iHave a Dirty Little Secret

Summary-Sam and Freddie are happily dating. There is just one twist-nobody knows.

Disclaimer-Dan won't hand over the rights to iCarly. So no, I don't own it.

A/n I've been reading a lot of stories where Sam and Freddie are secretly dating and decided to give it a shot.

Extras and outtakes

This was a scene I was going to do but decided against it. I don't even know where I would've put it in the story. I got the idea from the Notebook-it was one of my favorite parts of the movie. I know I make them dance in the rain a lot but just go with it =D Well, here it is.

Sam's POV

Freddie and I were walking hand in hand to my house on the empty sidewalk next to the street. I live pretty far out so nobody who knew us would recognize us. Plus it was nighttime and the only light given was by the old streetlamps that only gave off enough light to see a few feet in front of you.

"Here," I told Freddie.

"Here what?" he asked. I let go of his hand, ran into the street, and lay down, hands behind my head, right in the middle of the empty street.

"This is where I always lay down," I said.

"In the middle of the street?" he asked, dumbfounded.

"Yes in the middle of the street," I smiled, closing my eyes. "No cars come down this street this late at night anyways."

"And if they do?" he asked.

"You die," I answered simply. I don't know what he was doing, because my eyes were closed, but he was probably rolling his eyes-a very Freddie thing to do.

"Don't roll your eyes," I ordered with a smile, never opening my eyes.

"How do you do that?" he asked.

"I know you," I answered. We were silent for a second but I broke the silence.

"That's your problem," I told him.

"What?" he asked. I opened my eyes and sat up.

"You're wound up to tight," I said. "Live a little. You only have one life-live it."

He rolled his eyes but lay down next to me. I lay back down and closed my eyes. It started to rain. I felt Freddie shoot up.

"Ignore it," I ordered, never opening my eyes.

"I will never understand how you do that," he awed.

"I won't either, I just feel it in my gut," I explained. "And I always do what my gut tells me."

He lay back down. "Did your gut tell you that you loved me or was that your heart?" he asked.

"Both," I answered. "First it was my heart, but I ignored it. Then my gut did, so I went with it."

"You go with your gut before your heart?" he asked.

"You gotta understand, Freddie, we grew up different lives entirely," I told him, keeping my eyes closed. "I didn't learn to listen to my heart; I learned to ignore it. I learned your gut is always right; no questions asked."

"Headlights," he said. I felt him get up.

Headlights?

Headlights. I shot up and ran to the sidewalk. A car sped by, honking at us. I looked at Freddie and we started cracking up. We were laughing so hard our sides hurt and we were leaning on to each other for support.

"It's raining," he said once we could actually breathe right again.

"Thank you Captain Obvious," I joked. "And I'm a girl and you're a boy."

He laughed, like really, genuinely, laughed. And I laughed with him.

"You know the most cliché thing we can do, right?" he asked, still a hint of laughter in his voice.

"Kiss?" I guessed.

"Dance," he corrected.

"Wow that is cliché," I said. "And without music? That makes it all the more cliché."

"Ok," Freddie said, pulling out his pearpod. "We have music, now will you dance with me?"

"Fine," I agreed. "Put on Running Away."

"Already was," he told me as he gave me one of the earbuds and I put it in my ear. He pushed play and I put my arms around his neck. He put his arms around my waist.

"Wait," I said as I pulled away.

"What?" he asked.

"Can we dance in the street?" I asked.

"Of course Princess Puckett," he smirked. He took my hand and led me to the street. I smiled and put my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Now this is the most cliché thing we can do in the rain," I told him.

"Yes, it is," he smiled. I put my head on his chest.

I'd never tell him but it was actually fun.

I thought that one was cute! Any who the next extra is a random close call Sam and Freddie had; IDK where I would've put it, it's really just some random thing I was gunna put in a chapter but kinda forgot.

Sam's POV

"I'm bored," I complained to Freddie. We've been dating secretly for about a week and we haven't done anything eventful yet. I sat next to him on the bed. It was the dreaded Galaxy Wars bedding with matching figurines and posters decorating the room.

"I'm bored… I'm bored… I'm bored," I complained, hanging upside down, letting the blood rush to my head.

"Stop," Freddie pleaded, not taking his eyes off of his laptop.

"I'm bored…I'm bored I'm bored," I continued. "I'm not going to stop until you entertain me somehow…I'm bored… I'm bored…I'm bored."

"Ok," he agreed, shoving his laptop aside. "What do you suggest we do?"

"Ice skating?" I suggested.

"To public," he pointed out.

"Oh yeah, forgot about that," I recalled. It's a secret-duh.

"Oh, I got it," Freddie smirked.

"What?" I asked. He pressed his lips against mine but I pulled back.

"You sure it's safe?" I asked. "Is anyone going to see us?"

"This is my apartment, not Grand Central Station," he joked. I shrugged and pushed him against the bed, so he was lying down. I got on top of him and kissed him. He, of course, responded with no hesitation.

There we were, making out on his bed when we heard a, "Fredward Benson, why is your door locked?" coming from an angry Mrs. Benson. I jumped off of Freddie and rolled off the bed. I hit the ground with a silent thud and rolled under the bed quietly. I heard Freddie get off the bed in a hurry and open the door.

"Sorry mom," he apologized.

That was close call #1.

This one is the proposal; someone suggested I write it so here it is!

Freddie's POV

"Why are we here?" Sam asked for the billionth time. I took her outside to the fire escape and her curiosity is annoying the hell out of me.

"Why not?" I asked. "You don't need fresh air? I know you love to be outside after it rains."

"Fine, but I know you're up to something," she sighed, closing her eyes and resting her head on my chest.

"You keep telling yourself that," I smirked.

"I will, you are so up to something," she smiled.

"I know," I responded.

"What is it?" she asked, keeping her eyes closed and not moving her head from its position on my chest. I picked up her hand gently and slipped the diamond ring I had in my pocket on her ring finger. She didn't flinch.

"Ah," she smiled. "That's why we're here."

"Yup" I confirmed. "Now do your part."

"Yes, I'll marry you," she smiled still not moving; even to look at me.

"Oh come on, say it with some enthusiasm!" I teased.

She stood up and yelled with her arms extended to the side, "Yes Freddie Benson I will marry you!"

She sat back down with a satisfied smile.

"Happy?" she asked.

"Hmm…" I joked. She punched me in the arm and I winced.

"OW!" I yelled. "That hurt!"

"Oh, you'll get over it," she smirked as she patted me on the head then stood up and left the fire escape to go inside.

"I can't believe I'm marrying you," I laughed.

"Neither can I," she called.

Ta da! There was that one!

Now I need YOU the people's vote! What should the sequel be about? Here are the plots to vote on.

*Carly breaks up with Griffin (I'll think of why L8r) and starts to date Gibby-but it's a secret. It has some Seddie but it's really a Cibby story.

*Sam gets pregnant (it's Freddie's) but keeps it a secret from everyone-even Freddie. It's not a Seddieispregnant story; the main plot is how Sam is keeping it a secret.

*Carly gets pregnant with Griffin's baby but keeps it a secret from Sam and Freddie.

So it'll either a Seddie, criffin, or cibby; you choose.

My fav is the second (I'm a helpless Seddie warrior- SEDDIE WARRIOR RRRAAAOOORRR!-sorry =P) If you have a different idea give it to me please.

MAKE SURE YOU VOTE!

LOVE ALWAYS,

-randomness