iCarly – iSummer, chapter 8
Carly Shay paced the floor between the couch and the table until she heard a knock at the door.
"It’s open."
When the door opened, Melanie stood in the frame.
"You wanted to see me?" She asked, without moving and while making a note in her head about how hot Carly looked in the blue jean skirt and white blouse she was wearing.
Carly approached her. "Come in."
Melanie slowly made her way inside the apartment. Carly shut the door behind her.
"So where is Spencer?" Melanie asked.
"He’s down at the museum, filling out forms to get one of his newest sculptures in." Carly explained.
"What’s on your mind?" Melanie asked.
Carly didn’t answer. She just quickly walked to Melanie, grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a long passionate kiss.
Surprised at first, Melanie eyes grew wide but within seconds the pleasure took over and she closed her eyes and kissed back.
The kiss lasted almost a minute before Carly broke it.
Melanie had to catch her breath. "Not that I’m complaining, but why did you kiss me?"
"I needed to make sure." Carly said as she pulled on the bottom of her shirt.
"Make sure of what?"
"I needed to make sure what I was feeling was really what I was feeling."
"And?" Melanie asked.
Suddenly shy, Carly turned away. "I’m attracted to you." She whispered.
Melanie smiled. "That’s good because I’m attracted to you too."
Carly turned back around to face her. "You have to understand that this is all new to me, I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. Maybe I will pick it up as we go, but still, this is uncharted waters for me. I’m nervous, listen to me, I’m starting to ramble."
Melanie chuckled. "Listen Carly if you’re afraid we don’t have to do this."
Carly frowned. "No. I want to. I want to do this more than anything at the moment. I just don’t know how to… do it, I guess you could say. Poor choice of words, I mean, of course I know how to do it, but I just don’t know what to do."
"You are so cute when you’re rambling." Mel told her.
Carly stopped and smiled. "I’m glad you think so."
Melanie stood in front of Carly and touched her cheek. "You also have the softest skin ever."
Carly started to say something but was cut off when Melanie leaned in and kissed her.
The two girls laughed as they fell down on the couch, and then continued kissing.
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The evening gave way to the night. And it was a beautiful night in Seattle. The moon and the stars shined down upon Freddie and Sam as they walked from the Groovy Smoothie. They didn’t do it often, but they were holding hands as they walked through the familiar scenes of their hometown. Freddie was being sweet and charming and Sam was like a lovesick teenager, laughing and giggling at everything Freddie said.
It was a side of Sam Puckett that she rarely ever showed, even alone with Freddie. He knew that she must be in a really good mood, plus she hadn’t mentioned food in over an hour. Freddie was deep in his thoughts when Sam spoke.
"We’ve come a long way, haven’t we Benson?"
"Yeah I guess you can say we have Puckett. Why do you ask?"
"I was just thinking about how much things have changed over the years."
Freddie nodded. Things had changed a lot over the years.
"Remember when I said that one time that if you were a country, you would be El Sava-dork?" Sam laughed.
"Yeah I do. It was when you had to pay me 5 bucks for each insult." Freddie thought back with a smile. "I made like 40 bucks in one minute."
Sam pulled him through the park and sat down on a park bench, looking up at the stars. Freddie sat down beside her and she lay down. With her head in his lap Freddie stroke her honey blonde locks and thought about their time growing up together. There were plenty to think about but what he thought the most about was that first kiss out on the fire escape. That was the turning point for Freddie Benson. The moment when his lips met Sam Puckett’s, he knew that she was the one.
After that he slowly began to realize the reason why Sam had picked on him all those years. She liked him. It seemed so obvious once he thought about it. He kept thinking about the look on her face when out on the fire escape when she said ‘You think we should kiss?’ It’s true he had thought of it first, but it was so apparent that Sam had thought of it as well.
That night had changed his entire thinking and he was glad that it did. The next three years had gone by and his once strong feelings for Carly had all but vanished. He even turned down his best chance to be with her after he had pushed her out of the way of that taco truck and saved her life. Partly because he felt like he was maybe Carly’s ‘bacon’ but mainly because he had these conflicting feelings for that certain blonde headed demon. Obviously he couldn’t be with them both, so after Carly show no interest in him after the hero thing wore off, Freddie Benson had his answer. It was Samantha Puckett. It had always been Samantha Puckett.
He decided to himself that the best thing to do regarding Sam was to wait for her to come around on her own feelings. He knew anything else would entitle him to a beating. So he waited. And waited. He was almost ready to admit defeat, and then there was that night at the lock-in.
Everyone thought that Sam was in love with iCarly’s new intern Brad. Even Freddie thought so and why not? Brad was a good enough guy and made excellent fudge, and to Sam Puckett that carried a lot of weight. A little heartbroken he went out to talk to her. Freddie got the second biggest shock of his life when without warning; Sam Puckett grabbed and kissed him.
It was the moment he had been waiting on, only he didn’t expect it. How odd was that? Now as he sat on the bench with her head in his lap and even though even after that kiss they played it cool until it was almost time to graduate, he wouldn’t change a thing. It was slow getting together but it was all worth it.
"What are you thinking about?" Sam asked, snapping Freddie out of his thoughts.
"Us. Everything."
"Don’t think too much about the past." Sam said as she reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. "I was pretty mean sometimes."
"I know why though." Freddie said, the smile never wavering from his face.
"Whatever Freddiffer." Sam said, playfully pushing his head away.
She sat up.
"It looks like some clouds are moving in. Dark clouds."
"Rain." Freddie said.
"We should get moving, we don’t have an umbrella."
"Where to?" Freddie asked. "If everything went good, I say Melanie is still at Carly’s and we don’t want to disturb them and I don’t really want to stay with my mom. And I know you don’t want to stay at your mom’s."
Sam jumped up. "Let’s get a hotel room."
Freddie stood up as well. "I can’t argue with that."
Sam and Freddie made their way to the nearest hotel where they could stay the night by themselves without disturbing anyone else.