A/N: I have read iCarly fanfics about Sam and Freddie hiding the fact that they're dating from Carly, and then they "talk" it out with Carly and make up. I decided to write my own. Was listening to some garage music and oddly enough it gave me some inspiration for this story ;)
Disclaimer: Dan Schneider probably wouldn't have dreamed of this happening.
Their Biggest Secret Chapter 1
It wasn't a surprise that Sam Puckett had and kept secrets. She was a teenage girl, afterall. The thing was that most teenage girls didn't keep a secret of such large proportions, and not from their best friend.
At first, Freddie didn't understand that Sam showed affection through insults, and when her "insults" became more flirtatious, he took a chance and asked her out. Much to his surprise, she happily accepted. The question was, would Sam and Freddie tell their longtime best friend Carly Shay that they were in a relationship?
"Well, should we?" Freddie asked his girlfriend as they walked to their lockers at Ridgeway Junior High School.
"Carly'll be mad at us in the end, but I don't think we should." Sam said.
"I was thinking the same thing." Freddie responded. "Alright, here's our first test."
"Hey, guys." Carly chirpped, dialing her combination. The three knew each other's combinations, even though Sam thought it was stupid.
"Sup, Carls?" Sam said as Freddie smiled.
"Nothing much, but how is Freddie touching you without you slapping him?" Carly asked, and Sam quickly removed her hand from Freddie.
"Uh, I must be losing it." Sam said in an irritated tone, promptly slapping Freddie's cheek.
"Ow!" Freddie shouted, rubbing his bruised cheek. Sam rolled her eyes.
The bell for the last period of the day rang.
"We'd better get to class." Carly said, starting to walk toward the classroom.
"Whatever. After this, we're done with high school anyway." Sam said as she followed.
Sam and Freddie sat next to each other in the classroom, and held hands under the desks. Freddie had a brief moment when he came across gum stuck to the bottom of the desk, but if they had something to enjoy in the class, it was each other's company. Carly was sitting next to Sam.
"Puckett! Benson!" No PDA in my classroom!" Mr. Howard shouted.
"It wasn't PDA, Howard. We aren't even going out." Sam quickly responded. Gibby gave them a look.
"Then why were you holding hands under my desks?" Mr. Howard asked.
"Poor wittle Fweddie was scared of you!" Sam said in a baby voice.
"Of me? And why'd you have a dreamy smile on your face?" Mr. Howard interrogated. Sam was actually daydreaming about marrying Freddie one day, and her notebook told the same story. This was another one of her secrets.
"Sam Puckett doesn't do dreamy, and he's scared of you because...because you're you!" Sam shouted.
"Alrighty then, but no funny business." Mr. Howard said, eyeing Sam and Freddie.
Sam and Freddie proceeded to touch legs for the rest of the class.
"Remember to read!" Mrs. Briggs shouted as the students ran out of the school looking forward to their break.
"Freddie!" Carly called. "Wanna walk home with me?"
"Can't, Sam has detention." Freddie replied, hoping she'd 'forget' that there wasn't any detention on the last day of school.
"Alright...see you when you get back to my apartment." Carly said, beginning her walk home.
"Hmm...maybe I should pick some food up for them." Carly thought.
"Ugh, my hair!" Carly said as she dug out her workbook to cover her head from the sudden cloudburst. "I spent 90 dollars yesterday on this!"
-Meanwhile back at School-
"You up for some making out at your place, nub?" Sam asked as she came out of the school.
"Shoosh, yeah. Had to fib to Carly, though." Freddie said. "I told her you had detention, hoping that she'd forget that they don't have detention on the last day, and she bought it. Now we just have to wait until she gets back to her apartment."
"Nobody says fib anymore, Frednub." Sam rolled her eyes. "Decent lie."
Sam moved to hold his hand, but Freddie tore his hand away.
"And I thought you were better at keeping secrets." Freddie smirked. "We can't hold hands here, Sam."
"Shuddup, Fredward." Sam turned her head, but Freddie knew she was blushing.
"Alright, we should be able to leave now." Freddie checked his PearPhone.
"What are we waiting for, Freddumb?" Sam asked. "Let's get going!"
"Oh, great. It starts raining as soon as we leave." Freddie groaned.
"It's only rain, nub. You can't use a book or something to cover your nubby head with?" Sam suggested.
"You know you love my hair, especially since you run your hands through it every time we make out." Freddie said, causing Sam to blush again. "At least I can thank Mrs. Briggs for something." Freddie pulled out his workbook and a rubber band, strapping it to his head.
"Cool invention, Fredweird." Sam snickered.
Freddie rolled his eyes, but stopped in his tracks when he noticed Carly walking out of B.F. Wangs.
"Chiz!" Freddie whispered. Sam and Freddie ducked behind a nearby dumpster. Freddie peeked above the dumpster to see Carly staring at him.
"AHHHH!" Freddie jumped back. "Uh...hey Carly."
"I thought you said Sam had detention..." Carly said.
"Knowing Sam, she got the teacher to leave the room and snuck out." Freddie shrugged.
"Oh, alright. Well, come on." Carly motioned for them to follow her.
Freddie gave Sam a "that was close" look, and Sam rolled her eyes. He knew that Sam agreed with him though, and hoped that he'd get rewarded for his lie.
After they made it back to Apartment 8-C, they ate at the Shay's kitchen table. Spencer was at the junkyard looking for parts to make a new sculpture. Sam and Freddie absentmindedly held hands under the table.
"Uh...guys?" Carly inquired. "Why are you guys holding hands again?"
"Oh, I got scared of something on the TV." Freddie said quickly.
"But we didn't watch any TV..." Carly reminded.
"Uh..."
A/N: Just testing this out. Let me know what you think :) Things should get messy in the coming chapters. Alright, I have a P&F request to fulfill, and I have another Felanie oneshot in progress. See y'all later.
~G