iHate Tension

A/N: Okay so this is my latest story. It is a two-shot M fic. I know I kinda said I would not write another M fic but many people asked for it so I had to comply. Anyway, lemon in the second chapter. Enjoy. Chap in Sam's POV.

Sometimes I really hated school. I know, you must be thinking don't I always hate school. Well I do but sometimes more so. Today is one of those days.

I was walking down the street, heading for Bushwell Plaza, the dork right beside me, and we were both dressed in all white. The reason for the all white ensemble is because of the stupid school. Some idiot had suggested that the school had 'Themed Thursdays' where everyone had to dress according to the theme. It was such a stupid idea. Carly loved the idea though, I mean she is always polite and all that, but I am not. Now she was in school helping some guy she really liked with something, which is why I was stuck with Fredweird.

"Who came up with 'themed thursdays' anyway?" I asked as I looked down at my clothing. "I look horrible in white."

"I don't know but it's such a lame idea." Freddie said. I nodded, at least once we agreed on something. "But I don't think you look horrible. You look kind of...peaceful in white. You know very angel-like."

"I have a rep Benson. Angel-like does not suit my rep." I plainly said.

"I said you looked like one but I never said you acted like one. Please, you act the total opposite." Freddie said. I knew he meant it as an insult but I took it as a compliment. Just then, thunder rumbled through the sky.

"Oh man I hope it doesn't rain." I said but rain started to pour as if the world was trying to mock me. "I guess I spoke too soon."

"Come on let's find some shelter." Freddie said, running down the street. Then we spotted a sheltered bus stop. "There" Freddie exclaimed, pointing at the empty shelter. We ran for it as fast as we can but as fast as we can wasn't fast enough.

By the time we reached the shelter, we were very wet. Not completely drenched but still wet. "I guess Seattle weather doesn't change." Freddie said as he pushed back his wet hair from his face. I found myself staring at Freddie. I have no idea why. The wet hair and everything made him look hot. WHAT AM I SAYING? I pulled my eyes away from Freddie and squeezed the water from my hair. No words were exchanged and the awkward silence surrounded us.

Finally I turned back to Freddie only to see him staring at me, but not at my face. Oh no, his eyes were fixated on my body. I looked down and noticed that the rain had basically made my outfit see-through. The shirt I was wearing clung to my body and I could see everything underneath. I shot my hands around my body and covered my breasts. Even though I had a bra on the idea of Freddie gawking at me made me instinctively cover them.

My body actions made Freddie remove his eyes away from me and I saw him blushing. I let it pass and lean against the shelter facing towards the road. The rain was relentless, pouring down onto the Seattle street. The street was very quiet. Hardly any cars on the road and pedestrians had most probably taken shelter from the rain too. Just then I saw headlights heading down the street only it was really fast. My eyes traveled to the side of the road and I saw a huge recess of water there. I knew what was coming and I closed my eyes and brace the rush of cold water.

But I felt nothing, no cold water but hot air. I opened my eyes and saw Freddie, inches away from my face. Both his hands were on either side of my head resting his body against the shelter. I then realized what happened. Freddie had stepped in front of the me and shielded me from the incoming water. I looked at his now drenched body, which I soon regretted. His clothes clung to his body, making every muscle visible through the fabric. Freddie must have started to work out since I found myself gawking at him. I managed to avert my gaze, but the only place to look was down and that only made it worse. His pants too were wet and I could see everything and I mean everything. Even the slight bulge in his pants. WAIT WHAT?

I looked up and Freddie eyes were, once again fixated on my body, only this time he had a much better view. My eyes darted from his face, to his increasing bulge in his pants, to my chest and back to his face. He noticed and looked down at his manhood. He blushed and pulled away from me. He didn't say anything but I knew that Freddie Benson was fantasizing about me, which is off the charts weird.

I stood there not knowing what to do. I mean first Freddork saves me from a watery grave, then he starts fantasizing about me. And what's worse is that I am fantasizing about him too. He sat on the seat facing away from me. Suddenly the Seattle weather decided to make it more windy. I shivered slightly where I stood. I looked over at the dork and he was shivering like crazy. It was since he was totally drenched.

"Hey you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah just really cold that's all." he replied, not looking at me. He was still probably embarrassed. I then remembered that I had a jacket in my bag. I took it out and it too was slightly wet but it was better than nothing. I went over to him and handed him the jacket. He stared at it for a second before reaching out to grab it. His hands were shaking so badly I kind of felt bad that he had saved me earlier. He put it on and huddled up to conserve the heat. But as if the weather was tormenting him it got colder again. "Aww man, come on cut me some slack will you." Freddie shouted to the sky. I couldn't help but laugh at his outbreak.

"Still cold?" I asked. He simply nodded. Then I did something I never thought I would do. I went over to him and made him stand up.

"Wh...wha...what are you d...doing?" Freddie asked.

"Helping you stay warm." I said and hugged him, believe me it was strictly professional. "We don't want you to get hypothermia or something." I said as I rubbed my hands together and placed them on his body to warm him up. I could tell Freddie was nervous about the whole situation since he was completely stiff the whole time. It was like trying to warm a plank of wood. Finally he wrapped him arms around me to get more warmth. "Warm enough?" I asked.

"Yeah thanks Sam." He said. I let go and looked around. The rain had subsided a lot and it was now only drizzling.

"You want to head back to Bushwell now?" I asked. He nodded and we walked towards Bushwell Plaza. We soon were at the building. We walked through the doors and the warm air of the lobby felt really good. I was glad Lewbert wasn't there, I don't think I can stand him today. We headed up the stairs and finally reached the eighth floor. We both stood in the hallway.

"So um I guess I better go change." Freddie said and pointed to his apartment.

"Yeah me too." I said. "Bye." With that I walked into the shay's apartment. I thought about everything that happened just now. No I can't like Freddie. I shrugged it off and got changed and took a shower at the same time. I tried not to think about what happened at the shelter but it just wouldn't go away. Soon I was changed and dry. I then remembered that my jacket was still with Freddie so I walked out into the hallway and knocked on the door to his apartment. When there was no answer I tried knocking again. Again there was no answer so I just unlocked the door myself.

"Freddie?" I said. Again there was no reply. I assumed Mrs Benson wasn't home or else she would have come running out and lecturing me about how breaking into people's houses was wrong. I walked towards Freddie's Bedroom. I could hear sounds coming from his room which meant that he was inside. I walked up to the door and realized the sound was a girl's voice, but it's sounded muffled like it was coming from the TV or computer. Behind the girl's voice I could hear slight moaning. I turned the knob only to find that it was locked.

"Mom?" Came Freddie voice from behind the door. He sounded like he was panicking and I could hear things being put away. "I thought you weren't going to be back for a few hours?" Freddie said. I simply kept quiet. The door opened to reveal Freddie with a towel around his waist. He was shirtless and I once again noticed the muscles on his body. "Sam?"

"Yeah Benson." I said as I pushed by him into his room.

"What are you doing here?" Freddie asked.

"I came for my jacket. Where is it?" I asked. He pointed on his bed and I saw it lying there. I went over and picked it up.

"Excuse my while I get changed." Freddie said and proceeded to his bathroom. I was about to leave when curiosity got the better of me. I sat down on his bed but got a shock when my hand landed on something wet on the bed. I looked at my hand and I could smell the odour coming from the liquid. I knew exactly what it was. It was semen. To be honest, I'm no longer a virgin so I knew what was happening in here before I come in. I saw the laptop on his bed and opened it. Right on screen was a paused video of a women in a very provocative pose.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Freddie stepped out. He immediately saw the laptop in my hand, rushed over and snatch it out of my hands. I played dumb and asked questions.

"So Freddie, what were you doing in here?" I asked getting off the bed. I don't know what came over me but my body was screaming. Screaming for him.

"Um nothing." Freddie said nervously. I stepped towards him making back up towards the wall. He was trapped.

"Oh then what is that liquid on the bed?" I asked stepping closer each time.

"Um I spilled some water on my bed." He said. I finally closed the gap between us, pushing him against the wall.

"Don't lie to me Benson. I think we both know what happened here." I said smirking.

"I don't know what you are talking about Sam." he said. I kneed the wall, right between his thighs, making a shriek come out of him.

"Now Benson are you going to make me hurt you? We both know you don't want me to hurt you." I said. Pushing my knee up, touching his crotch.

"Okay okay. So what. I am a teenager. I have...needs." he said.

"Oh I know you have needs. I think I know more about needs than you do. But next time, don't stare at a computer screen. Call me when you want to have some real fun." I said and let go of him. I walked out of his room and back to the shay's apartment. I sat down on the couch. Only then did it hit me. Did I just sexually hit on Freddie? Oh my god.

A/N: Okay how was that? Did you guys like it. The next chap will be the the climax. So please tell me what you think. Please review.