A/N: Yes, I know! Don't bother. But in my defense, I have had no acess to my laptop for 2 almost 3 months! So...yeah. I was in boot camp. Sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly.

"Sam...wake up, Sam." Freddie nudged her as she was sleeping.

"What do you want, nub?" Sam asked.

"I want you to wake up. I would love to watch you sleep all night, but we can't. We have to go to school." Freddie told her.

Sam slowly got up from her comfortable spot on Freddie's bed.

Wait. Freddie's bed? When did she get here? Sam wondered.

Oh yeah, it's cause she couldn't sleep without him. Pathetic. She thought.

Sam blushed a crimson red at the thought of Freddie seeing her at her most vulnerable.

"Sam?"

"Um...Freddie. Can we just...not talk about last night?" Sam asked him, getting out of the bed.

Freddie blushed. He knew she was going to say something, he just didn't know it was going to be this early.

"Uh...yeah. But..."

"But what?" Sam asked.

"Can you...I dunno...come back tonight? It felt...nice...to have you with me. I mean...we got so used to it when we were handcuffed that..." Freddie blushed.

Sam smiled and took Freddie's hand in hers.

"Sure. I'd like that."

...

"So...Sam." Fredddie told her as he snuck her into his bedroom.

"What, Freddweeb?" Sam asked, kicking her feet back on his bed and lying on her back.

"I...I think it would be nice if we went somewhere tomorrow. Like the Groovy Smoothie?" Freddie asked her, blushing bright red as he spoke.

Sam looked at him quizzically.

"Is that your nubbish way of asking me on a date, Fredwardo?" Sam asked.

Freddie blushed harder, if that was possible.

"M..Maybe." he stuttered.

Sam jumped off his bed and got real close to Freddie's face.

"Well you know what?" she challenged.

"W-what?" Freddie stuttered.

Sam crashed her lips on his, and Freddie responded with as much passion as he could muster.

"I'd love to." Sam said, her lips coming down to meet his again.

Freddie and Sam's tounges were having a battle for dominance.

Sam won.

However, Freddie was not weak as he fought back hard, their lips twirling in a dance of passionate bliss.

"Sam..." Freddie breathed.

"F-freddie?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"So does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

Sam smiled and kissed him passionately.

"As long as I get to be the girlfriend, Benson."

Freddie nodded and pushed her back onto the bed, crawling on top of her.

"Sounds good, baby." Freddie said, crashing his lips onto hers.

A/N: I know, short. But, whatever. REVIEW!