ارے guys! Here with my اگلے 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 آپ 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 آپ if I feel that آپ 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 سیکنڈ 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 آپ 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, آپ HATE her, remember? آپ hate her and her hair, and her stupid ways of putting آپ 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 کہا 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, آپ break up with Carly?'
"How'd آپ 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 آپ 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. آپ 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 آپ 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 کہا sarcastically. "I don't CARE!"
"Well, yes, but...how do آپ think I felt when she gave me that kiss?"
"Did آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ were kissing the girl of your dreams? Upset that آپ were breaking up with her? Sad that you're such an annoying nub with no life?"
"Well, آپ 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 کہا was self explanatory!"
Freddie grimaced and mimicked Sam. "What I کہا was self explanatory-BLAH! You're making this so hard!"
"Please, Benson, like آپ 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 آپ even know the word mausoleum!"
The two ranted on, until Lewbert came in and yelled, "HEY!! آپ ROTTEN KIDS STOP YELLING IN MY LOBBY! NO YELLING IS ALLOWED! GET OUT!"
Both Freddie and Sam turned around.
"But آپ 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 کہا 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 آپ just say?" she growled.
"Um...I...was thinking of آپ during the um...." he gulped.
"And...what? Why did آپ need to feel the need to tell me this?"
"Because I kind of wanted to...I don't know...see if آپ felt the same way....or if آپ wanted to...-"
"Don't say it!" Sam said, but Freddie quickly said,
"See if آپ 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 آپ when آپ just went out with Carly?" she yelled at him.
"But, آپ even کہا that she didn't really like-"
"I DON'T CARE WHAT I SAID, BENSON! آپ ARE ASKING ME TO HURT CARLY!"
"Who....who says that she'll get hurt?" Freddie said, surprised سے طرف کی 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, آپ BETTER GET THIS THROUGH YOUR THICK HEAD!" she said. Gritting her teeth, she leaned in close.
"I. Will. Never. Date. You. EVER. آپ hear?" she stared at Freddie, who had a dreamy expression on his face. "Freddie? DID آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ don't feel it either!"
"I don-"
"Please! آپ convinced me to break up with Carly, you're always putting me down about her, it's obvious! Can't آپ 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 ماہ 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 آپ 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 اسموتھی, سموتی 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 آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ if I feel that آپ 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 سیکنڈ 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 آپ 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, آپ HATE her, remember? آپ hate her and her hair, and her stupid ways of putting آپ 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 کہا 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, آپ break up with Carly?'
"How'd آپ 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 آپ 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. آپ 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 آپ 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 کہا sarcastically. "I don't CARE!"
"Well, yes, but...how do آپ think I felt when she gave me that kiss?"
"Did آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ were kissing the girl of your dreams? Upset that آپ were breaking up with her? Sad that you're such an annoying nub with no life?"
"Well, آپ 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 کہا was self explanatory!"
Freddie grimaced and mimicked Sam. "What I کہا was self explanatory-BLAH! You're making this so hard!"
"Please, Benson, like آپ 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 آپ even know the word mausoleum!"
The two ranted on, until Lewbert came in and yelled, "HEY!! آپ ROTTEN KIDS STOP YELLING IN MY LOBBY! NO YELLING IS ALLOWED! GET OUT!"
Both Freddie and Sam turned around.
"But آپ 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 کہا 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 آپ just say?" she growled.
"Um...I...was thinking of آپ during the um...." he gulped.
"And...what? Why did آپ need to feel the need to tell me this?"
"Because I kind of wanted to...I don't know...see if آپ felt the same way....or if آپ wanted to...-"
"Don't say it!" Sam said, but Freddie quickly said,
"See if آپ 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 آپ when آپ just went out with Carly?" she yelled at him.
"But, آپ even کہا that she didn't really like-"
"I DON'T CARE WHAT I SAID, BENSON! آپ ARE ASKING ME TO HURT CARLY!"
"Who....who says that she'll get hurt?" Freddie said, surprised سے طرف کی 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, آپ BETTER GET THIS THROUGH YOUR THICK HEAD!" she said. Gritting her teeth, she leaned in close.
"I. Will. Never. Date. You. EVER. آپ hear?" she stared at Freddie, who had a dreamy expression on his face. "Freddie? DID آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ don't feel it either!"
"I don-"
"Please! آپ convinced me to break up with Carly, you're always putting me down about her, it's obvious! Can't آپ 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 ماہ 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 آپ 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 اسموتھی, سموتی 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 آپ 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 آپ liked it!
Yay! Glee finale tomorrow! XD
سے طرف کی PftFan99
A Seddie Story...
Sam's POV
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I گوفن, جھلانا my suitcase onto my bed.
I know I swore to never go back.
But that was the past.
I'm fed up with the pain thats riling up inside of me.
If only I was the girl Freddie knelt down to that day.
I stuff all the clothes I owned in the suitcase.
I'm not really planning on coming back here.
Thats why I am packing everything I have, and leaving. This place, I don't own it.
So, all I have here, is food, and clothes.
And all this other crap...
I have finish packing. And as I look back toward my apartment,
I don't regret anything.
I drag my suitcase to the door, and look over to the میز, جدول اگلے to the door.
My knife.
Mustn't forget that, shall I?
I reach my hand over, and hold onto the چھری with a strong grip.
I stuff it in one of the pockets on the side of my belt.
Goodbye Florida, Hello Seattle.