Love Starts (an iCarly/Seddie fanfic) TO BE DISCONTINUED

Arguements, happieness and drugs

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Sam's pov

I'm not sure about this. I had just walked out of Shay's houses promising to talk to Freddie. I would have bolted for it, but I seriously wanted to make things right... Kay, Carly has my patrol officer downstairs and she's gonna tell him about my last scandal if I don't... don't ask.

I knocked on the door helplessly and gasped as someone opened the door. "What are you doing here?" She asked. How welcoming. "Yeah, nice to see you too." Her eyes only widened as I barged past her and looked around the room. "Where is the fruit bowl?" I asked. Yes, I was going to apologize... but the name calling can't stop.

"He's upstairs. Don't harm him, I just got his face creamed with 'Face protection'." I cocked an eyebrow. "What?" I asked. She rolled her eyes and finally spoke, "He's in his room. He's not in a good mood so be careful." She went back to dusting her table.

I walked up to his room, well I thought it was, and banged silently. "Mum, please leave me alone!" He growled. I stayed there, startled. "N-n-n-No. It is me-" I was cut off by his voice, "Sam!" I could hear a loud thud. He opened the door slightly and poked his head out. "You want to talk to me." He asked, brushing his slick hair to the side. I chuckled slightly and pushed the door open.

"Thanks for coming..."He stared at his feet. This is going to be SO awkward. "Nice room." I said, kneeling on the wooden door. His room was a dark mixture of green. He had a king sized bed with blue and white sheets and a stool next to it. A purple computer lay on it,next to a box of tissues. He had a red wardrobe and a big mirror that could flip over on the floor.

"Thanks. Sam I-" I really didn't want him to speak. He speaks so freaking much. if I could sew is mouth instead of Spencer's underwear, I would have but Spencer was all like: Sam come on, Freddie was only speaking. WHICH WAS EXACTLY WHY I WANTED TO RIP HIS MOUTH OFF!

I walked up to him and did the unthinkable. I kissed him.  Yep, I did it... just to keep him quiet. "Before you say anything, Carly told me what happened. I'm sorry I doubted you..." He only smiled. He pressed his lips onto mine. Our lips departed when we heard a shriek come from the back.

"Mum!"

"Fredward! You little delinquent! You stole my baby's lipginity." Are you serious? "If you hadn't noticed, I kissed her." Freddie clarified. "Oh for goodness sake. I don't care who did what, when it was and what it was leading to," I could hear Freddie grumble when I stepped back. "I just don't want to see you do it again." She crossed her arms, "And if you get pregnant missy, don't blame me." Why would I, "Don't worry, my mum already taught me how to be sixteen and preggers." I could hear Freddie snicker.

Yes, my mum had Mel and I at the age of sixteen when my freakin dad jammed his tools into her after prom... What did I just say?

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry I took advantage of you at Sally's party. I wanted to kiss you badly and doing that would be logical. Obviously you'd think I'm drunk so it wouldn't matter... I'm surprised you weren't." Is smiled. "It's fine, but that article about us and Daisy is still up." He nodded, "I know. Let's just forget about it, Kay." He was trailing his eyes down my body. "You ok?" I asked him, "Yeah, cool, cool."

The next thing I know, his lips are on mine and we are kissing... on his bed. What is he doing? I try to struggle out but I can't. Is the boy trying to rape me? He tried to pull my jumper off, but I slapped him on the face.

"Ow."

He stopped. "Your hurting me." He looked me in the eye and blushed slightly, "Sorry. I got carried away." I pulled my jumper down and stared at him. "We could do this someday... but when we get married." He smiled and kissed my forehead. "So... Are we a-" "Yup... I guess we are." I smiled cheerfully.

I walked out of Freddie's house and made my way to Carly's. I saw Gibby there. What's he doing here. "Gibby." I smacked his hand and cuddled up to him. "How are ya?" He asked. "Fine, I was at Freddie's." "Really?" He narrowed his eyes. What's this all about? "Yep, I talked to him about two days ago and now we are an official couple!" I squealed. "Oh, Sam I'm happy for you!" Carly squealed.

"Phat Mudderthubber." Gibby muttered under his breath. "What?" What the hell did the boy just say? "Nothin!" He looked around and quickly stood up. "So Carly, who got the thing I asked for?" He asked. "Yup, I got the stuff..."She trailed her eyes to the back of the chair. He picked up a paper bag and sighed. "Thanks, now I could be happy again... Here is 60 bucks. " IS THE PEPPY DOLL SELLNG DRUGS?!?! Gibby walked out with a glum smile on his face.

"Carls are you selling drugs?"

Carly let out a laugh, "No, it's hair gel. You know how Gibby is about hair gel." I whacked my head in embarrassment and smiled. "So how was it with Freddie?" "The boy tried to get a piece of me." Carly's eyes widened. "He wanted more than the tongue?" Carly asked amazed. "He wanted more than the tongue." I smiled proudly.

"Well we now know that he is head over heel for you." I smiled, "And guess what... I have a date with Griffin!" She smiled, but my mouth dropped. What sicko would want a piece of him? "The peewee boy?"

"His all bad on the other hand."

"Spencer doesn't want you around him."

"So, what does Spencer know?"

"Carls..."

"Why aren't you happy?"

"The boy collects peewee dolls for a living!"

"You eat ham for a living!"

"At least I still have my dignity."

She gasped.

"Sorry but you needed to be reminded!"'She snarled and crossed her arms.