Post by youaremysunshine on Apr 6, 2009 6:09:22 GMT -7
Author's NoteHey so this is my first fanfic. I hope you guys like it 
I DO NOT OWN ICARLY
KNOCK KNOCK. "Come in!" Carly screamed, not looking up from her magazine. Sure enough, Freddie Benson walked into her house, dressed in his usual polo, jeans, and vans.
"Hello Carlo." He laughed and sat next to her.
Carly smiled. "Uh F-Freddie, can I talk to you about something?" She asked nervously.
"Uh yeah anything Carly." He responded, not sure what she would say.
"Well, there's this guy I uh like. And I'm pretty sure he uh likes me back." He said, biting her bottom lip.
Freddie perked up. It has to be me "Well uh, what does he do to prove that you think he likes you?"
"Well uh he can be realllllly uncool at times, but I actually find that cute. And my friend, Sa-" She paused. "Sally, always gets mad at him. And I uh get kinda mad and stuff, y'know?"
Freddie was lost in her eyes after she almost said Sam. Holy freakin crap she digs me.
"Uh Freddie?" Carly said.
"I love you too, Carly." Freddie responded, dreamily.
At that moment Sam walked in. "WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" She said, sitting down in the little space between Carly and Freddie, pushing Freddie down on his side.
"HEY!" Freddie screamed, pushing her back.
"You dont want to go that far Dorkwad." She laughed as Spencer entered the room. He was carrying a spatula and a purple plate.
"Whats that for?" Freddie asked, standing up.
"Its for his new project. Hes doing something with a burger diner." Carly responded.
Sam leaned over to Carly. "Hey you uh mind uhm leaving the room. I kinda have to talk to Freddie." She whispered.
"Oh, of course. Oh and thank you so much." Carly replied, hugging Sam.
"Uhm you're welcome," Sam returned the hug. "What did I do, again?"
"I took your advice, AND FREDDIE LIKES ME BACK!" She said, a little too loud.
Freddie looked at Carly, smiling. Sam froze, staring at Carly. "Whoa whoa, wait. You liked him! B-but you uh." Sam said, trying to choke out the words.
"Yeah! Ill tell you about it later!" Carly yelled, getting up and following Spencer into his room.
Sam walked over to Freddie, taking a seat in on the red stool next to him. "So uh you and Carly going out?" She asked nervously.
"No, I think she was just joking anyways. She must want something. Maybe a kiss, so all the girls at school can be jealous." Freddie smiled.
"Wow you are a dorkwad." Sam whispered. "But I uh know what I want." She scooted the chair closer to him
Freddie looked confused as Sam moved more near him. "This is a trap isnt it?" He asked, feeling the sudden urge to move closer to Sam. Hold up there Fred, you dont like Sam....or wait. NO! You dont. You only like Car...Sam.
"No it isnt a trap. And I have something to tell you." Sam winked, trying to sound flirty.
Freddie raised his eyebrows and his eyes widened. "Well uhm okay, tell me."
"I want to tell you that....that I-" Sam paused.
"I love you too, Sam." Freddie smiled and moved the chair so he was facing her. "And I dont know what got into me. Why could I like Carly? Shes so peppy and girly, I like the rebels."
Sam's jaw fell to the floor. Freddie Benson liking Samantha Puckett. Doesnt sound right, but I can live with it. "I..I do love you!"
Freddie smiled and grabbed Sam's cheeks, bringing her in to a warm kiss. When he pulled away, he said, "This time, that kiss wasn't just to see what if felt like."
Sam smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in for another kiss.
Two people jumped up at the same time. Oh my god, they thought at the same time. That person likes me??
They jumped out of bed and each changed very fast. They each grabbed their cellphones and ran. 'Meet me at the Groovy Smoothie.' They texted each other, already halfway to the Groovy Smoothie. When they reached there, figures it wasnt open. Sam was there first, waiting around in the cold, shivering. She was in such a hurry she didnt get a jacket. Freddie arrived second, wearing his leather jacket.
"Hey." She said as he walked up. She was smiling so hard that her face hurt. "You got my text?"
"No I didnt get your text, I just decided to come out to the Groovy Smoothie when it was not even OPEN and stand in the freezing wind."
Sam laughed and scooted closer to him. Close enough to the dream
Freddie smiled and scooted closer to her. "Well uh since uh maybe that were both cold we should uh sit close to each other?" Freddie suggested, sitting down on the floor.
Sam nearly slapped him. "Whats your problem dorkwad? As if I want to 'cuddle' with you. But, Ill do it. Just to uh keep warm." She sat down next to him, first leaning her head on his shoulder, then burying her head into his chest. "J-just to keep warm, mkay? But if you tell ANYONE-"
"I know, I know. And uh yeah just to keep warm." He grabbed her waist and pulled her on top of his lap, you know, just to keep warm.
"Okay Fredork, I had a dream."
"Uh me too, and I think I should tell you about it." He responded. "But you first."
"No uh, you."
"No you"
"Fine the same time," Sam responded, knowing the idea was stupid.
"Fine." He responded.
"IN MY DREAM WE LIKED EACH OTHER." They told each other at the same time. Both of their eyes widened.
"Y'know, Carly's gonna be mad, but I actually think I am in love with a Sam Puckett." Freddie smiled.
Just like the dream, Sam thought, smiling. "And I KNOW I love a Freddie Benson." She smiled, grabbing his shirt's collar, and pulled him closer. He was so close that their noses were touching.
Freddie felt the urge to just grab her face and start making out with her, but he knew he shouldnt. So instead, he held onto her chin and touched her lips slightly.
When he pulled away, Sam said, "You can do better than that." And she pulled him in, kissing him for a long time.
"And I know you can do better than that." He laughed, bringing her in, he was going for the making out the time. Right when he touched her lips, Carly ran over to them.
"Sorry I'm late guys," She was looking in her purse.
"W-what?" Freddie said, staying completely still, but pulling away from Sam.
"Uh you both texted me asking to meet at the Groovy Smoo-" She looked down at them. "GROOVY SMOOTCHIE???" She screamed. "Whats going on down here?"
"Carly I uh well." Freddie started.
Carly felt tears running down her face, because well there was tears running down her face. "Freddie Benson." She started. "You loved me, and I actually loved you back. But since you didnt know, you went for my best friend." Carly looked at Sam. "Congratulations." She ran off, sobbing.
Sam looked at Freddie. "I feel so horrible." She sighed.
"I know me to-" He paused, smiling.
"OKAY IF YOU DONT FEEL AT LEAST UPSET, THIS AINT GONNA WORK." She pointed at her lips then his.
"I know I know, I do feel sad. I just have an idea."
"WHAT IS IT FREDO....FREDDIE." If she loved him now, she had to treat him with respect, and thats something she could risk.
"Im sure Carly remembers my little friend, Shane?" Freddie smirked.
"Oh Im sure she does." Sam smiled. "Brilliant idea, babe." She leaned in for another kiss, pushing him to the ground as she did.
TO BE CONTINUED
I DO NOT OWN ICARLY
KNOCK KNOCK. "Come in!" Carly screamed, not looking up from her magazine. Sure enough, Freddie Benson walked into her house, dressed in his usual polo, jeans, and vans.
"Hello Carlo." He laughed and sat next to her.
Carly smiled. "Uh F-Freddie, can I talk to you about something?" She asked nervously.
"Uh yeah anything Carly." He responded, not sure what she would say.
"Well, there's this guy I uh like. And I'm pretty sure he uh likes me back." He said, biting her bottom lip.
Freddie perked up. It has to be me "Well uh, what does he do to prove that you think he likes you?"
"Well uh he can be realllllly uncool at times, but I actually find that cute. And my friend, Sa-" She paused. "Sally, always gets mad at him. And I uh get kinda mad and stuff, y'know?"
Freddie was lost in her eyes after she almost said Sam. Holy freakin crap she digs me.
"Uh Freddie?" Carly said.
"I love you too, Carly." Freddie responded, dreamily.
At that moment Sam walked in. "WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" She said, sitting down in the little space between Carly and Freddie, pushing Freddie down on his side.
"HEY!" Freddie screamed, pushing her back.
"You dont want to go that far Dorkwad." She laughed as Spencer entered the room. He was carrying a spatula and a purple plate.
"Whats that for?" Freddie asked, standing up.
"Its for his new project. Hes doing something with a burger diner." Carly responded.
Sam leaned over to Carly. "Hey you uh mind uhm leaving the room. I kinda have to talk to Freddie." She whispered.
"Oh, of course. Oh and thank you so much." Carly replied, hugging Sam.
"Uhm you're welcome," Sam returned the hug. "What did I do, again?"
"I took your advice, AND FREDDIE LIKES ME BACK!" She said, a little too loud.
Freddie looked at Carly, smiling. Sam froze, staring at Carly. "Whoa whoa, wait. You liked him! B-but you uh." Sam said, trying to choke out the words.
"Yeah! Ill tell you about it later!" Carly yelled, getting up and following Spencer into his room.
Sam walked over to Freddie, taking a seat in on the red stool next to him. "So uh you and Carly going out?" She asked nervously.
"No, I think she was just joking anyways. She must want something. Maybe a kiss, so all the girls at school can be jealous." Freddie smiled.
"Wow you are a dorkwad." Sam whispered. "But I uh know what I want." She scooted the chair closer to him
Freddie looked confused as Sam moved more near him. "This is a trap isnt it?" He asked, feeling the sudden urge to move closer to Sam. Hold up there Fred, you dont like Sam....or wait. NO! You dont. You only like Car...Sam.
"No it isnt a trap. And I have something to tell you." Sam winked, trying to sound flirty.
Freddie raised his eyebrows and his eyes widened. "Well uhm okay, tell me."
"I want to tell you that....that I-" Sam paused.
"I love you too, Sam." Freddie smiled and moved the chair so he was facing her. "And I dont know what got into me. Why could I like Carly? Shes so peppy and girly, I like the rebels."
Sam's jaw fell to the floor. Freddie Benson liking Samantha Puckett. Doesnt sound right, but I can live with it. "I..I do love you!"
Freddie smiled and grabbed Sam's cheeks, bringing her in to a warm kiss. When he pulled away, he said, "This time, that kiss wasn't just to see what if felt like."
Sam smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in for another kiss.
Two people jumped up at the same time. Oh my god, they thought at the same time. That person likes me??
They jumped out of bed and each changed very fast. They each grabbed their cellphones and ran. 'Meet me at the Groovy Smoothie.' They texted each other, already halfway to the Groovy Smoothie. When they reached there, figures it wasnt open. Sam was there first, waiting around in the cold, shivering. She was in such a hurry she didnt get a jacket. Freddie arrived second, wearing his leather jacket.
"Hey." She said as he walked up. She was smiling so hard that her face hurt. "You got my text?"
"No I didnt get your text, I just decided to come out to the Groovy Smoothie when it was not even OPEN and stand in the freezing wind."
Sam laughed and scooted closer to him. Close enough to the dream
Freddie smiled and scooted closer to her. "Well uh since uh maybe that were both cold we should uh sit close to each other?" Freddie suggested, sitting down on the floor.
Sam nearly slapped him. "Whats your problem dorkwad? As if I want to 'cuddle' with you. But, Ill do it. Just to uh keep warm." She sat down next to him, first leaning her head on his shoulder, then burying her head into his chest. "J-just to keep warm, mkay? But if you tell ANYONE-"
"I know, I know. And uh yeah just to keep warm." He grabbed her waist and pulled her on top of his lap, you know, just to keep warm.
"Okay Fredork, I had a dream."
"Uh me too, and I think I should tell you about it." He responded. "But you first."
"No uh, you."
"No you"
"Fine the same time," Sam responded, knowing the idea was stupid.
"Fine." He responded.
"IN MY DREAM WE LIKED EACH OTHER." They told each other at the same time. Both of their eyes widened.
"Y'know, Carly's gonna be mad, but I actually think I am in love with a Sam Puckett." Freddie smiled.
Just like the dream, Sam thought, smiling. "And I KNOW I love a Freddie Benson." She smiled, grabbing his shirt's collar, and pulled him closer. He was so close that their noses were touching.
Freddie felt the urge to just grab her face and start making out with her, but he knew he shouldnt. So instead, he held onto her chin and touched her lips slightly.
When he pulled away, Sam said, "You can do better than that." And she pulled him in, kissing him for a long time.
"And I know you can do better than that." He laughed, bringing her in, he was going for the making out the time. Right when he touched her lips, Carly ran over to them.
"Sorry I'm late guys," She was looking in her purse.
"W-what?" Freddie said, staying completely still, but pulling away from Sam.
"Uh you both texted me asking to meet at the Groovy Smoo-" She looked down at them. "GROOVY SMOOTCHIE???" She screamed. "Whats going on down here?"
"Carly I uh well." Freddie started.
Carly felt tears running down her face, because well there was tears running down her face. "Freddie Benson." She started. "You loved me, and I actually loved you back. But since you didnt know, you went for my best friend." Carly looked at Sam. "Congratulations." She ran off, sobbing.
Sam looked at Freddie. "I feel so horrible." She sighed.
"I know me to-" He paused, smiling.
"OKAY IF YOU DONT FEEL AT LEAST UPSET, THIS AINT GONNA WORK." She pointed at her lips then his.
"I know I know, I do feel sad. I just have an idea."
"WHAT IS IT FREDO....FREDDIE." If she loved him now, she had to treat him with respect, and thats something she could risk.
"Im sure Carly remembers my little friend, Shane?" Freddie smirked.
"Oh Im sure she does." Sam smiled. "Brilliant idea, babe." She leaned in for another kiss, pushing him to the ground as she did.
TO BE CONTINUED