iThink I Felt Sparks

A/N: This is my first FanFiction, I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. I wish I did, though!

Chapter one: What He Was Thinking

(Freddie's POV)

I was sitting out on the fire escape, listening to my Pear Pod and waiting for iCarly to start. Why did Sam really have to tell the whole world that I never kissed anyone? It's ruined my whole life! When did she find out, anyway? She said she heard me say so myself and that Carly was a witness… OH NO! SHE WAS EAVESDROPPING ON US WHEN I TOLD CARLY THAT I NEVER KISSED ANYONE!

Well, now I guess I know how she found out, but what does that help? She's always causing me both physical AND emotional pain, so why am I surprised that she would do this? And more importantly, WHY AM I ASKING MYSELF ALL THESE QUESTIONS? This has been happening ever since that moment when Sam told the entire world about my secret. She shouldn't even know!

I looked toward my laptop and noticed that iCarly was starting, but I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention. They were talking about their upcoming meatball war. Sam came up with that idea, no wonder! She loves food! Anyways, back to iCarly. Suddenly, Sam pressed a button on her remote, and the music stopped playing. She started saying something.

"On the last iCarly, I told you guys that Freddie never kissed anyone, and that was really personal, and I shouldn't have said it on the show. And for all you guys who have been picking on him, LAY OFF! 'Cause I bet a whole lot of you haven't kissed anyone, either… Including me." She then paused, and then continued on "Yeah, that's right, I haven't kissed anyone either. So if you want to pick on someone, pick on me… WHICH IS A BAD IDEA UNLESS YOU LIVE NEAR A HOSPITAL!"

Of course she physically threatened anyone who would even THINK of picking on her! That's what I love about her. WAIT, WHAT DID I JUST SAY? DID I JUST SAY THAT I LOVE SOMETHING ABOUT SAM PUCKETT? No, no, I couldn't have, that's just not possible. I, Freddie Benson, do NOT LOVE Sam Puckett! Or do I? Wait, wait, how can I be saying things like this? I am FREDDIE BENSON! I do NOT LOVE SAM PUCKETT!

Okay Freddie, calm down. It's not like anything crazy and unbelievable is going to happen. It's not like we are going to share our first kiss… WAIT, WHY DID THAT THOUGHT EVEN ENTER MY BRAIN? Deep breaths, calm down, that would never happen. I mean, come on, why would that happen? We HATE each other! Do we? No, no, ughh, there I go with those crazy thoughts again! I, Freddie Benson, straight A student, need to be able to get things straight in my head. I am so glad this isn't a class; it could bring down my whole GPA! Okay, why is it that thinking about academics calms me down? And this further proves what a geek I am… And why would Sam Puckett love a geek like me? No, I'm not going to think about that.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the window. I almost screamed, but I kept myself from doing so. Whoever it was probably would have screamed too, if I had screamed. Suddenly, I realized who it was. It was Sam. Of all people, it was Sam, the one person that I was just thinking about. Is this a dream? If it is, this is a really good dream. OH MY GOSH, WHAT AM I SAYING? A good dream? I really am going insane! But I still have to do something about Sam being here.

I gestured for her to come outside. She came out and sat on the edge of the window. We sat there in silence for a second.

"What's up?" Sam casually asked, breaking the short silence.

"Nothing" I stated as I stood up to turn down the volume on my Pear Pod. The song that was playing was Running Away by AM.

"Meatball?" she asked as she held out her hand, and sure enough, she was holding a meatball. Surprise, surprise!

"No… thanks…" I told her. She threw the meatball over the railing, and I think it may have hit a bird. Then she said something that no one would ever have expected her to say.

"I'm sorry… About telling people you never kissed anyone." She looked at me for a moment and then continued. "And about putting blue cheese dressing in your shampoo bottle, and about sending your cell phone to Cambodia" I laughed at that memory. "For everything, okay?"

"So this means you're not gonna mess with me anymore?" I hoped she would say no. Her making fun of me and pulling pranks on me has become a daily part of my life!

"No, I'm still gonna mess with you, I'm just gonna apologize every few years so I can start fresh again!" Just the answer I was hoping for!

"Good" I wonder if she expected me to say that!

"Good?" She looked at me as if I were crazy.

"Yeah, it'd be too weird if you didn't make my life miserable all the time!" It was true. Ever since the day we met, she has always done something to make my life miserable. I don't know why, but I enjoy it. "But maybe you could pull back just a little bit…"

"I don't think so" She stated almost instantly.

"Yeah, I didn't either" I really don't know why I had asked her that. I didn't want her to. Maybe I said it to break the silence. I really don't know.

"It's so dumb." Sam said almost out of nowhere.

"What do you mean?" I asked her. She can NOT expect me to know what she is thinking about!

"You know, how people get all freaked out about their first kiss… stupid" So that's what she's talking about!

"So you weren't lying, you've really never kissed anyone?" She had told Carly and I that she had her first kiss. So she was lying then, but I guess she isn't lying now.

"Nope" She looked off into the distance and then continued "Sometimes I just wish I just… could get it out of the way"

"Yeah I know, me too" Why is it that we have so much in common?

"Right, like stop worrying about it"

"Yeah" Then that thought from before came to my head. What if we kissed? I was actually starting to like it. I don't know why but this actually seems like a good idea! Thinking about this made me laugh lightly, surprising Sam.

"What?" Of course she wants to know what I was thinking!

"Nah… it's nothing" Who knows WHAT she would do to me if I told her!

"Tell me" she's not giving up, is she?

"No… it's dumb" Please don't ask again!

"Tell me!" She's not giving up… I guess I have to tell her.

"Okay, I was just gonna say…" She cut me off.

"That we should kiss?" My eyes widened. Why would she be thinking the same thing as me?

"You're gonna break my arm now, right?" I really was afraid that she would do something like that!

"No" she shook her head. I took a deep breath, glad she wasn't going to do that to me. I was still thinking about kissing her. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?

"Well, should we? Just to get it over with?" I can't believe I just said that! But I kind of want to kiss her… WAIT, WHAT AM I SAYING?

"Just to get it over with?" she asked.

"Just to get it over with." I agreed. I can't believe that I, Freddie Benson, am going to kiss her, Sam Puckett!

"And we swear go straight back to hating each otheras soon as it's over." I don't know if I want to swear to that... WAIT, WHAT DID I JUST SAY?

"Totally, and we won't tell anyone" Agh! What I'm saying completely goes against what I am thinking!

"Never" she stated.

We just stared at each other for a few seconds. I didn't know when we were going to kiss, but this suspense was killing me. Why is the suspense killing me? The suspense should NOT be killing me! Is it because I love Sam? No, that's not possible, we hate each other… I think…

I guess I was lost in my train of thought and I was frozen, because Sam suddenly said "Well, lean" This was it; this was the moment I would have my first real kiss.

I leaned. Our lips connected, and I'm pretty sure I felt sparks. HOW CAN I FEEL SPARKS WHILE I AM KISSING SAM PUCKETT? Then it hit me. I love Sam. I love her more than even I could ever know. I had always thought I loved Carly, but was I wrong?

I wonder if Sam feels sparks right now… AGH, HOW CAN I BE WONDERING THINGS LIKE THAT? There was a little voice inside my head whispering: "Freddie, you love Sam. Freddie, you love Sam." It kept whispering the same thing over and over.

Before I knew it, our lips parted. Our first kiss had ended. It had been the longest ten seconds of my life. And perhaps that wasn't a bad thing.

There was an awkward silence. Neither of us really knew what to say. I decided to break the silence. "That was…"

"Nice" Sam continued.

"Yeah, nice… um…" I was in a kind of trance and really didn't know what to say.

"Good, work" She had a dazed look on her face. I could only guess what that meant! She had felt sparks, too!

"Thanks, you too" I stated in a flat tone. She turned to leave but I called out to her "Hey" She turned to face me, and I continued "I hate you" the tone I used really didn't fit those words, because in my mind, I had replaced the word hate with the word love.

"Hate you, too" she stated as if having almost the same story I had. Does this mean that Sam Puckett loves me, Freddie Benson? I watched as she left.

I sat there deep in thought. All those mixed thought and emotions I had earlier, could that have been love? No, no, it couldn't have, but now, do I love Sam? The answer suddenly came to me, and I smiled. Yes, yes I do love Sam! I finally agreed with myself. Why? The answer is simple.

I think I felt sparks.

A/N: There was chapter one, I hope you enjoyed it! Please leave a review! And now, I am off to write chapter two! It will be called: What She Was Thinking.