Hi... I know I said I'd put up a dead long story, and I am writing it but I had to post this before it got forgotten.
Basically there's gonna be about 11 oneshots explaining what Freddie's kisses mean to Sam. Here's a list of the chapter titles are gonna be:
Sam's Weakness
Sam's Addiction
Sam's Time filler
Sam's Research
Sam's Revenge
Sam's Blackmail
Sam's Peacemaker Sam's Painkiller
Sam's Distraction
Sam's Promise
Sound alright? It was originally gonna be a oneshot - this chapter only, but I kept getting ideas :)
On with the show!

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I tripped.
That was the first sign I was weakening. Thanks to that kiss, my brain went nuts.
It had to be on that fire escape, didn't it? It couldn't have been anywhere else, like a well-lit room, or a park. Of course awkward old Freddie would have his first kiss on a fire escape. And after that kiss; after that mind-numbing, firework-sparking, nausea-inducing kiss, my mind had gone blank.
I couldn't say much during the sufficiently awkward conversation that followed the kiss, so I left quickly. But as I left, I tripped over the window ledge leading into the corridor, and fell flat on my face. I hadn't tripped over since I was 8 and now I was falling over in front of the guy I had just kissed? Something was up.
Cut to two weeks later. Me and Freddie hadn't been alone together yet, so the kiss hadn't been mentioned for 329 hours. But then, during iCarly planning, Spencer calls up saying there's a guy on the phone for Carly. Uh-oh. Whenever there's a guy on the phone Carly was distracted for at least an hour. I would have followed her out, but if I had to endure an hour of her incessant giggling I would have gone insane. So Carly bounds out and it's just me, him and the most awkwardest silence ever. I can't think of anything to say that doesn't relate to the kiss.
'So...' I start pathetically. 'What's new...?'
'You wanna talk about the kiss, don't you?'
How does he do that?
'Well... yeah, kinda.'
'Okay, go on.'
'I er... really liked it.'
'Me too.'
How could he be so cool about this?
'So...'
'Wanna do it some more?'
'... yes. Yes I do.' 'Alright then.' OMG, it was like the coolest conversation ever. Then he took my hand and caught my eye, and I didn't even realise we'd been getting closer until our lips were touching. Oh my gosh it was amazing - it was so wow, and just totally omg, it made me think like a teenage Jonas fangirl. He had his hand on my waist and his lips were soooo soft and lush and... Amazing. I mean 10/10 on the kissing front. He must use chapstick. Anyways, we were kissing for ages and I don't know what happened, but I just went jelloid. It was a good thing there was a bean chair behind me, because my legs stopped working and I... sank.

It had to be him. After the first kiss he'd caused me to fall over and now he was causing me to be paralysed below the waist. So I was down on the chair, and he was standing there looking down at me, looking amused. Without saying a word, he knelt down and kissed my forehead. Then he walked off, a smirk that looked surprisingly like mine on his face.

So that was how I discovered my weakness. Superman has kryptonite, and now the invincible Sam has her very own weakness... Freddie's kisses.

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There we go... I hope these are alright. I think they're all gonna be unrelated but there's a reason Sam's Promise is last. Ok? Awesome.
Reviews are love!
Charz
Xoxox

P.S: For those living in England, good luck for a snow day tomorrow!