaking out and actually went to the hospital. She would realise it was only a prank when she got there and Freddie wasn't there. At last it got back to me and I was able to ask the question that I needed to ask Freddie when he asked for a dare. Luckily, after Freddie had to answer a truth to Sam that I would rather not repeat, he chose a dare after that incident.

"Okay..." A grin had started to creep on my face as I asked the question that I was most excited to say. If he chose me, though, everything would just crumble. He needed to get over his fear of things. "I dare you to...kiss the prettiest girl in the room, on the mouth." His eyes practically popped out of his skull when he heard my dare. He turned to look at Sam who put her head down so we couldn't see her expression.

Freddie looked at me with pleading eyes. It was either because he didn't want to kiss Sam or that he didn't want to do the dare at all. I gave him a look and a little nod towards Sam and he took a breath. As I expected him to, then looked over to Sam, lifted her head up carefully and planted a sweet and soft kiss on her unsuspecting lips. He pulled out of the kiss quickly and looked terrified. But Sam's reaction wasn't like either of us expected. While we both suspected she would have a huge hissy fit or freak out at the kiss, she did the opposite.

"Why'd you kiss me?" she asked quietly. Freddie looked at her with an even more scared expression than he had when he was expecting a full on shouting match from her. I expected that my face mirrored his. Sam's face, however, looked very innocent which was scarier than her angry face.

"Because...well...I don't like Carly anymore. I like..." he trailed off at the end hoping she would get the drift of what he was saying.

"Me?" she asked.

"Well, yeah. I did just kiss you," he said a little jokingly trying to get a better, more normal reaction from her.

After pondering the information in her head for a few minutes, Sam finally reacted. Just, again, not the way neither me nor Freddie had expected.

She basically pounced on him and kissed him.

My work here was done.

The night basically ended with Sam and Freddie coming to terms with them being a couple now (which included a lot of kissing and me leaving the room a lot to either go to the toilet or get more drinks/snacks that weren't necessary) and us all falling asleep, the new love birds more content than anyone I had ever seen.

I always knew there was something going on .Thank god they have me to help them realise it.

Pleaaaaase review! Let me know what you think! Is this suckish because I haven't written in a while, or is it bearable to read? Review and tell me! You never know, if I get any reviews I might update earlier next time! ;D And who is excited for Sam and Cat?! :O I know I am! Anyway, lemme know what you thought of this chapter!