Hey guys! Here with my next story, tori72663 story request #3! I believe that is the last one...too lazy to check! LOL
Disclaimer: No I do not own iCarly. If I did, the plots wouldn't revolve around Carly that much and Gibby would be a main character.
Note: Don't you guys think it's SO cute how Sam calls Freddie a "Momma's boy" and she calls HERSELF "Momma?" XD
What if....
.... After iSaved your life, Freddie went back to Sam and told her what happened and asked her out?
"So...you're breaking up with me?" Carly asked.
"Yes...I'm sorry Carly, it's just...I can't go out with you if I feel that you like me just because I saved your life. Maybe...maybe when this all blows over, we can...try it again," Freddie said, even though in his heart, he knew that wasn't going to happen. He wouldn't be getting a second chance with Carly.
"Ya...sure," Carly said.
"Hey...can I get a kiss? We never...finished before..."
Carly smiled. "Sure," she said. Then she closed in on Freddie and kissed him, softly.
Freddie kissed her back, but he was distracted. He just wasn't...into the kiss. What was with him? He was kissing the girl of his dreams!
This was her.
Her with her spunkiness, her beautiful eyes, her soft lips, her awesome blond hair-
Wait.
Blond hair?
"Oh, no."
"Freddie?" Carly asked, stepping away from him.
"Oh, um..thanks...I'll...see you later," Freddie mumbled. Using his crutches, he moved to the elevator and got on.
He thought. "Why did I think of Sam during that kiss?" he thought to himself. "Freddie, you HATE her, remember? You hate her and her hair, and her stupid ways of putting you down, and how you've always wanted a kiss from her ever since that day, and how-oh! This isn't fun. How can I have a crush on Sam?" Freddie groaned.
"Oh, what have I done?" he said aloud, as the elevator closed.
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Sam was walking into Bushwell Apartment when she saw Freddie come out of the elevator. She sighed. "Guess I better help the nub," she thought. Then, after an afterthought, she smiled. "Or, better yet, push him and leave him there so he won't be able to get up! Sweet...I think I'll do that! Hey, why does Freddicino look so upset? Oh.....wait...I think I got it. The bacon...." She sighed. "Guess I better go and cheer him up...wow, this is going to be fun!!!"
She walked up to Freddie. "So, Freddie, you break up with Carly?'
"How'd you know?"
"You're easy to read."
Freddie smirked, as if something was funny. "Not always, Puckett."
"Whatever. So, how'd Carly take it? She okay?'
"Yes...surprisingly okay...I think you were right about the bacon, Sam."
"Aren't I always?"
Freddie opened his mouth to say something, but Sam cut him off. "Don't say a word, Benson. You may be hurt, but that doesn't mean I'll take it easy on you!"
"Sorry..."
"Oh, grow a pair, Benson! Stand up for yourself! Don't be such a Momma's boy!"
"But you just said-"
"Forget what I just said! Momma's hungry! I need food."
"All right, but Sam...I just have something to say to you."
"What?"
"When I broke up with Carly, I asked for a kiss...like...a good bye kiss."
"Aw, does poor Fweddie weddie feel upset?" Sam said sarcastically. "I don't CARE!"
"Well, yes, but...how do you think I felt when she gave me that kiss?"
"Did you NOT just hear me say the words, 'I don't care', Benson?"
"Sam, please! I'm building up to something!"
"I agree! You're building up to you being beat up!"
"Sam! Come on!" Freddie groaned.
Sam rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. She rolled her head to the side and said, "Fine, Benson."
"Okay, so, when I kissed Carly, how do-"
"Ya ya, we finished that part already. I know your question. Let's see...happy that you were kissing the girl of your dreams? Upset that you were breaking up with her? Sad that you're such an annoying nub with no life?"
"Well, you would think that, but-hey, annoying nub with no life? What's that supposed to mean?"
Sam rolled her eyes again. "Do I have to spell it out for you? What I said was self explanatory!"
Freddie grimaced and mimicked Sam. "What I said was self explanatory-BLAH! You're making this so hard!"
"Please, Benson, like you have anywhere to go!"
"I have a lot of places to go!"
"Like where? The "Museum of Natural History?" The "Mausoleum"?
"Well, I'm just surprised that you even know the word mausoleum!"
The two ranted on, until Lewbert came in and yelled, "HEY!! YOU ROTTEN KIDS STOP YELLING IN MY LOBBY! NO YELLING IS ALLOWED! GET OUT!"
Both Freddie and Sam turned around.
"But you were just yelling," Freddie said.
"NO I WASN'T!" Lewbert yelled. "NOW GET OUT OF MY LOBBY! YOU'RE DISTURBING THE PEACE! AAAAHHH!"
"Okaaay, weirdo," Sam said.
Freddie and Sam both walked out.
"All right, now Sam, just listen!" Freddie said once they got outside.
"Fine, fine. Now get on with it! You're already boring me."
"Okay...well, when I kissed her-and just listen here," he rushed on, seeing Sam roll her eyes impatiently. "I wasn't thinking about...Carly, during that kiss."
"Um...so?"
"I was thinking about......you."
Sam looked up.
"What?"
Freddie gulped.
"You're going to kill me now, aren't you?"
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Sam stared at Freddie and took a step closer to him.
"Fredward Benson....what did you just say?" she growled.
"Um...I...was thinking of you during the um...." he gulped.
"And...what? Why did you need to feel the need to tell me this?"
"Because I kind of wanted to...I don't know...see if you felt the same way....or if you wanted to...-"
"Don't say it!" Sam said, but Freddie quickly said,
"See if you wanted to go out!" Freddie quickly squatted down and covered his face.
Sam pinched Freddie's ear and pulled him up. "Ow, ow ow ow ow!" Freddie yelled.
"Do you..expect me, to go out with you when you just went out with Carly?" she yelled at him.
"But, you even said that she didn't really like-"
"I DON'T CARE WHAT I SAID, BENSON! YOU ARE ASKING ME TO HURT CARLY!"
"Who....who says that she'll get hurt?" Freddie said, surprised by his own cockiness-and the fact that he was unafraid.
Well, scratch that. He was afraid.
Sam stared at Freddie in shock and then pushed him against the wall.
"FREDDIE, YOU BETTER GET THIS THROUGH YOUR THICK HEAD!" she said. Gritting her teeth, she leaned in close.
"I. Will. Never. Date. You. EVER. You hear?" she stared at Freddie, who had a dreamy expression on his face. "Freddie? DID YOU HEAR ME?"
And then Freddie did something that surprised both of them.
He kissed Sam.
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Freddie leaned back from the kiss. "Oh, no..." he thought. "What did I just do? Sam will KILL me!"
Sam looked at Freddie in shock. "Did you..."
"Sorry."
"Sorry? Sorry? That's all you can say, Benson?"
"Well...to be honest, I don't feel that sorry."
"Don't be cocky with me, Fredward! Take it back!"
"No," Freddie said, surprising himself. He braced himself for a bunch in the face, closing his eyes.
There wasn't a punch. Freddie opened one eye, only to see Sam staring at him in disbelief.
"You....why are you..explain, Benson.'
"I like you, Sam. It's simple as that."
Sam stared at Freddie and let him go.
"You...really like me."
"Yes, I do. I don't want to hurt Carly either, but she and I don't like each other like that. I realized that when we were a couple. I think that this was Carly's and mine's chance-"
"Yeah, and you broke up with her!"
"You didn't let me finish. I think that it was our chance to realize that we don't belong together."
"No."
"Come on, Sam! Don't say you don't feel it either!"
"I don-"
"Please! You convinced me to break up with Carly, you're always putting me down about her, it's obvious! Can't you see it?"
Sam looked down. For once, she was speechless.
"I...I just need..."
"Sam..."
"I can't deal with this right now!" Sam yelled suddenly. She turned and walked away, yelling as she walked, "I'll think about it!"
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EPILOGUE: (One Month Later)
Sam, Carly, and Freddie were sitting on the couch, Carly in the middle. Carly checked her watch.
"Oh, I gotta go!" she said, sitting up. "I have to tutor Guppy."
"Gibby's brother?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. He needs help in math, and Gibby is horrible at it, so I'm just helping him out."
"Oh, well, that's cool."
"Will you two be okay here together?"
"Yup."
"'Kay. Don't kill each other while I'm gone!"
"No promises!"
Carly smiled and left.
Sam stood up. "Okay, Benson, let's go!"
"For what?"
"Well, your offer!"
"What-to go on a date? But it's been a month!"
"Yeah."
"So-what-but-a MONTH!"
"Yup. Deal with it. This relationship will be hard."
"What?"
"Shut up, Freddie. We're going to Groovy Smoothie now!"
Sam walked out.
Freddie stayed on the couch, openmouthed.
Sam walked back in. "You coming, dork?" she said. She stuck her head back out.
Freddie slowly got up and walked out, closing the door behind him.
From down the hall, he heard Sam say, "I'm getting irritated, and you really should listen to me-I'm clearly the superior one in this relationship. Get here now!"
Freddie leaned against the door.
Smiling, he spoke out loud:
"Oh, what have I done?"
THE END! Hope you liked it!
Yay! Glee finale tomorrow! XD
Disclaimer: No I do not own iCarly. If I did, the plots wouldn't revolve around Carly that much and Gibby would be a main character.
Note: Don't you guys think it's SO cute how Sam calls Freddie a "Momma's boy" and she calls HERSELF "Momma?" XD
What if....
.... After iSaved your life, Freddie went back to Sam and told her what happened and asked her out?
"So...you're breaking up with me?" Carly asked.
"Yes...I'm sorry Carly, it's just...I can't go out with you if I feel that you like me just because I saved your life. Maybe...maybe when this all blows over, we can...try it again," Freddie said, even though in his heart, he knew that wasn't going to happen. He wouldn't be getting a second chance with Carly.
"Ya...sure," Carly said.
"Hey...can I get a kiss? We never...finished before..."
Carly smiled. "Sure," she said. Then she closed in on Freddie and kissed him, softly.
Freddie kissed her back, but he was distracted. He just wasn't...into the kiss. What was with him? He was kissing the girl of his dreams!
This was her.
Her with her spunkiness, her beautiful eyes, her soft lips, her awesome blond hair-
Wait.
Blond hair?
"Oh, no."
"Freddie?" Carly asked, stepping away from him.
"Oh, um..thanks...I'll...see you later," Freddie mumbled. Using his crutches, he moved to the elevator and got on.
He thought. "Why did I think of Sam during that kiss?" he thought to himself. "Freddie, you HATE her, remember? You hate her and her hair, and her stupid ways of putting you down, and how you've always wanted a kiss from her ever since that day, and how-oh! This isn't fun. How can I have a crush on Sam?" Freddie groaned.
"Oh, what have I done?" he said aloud, as the elevator closed.
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Sam was walking into Bushwell Apartment when she saw Freddie come out of the elevator. She sighed. "Guess I better help the nub," she thought. Then, after an afterthought, she smiled. "Or, better yet, push him and leave him there so he won't be able to get up! Sweet...I think I'll do that! Hey, why does Freddicino look so upset? Oh.....wait...I think I got it. The bacon...." She sighed. "Guess I better go and cheer him up...wow, this is going to be fun!!!"
She walked up to Freddie. "So, Freddie, you break up with Carly?'
"How'd you know?"
"You're easy to read."
Freddie smirked, as if something was funny. "Not always, Puckett."
"Whatever. So, how'd Carly take it? She okay?'
"Yes...surprisingly okay...I think you were right about the bacon, Sam."
"Aren't I always?"
Freddie opened his mouth to say something, but Sam cut him off. "Don't say a word, Benson. You may be hurt, but that doesn't mean I'll take it easy on you!"
"Sorry..."
"Oh, grow a pair, Benson! Stand up for yourself! Don't be such a Momma's boy!"
"But you just said-"
"Forget what I just said! Momma's hungry! I need food."
"All right, but Sam...I just have something to say to you."
"What?"
"When I broke up with Carly, I asked for a kiss...like...a good bye kiss."
"Aw, does poor Fweddie weddie feel upset?" Sam said sarcastically. "I don't CARE!"
"Well, yes, but...how do you think I felt when she gave me that kiss?"
"Did you NOT just hear me say the words, 'I don't care', Benson?"
"Sam, please! I'm building up to something!"
"I agree! You're building up to you being beat up!"
"Sam! Come on!" Freddie groaned.
Sam rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. She rolled her head to the side and said, "Fine, Benson."
"Okay, so, when I kissed Carly, how do-"
"Ya ya, we finished that part already. I know your question. Let's see...happy that you were kissing the girl of your dreams? Upset that you were breaking up with her? Sad that you're such an annoying nub with no life?"
"Well, you would think that, but-hey, annoying nub with no life? What's that supposed to mean?"
Sam rolled her eyes again. "Do I have to spell it out for you? What I said was self explanatory!"
Freddie grimaced and mimicked Sam. "What I said was self explanatory-BLAH! You're making this so hard!"
"Please, Benson, like you have anywhere to go!"
"I have a lot of places to go!"
"Like where? The "Museum of Natural History?" The "Mausoleum"?
"Well, I'm just surprised that you even know the word mausoleum!"
The two ranted on, until Lewbert came in and yelled, "HEY!! YOU ROTTEN KIDS STOP YELLING IN MY LOBBY! NO YELLING IS ALLOWED! GET OUT!"
Both Freddie and Sam turned around.
"But you were just yelling," Freddie said.
"NO I WASN'T!" Lewbert yelled. "NOW GET OUT OF MY LOBBY! YOU'RE DISTURBING THE PEACE! AAAAHHH!"
"Okaaay, weirdo," Sam said.
Freddie and Sam both walked out.
"All right, now Sam, just listen!" Freddie said once they got outside.
"Fine, fine. Now get on with it! You're already boring me."
"Okay...well, when I kissed her-and just listen here," he rushed on, seeing Sam roll her eyes impatiently. "I wasn't thinking about...Carly, during that kiss."
"Um...so?"
"I was thinking about......you."
Sam looked up.
"What?"
Freddie gulped.
"You're going to kill me now, aren't you?"
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Sam stared at Freddie and took a step closer to him.
"Fredward Benson....what did you just say?" she growled.
"Um...I...was thinking of you during the um...." he gulped.
"And...what? Why did you need to feel the need to tell me this?"
"Because I kind of wanted to...I don't know...see if you felt the same way....or if you wanted to...-"
"Don't say it!" Sam said, but Freddie quickly said,
"See if you wanted to go out!" Freddie quickly squatted down and covered his face.
Sam pinched Freddie's ear and pulled him up. "Ow, ow ow ow ow!" Freddie yelled.
"Do you..expect me, to go out with you when you just went out with Carly?" she yelled at him.
"But, you even said that she didn't really like-"
"I DON'T CARE WHAT I SAID, BENSON! YOU ARE ASKING ME TO HURT CARLY!"
"Who....who says that she'll get hurt?" Freddie said, surprised by his own cockiness-and the fact that he was unafraid.
Well, scratch that. He was afraid.
Sam stared at Freddie in shock and then pushed him against the wall.
"FREDDIE, YOU BETTER GET THIS THROUGH YOUR THICK HEAD!" she said. Gritting her teeth, she leaned in close.
"I. Will. Never. Date. You. EVER. You hear?" she stared at Freddie, who had a dreamy expression on his face. "Freddie? DID YOU HEAR ME?"
And then Freddie did something that surprised both of them.
He kissed Sam.
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Freddie leaned back from the kiss. "Oh, no..." he thought. "What did I just do? Sam will KILL me!"
Sam looked at Freddie in shock. "Did you..."
"Sorry."
"Sorry? Sorry? That's all you can say, Benson?"
"Well...to be honest, I don't feel that sorry."
"Don't be cocky with me, Fredward! Take it back!"
"No," Freddie said, surprising himself. He braced himself for a bunch in the face, closing his eyes.
There wasn't a punch. Freddie opened one eye, only to see Sam staring at him in disbelief.
"You....why are you..explain, Benson.'
"I like you, Sam. It's simple as that."
Sam stared at Freddie and let him go.
"You...really like me."
"Yes, I do. I don't want to hurt Carly either, but she and I don't like each other like that. I realized that when we were a couple. I think that this was Carly's and mine's chance-"
"Yeah, and you broke up with her!"
"You didn't let me finish. I think that it was our chance to realize that we don't belong together."
"No."
"Come on, Sam! Don't say you don't feel it either!"
"I don-"
"Please! You convinced me to break up with Carly, you're always putting me down about her, it's obvious! Can't you see it?"
Sam looked down. For once, she was speechless.
"I...I just need..."
"Sam..."
"I can't deal with this right now!" Sam yelled suddenly. She turned and walked away, yelling as she walked, "I'll think about it!"
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EPILOGUE: (One Month Later)
Sam, Carly, and Freddie were sitting on the couch, Carly in the middle. Carly checked her watch.
"Oh, I gotta go!" she said, sitting up. "I have to tutor Guppy."
"Gibby's brother?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. He needs help in math, and Gibby is horrible at it, so I'm just helping him out."
"Oh, well, that's cool."
"Will you two be okay here together?"
"Yup."
"'Kay. Don't kill each other while I'm gone!"
"No promises!"
Carly smiled and left.
Sam stood up. "Okay, Benson, let's go!"
"For what?"
"Well, your offer!"
"What-to go on a date? But it's been a month!"
"Yeah."
"So-what-but-a MONTH!"
"Yup. Deal with it. This relationship will be hard."
"What?"
"Shut up, Freddie. We're going to Groovy Smoothie now!"
Sam walked out.
Freddie stayed on the couch, openmouthed.
Sam walked back in. "You coming, dork?" she said. She stuck her head back out.
Freddie slowly got up and walked out, closing the door behind him.
From down the hall, he heard Sam say, "I'm getting irritated, and you really should listen to me-I'm clearly the superior one in this relationship. Get here now!"
Freddie leaned against the door.
Smiling, he spoke out loud:
"Oh, what have I done?"
THE END! Hope you liked it!
Yay! Glee finale tomorrow! XD
