


Hatefully Yours

by snixor



Category: iCarly
Genre: Humor, Romance
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2010-07-07
Updated: 2010-07-07
Packaged: 2014-02-21 05:55:21
Rating: T
Chapters: 1
Words: 450
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6120112/1/
Author URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/1957660/snixor
Summary: A look into the famous SLAP-SLAP-KISS aspect of Sam and Freddie's relationship. Why? Because, often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them.





	Hatefully Yours

**A/N: Okay, so this is my first actual story on this website and I am extremely excited to share it with you. (: I'm not the absolute GREATEST writer in the world, so this can be somewhat considered as practice.**

**Disclaimer: I own nothing, no need to rub it in.**

"_My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,  
and I know that I should let go,  
but I can't.  
And every time we fight I know it's not right,  
every time that you're upset and I smile.  
I know I should forget, but I can't."_

_Kate Nash, Foundations_

"You know, you're not being fair."

Shove.

"Shut up, Fredwart."

Sigh.

"Sam…"

This is an average Friday evening at Carly's house.

After school, before iCarly and during a game of Monopoly. Sam gets my favorite game piece, _**again**_, and there's **absolutely nothing** I can do about it. Carly tries to help, but her attempts are futile.

"Give it here, _Samantha._" I tease, winding her up, despite the consequences. Her hair whips around as she turns to face me, her cheeks rosy and her eyes narrowed.

"What was that, _Fredward._" She replies, moving closer. **Challenge accepted.**

Carly looks between the two of us, Sam quirks an eyebrow and I wait, now wondering if taking the risk was really worth it. Adrenaline courses in my veins.

**One.**

"_Do you have a death wish, Benson?"_

**Two.**

"_Not that I'm aware of, Puckett."_

**Three.**

"_You're such a nub."_

**Four.**

"_Sticks and stones."_

**Five.**

_Pause._

**Six.**

"_Take the stupid piece, dork. It's not that great anyways."_

**Seven.**

"_Really now?"_

**Eight.**

"_Just take it, __**now**__."_

I reach for the game piece, eyeing the demon before me. When it's in my grasp, my guard goes down.

Skin brushes skin, and electricity **whips** at me.

We pull back quickly, eyes wide. Room silent.

Carly clears her throat. "Okay," Awkward chuckle. "Who wants to go first?"

Sam and I both raise our hands, she stares me down and I feel frozen, bound by **chains**. I gather my courage and say, "I'm going first."

Sam smirks, and the excitement returns.

_Sticks and stones may break my bones, but __**whips **__and __**chains**__ excite me._

**A/N: Aaaaand, SCENE! I hope you liked it, I've never really written anything like this before. I didn't have it written out before either; I just kind of sat and typed. XD I don't really know what to think of it though, tell me what you think.**

**Constructive Critique = Accepted AND wanted. :D**

**Flames = I could use a nice fuel for my campfire. (;**

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