iCarly is, sadly, not mine. :U

Sam walked across the hall to the Benson's apartment. She pulled out both the PearPods and attached a sticky note to her beat up purple one. She quickly knocked on the door and ran back into the Shay's home.

Freddie answered the door, and glanced in the hall. "What the?" He glanced down and saw the two devices laying on the ground. He picked both of them up. "Why is my PearPod in hall way and why…he pulled the sticky note off and stared at the other player recognizing it at Sam's.

Freddie backtracked into his apartment and shut the door with his foot. He set the two PearPods down and focused on the note written in Sam's untidy scrawl.

'Listen to the playlist.

-Sam."

Freddie's eyes widened. He made swiftly snatched up the older player up and plugged in headphones before flopping back on his couch.

He pressed down the on button and scrolled through the player until he found the one and only playlist, titled Nub King.

Freddie rolled his eyes and clicked on the playlist and proceeded to click on the first song. The opening chords were familiar.

"I don't know if I'm gonna change,

Wasting time and another day.

I keep running away,

Even from the good things."

Freddie took a shaky breath. 'She listened to it.' He smacked his forehead before forwarding to the next song.

"You're in love with me and just don't know it yet.

Everyone sees it, but you won't admit.

That you're already in so deep and there's no going back.

How much longer are you gonna hide,

Make up your mind or you'll run outta time.

I know that she's beautiful, but our love's inevitable."

Freddie smiled. He drummed his finger on the arm rest and continued onto the next song.

"There is something that I gotta say.

It's disgusting, how I love you.

God, I hate me. I could kill you."

Freddie laughed as the next song progressed. Only Sam would find a song like that. He scrolled to the next one before the previous song finished.

"I ain't the kind you take home to mama,

I ain't the kind to wear no ring.

Somehow I always get stronger,

When I'm on my second drink."

He stared down at the screen. 'I really hope this isn't a prank.' He took a deep breath and forwarded to the last song.

"You can cry, you can fight, we can scream and shout.

I'll push and pull,

Until your walls come down,

And you understand I'm gonna be around,

I'm sticking with you.

Even if you try and shut me out,

I'm staying here 'cause that's what love's about,

I might let you down, but I won't let you go."

Freddie turned off the player and took a moment to prepare himself.

Mentally and Physically ready Freddie crossed the hallway and knocked on Carly's door before turning the handle and walking into the room.

"Hey," Carly greeted from her spot on the couch. She waved but kept her attention on the TV.

"Uh, hey. Do you know where Sam is?"

Carly pointed towards the stairs. "She's up in the studio."

Freddie thanked her before walking up to the studio.

Sam was lying across two of the beanbags vacantly staring at the ceiling. She heard footsteps headed toward the studio and she looked over at the door.

Freddie stared at her through the door before walking in and taking the only vacant bean bag chair next to her. "Hey," he said quietly.

"Hey," Sam said back. "So I take it you found the PearPods?"

Freddie nodded. "I did."

Sam nodded with him. "So?" She blurted out.

He sighed. "Please tell me you aren't playing a completely cruel joke on me."

Sam shook her head. "No, shoot me now," she said, "I have a crush on the King of Nubs."

"Hey!" Freddie said in defense. "I take offense to that."

Sam snorted. "No you don't Freddaline." Sam sat up properly in one if the bean bags and peeked over at the brunette next to her.

"Yeah, you're right." He fiddled with his watch. "So what does this mean?"

Sam shrugged. "Well, you like me, I tolerate you. Maybe we could go B.F. Wangs on Friday and you could buy me dinner."

Freddie rolled his eyes. "So you mean a date? I could handle that."

She smiled while looking at her lap. "Yeah, I guess. And then we'll go from there." The blond glanced at the door. "We should go downstairs before Carly explodes from anticipation. Sam hopped up from her cushion before helping Freddie up off his. She clutched onto his hand as the exited the room.

Freddie happily followed behind her, a stupidly happy smile plastered on his face. "So, does this mean you'll be nicer to me?"

Sam scoffed. "Never, Benson."

"Figures. Also, how'd you get my PearPod?"

She looked back at him. "It fell out when I stole the fat cake from your backpack."

Freddie's eyebrows furrowed. "Saaaaaaam, I was gonna eat that!"

"Too bad, too late. Momma needed her food."

Freddie sighed. "Of course you did, you always do."

Sam answered in high-pitched sing song voice, "You love it."

"Yeah," he answered defeated.

Eh, finished. Enjoy. I was going to wait to finish writing it but, whatever. Review 3