iLove You: Chapter Two
Not so oblivious...
Carly awoke to a bit of a surprise, staring down the front of Sam's tank top from where her head lay on the blonde's chest. Memories of the night before flooded her mind which was quickly followed by blood flooding her cheeks. It felt good laying like this, real good, and Sam's arm wrapped protectively around her only made it better. Sighing with contentment she snuggled closer to the blonde and settled in.
“Carly, you awake?” Sam asked, surprising Carly a little.
“Yeah, just a minute ago.” Carly felt the girl release a pent up breath.
“Can I take that you're not pushing me away and making excuses as a good thing?” Sam asked. Even though her tone held its usual dry humor, Carly could hear the underlying hint of fear in her voice. Grinning and blushing all over again, Carly turned and gave the blonde a quick peck on the lips.
“I learned something really, really interesting about myself last night... and I think I like it,” Carly answered, giving Sam a reassuring squeeze. “So are we like... girlfriends now? I'm not sure how this works.”
“Only if you want us to be...” Sam said hesitantly, Carly giggled.
“I seem to remember asking for more and more kisses and... touches last night,” Carly said, blushing at the last bit, “so really Sam, you don't need to be so worried. I'm not going anywhere...” Carly trailed off as she leaned up to press their lips together in another brief kiss.
“Carly...” Sam whispered as they pulled away, preparing to dip in for a deeper kiss only to be interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
“Hey Carly are you ready yet?!” Came Freddy's voice through the door followed by the sound of a key working the lock. Both girl's eyes shot wide open as they scrambled apart, trying to put as much distance between each other as possible before the door swung open to reveal Freddy sipping away at a smoothie. “You guys are still sleeping? School starts in like fifteen minutes!” Carly looked at the clock and screamed.
“Sam! Why didn't you wake me up?!” she squawked to the mischievously grinning blonde.
“I was comfy,” she said suggestively, only to break into a fit of giggles at the deep blush that spread across Carly's face. Freddy's smoothie promptly hit the floor. Both girls turned to him to see him gaping in surprise.
“Did... did Sam just... giggle?” he asked incredulously.
“And what if I did, midget?” Sam threatened, Carly merely rolled her eyes and hauled Sam to her feet and towards the stairs. “Hey, where you dragging me? You know I don't like to be dragged!”
“You're clothes stink so you're borrowing some of mine. Not gonna have my gi... friend wearing smelly clothes!” Carly shouted, not allowing the blonde to argue her way out of it. Freddy shook his head as he picked up his smoothie and made his way over to the cart to take it down while he waited.
“Hey, were you guys messing around with my cart?!” he shouted up the stairs.
“Sam ran into it last night, why?” Carly shouted back from up the stairs.
“The camera battery's dead... she must have knocked it loose or something...” Frowning, he checked his system and saw that it was still connected to the server. Disappointed with himself for being so careless he went through the process of updating the site with the new data, laughing at the sounds of Sam groaning about this or that from upstairs. When finished, he checked the new numbers, his eyes going wide. “Hey, last night's broadcast had a record number of hits!”
“Really?!” Carly shouted as she came bounding down the stairs, Sam trailing miserably behind her in a pair of tight fitting, glitter covered, jeans and a purple shirt emblazoned with the words 'Cuter Then You!' across the front. Freddy would have fallen over laughing if not for the icy death glare the girl was shooting him.
“One word and you die,” Sam said menacingly, Freddy swallowed hard and nodded.
“So what's the new record, like 400,000?” Carly asked as she bustled about the kitchen making the two of them some cereal.
“Really? That's weird, it wasn't even that good of a show...” Sam wondered as she sat down.
“Maybe people just really liked seeing you act all sweet to me,” Carly suggested, delighting at the sight of Sam trying to hold back a blush, barely managing the task by focusing on wolfing down her cereal.
“Who knows, might be a fluke, I'll run through the numbers and check the email and message boards at school... which we should have left for like five minutes ago!” Freddy shouted, causing the girls to go double time on their cereal.
“Here, I'll get that,” Sam said, taking Carly's bowl over to the sink and rinsing it out with her own. Freddy again stared in open mouth shock until Carly shot him a glare.
“I take it the two of you made up big time,” he whispered when they were out of earshot. Carly grinned from ear to ear.
“You have no idea...”
“Sorry we're late!” the girls shouted as they came bursting through the doors a full minute after the bell had rung. An instant cacophony of whispers seemed to engulf the room upon their entrance. Nervously, the two of them made their way to two open desks on the other side of the room, picking up bits and pieces of it along the way. Most of the chatter seemed to be about their messy hair and Sam's clothes, which only left Carly even more confused. The two shared a puzzled glance before the teacher stood from her desk and cleared her throat.
“From the clamor I believe most of you are whispering about the same thing so I'm just going to make this very clear. It is NOT to be discussed during my class, any and all mention of it will result in immediate detention, is that understood?” A disappointed murmur of agreement passed through the class and she nodded, shooting a somewhat hopeful glance at the two of them. Carly nodded, not quite understanding what was going on, before throwing a worried look at Sam who simply shrugged and settled into her usual slouched position for the rest of the class. Carly could feel the stares of her classmates boring into the whole lesson and breathed a sigh of relief when the bell finally rang.
“Carly, Sam, can I speak to you for a moment?”
“Yeah, sure thing Mrs. Strauss,” Carly said nervously as they waited for the rest of the class to leave. When they were finally alone the woman took a deep breath and looked back and forth between the two of them.
“I honestly don't know whether to congratulate or chastise the two of you. That was a very brave thing you did but... well, I wish you would have been more careful,” the woman said, wringing her hands together. Suddenly it clicked in Carly's mind, they were worried about the accident.
“Well there wasn't really much to think about, Sam just means so much to me. I think any true friend would have done the same.” The woman smiled awkwardly.
“Well, I don't know about that but... just try to be careful about what you put on the show. Not everybody is going to be so accepting and I think you're a little young for such... experiences. If you ever need to... talk to someone about it, you can always come to me, okay girls?” the woman offered.
“Yeah, okay... we'll try to be more careful and we'll do that,” Sam said, easing towards the door. “Uh, thanks for worrying, but we really need to go!” she said, grabbing Carly by the arm and dragging her out of the class. “Wow, that was weird! What was with everybody staring at us? It was just...” she stopped short when she noticed the normally packed and noisy hallway was dead silent and all eyes were on them.
“Sam...” Carly whispered nervously, easing closer to the blonde who let out an irritated growl.
“Okay, what's with all the staring and the whispering?! Yeah, I'm wearing Carly's clothes, what's the big freaking deal?! You!” she shouted, pointing at small girl who just happened to be closest.
“Umm... I'm happy for you!” the girl squeaked before running off down the hall. Sam spun around looking for another target but the bell rang, giving everyone an excuse to flee.
“Uh, where the heck is Freddy? Maybe he can figure this out...”
As it was, the two had no luck finding Freddy between classes and had to settle with the stares, whispers, and even glares from their classmates for the next three periods. Even the teachers all gave some variation of the 'no talking about it' speech. Carly was really starting to panic and Sam was close to exploding by the time lunch came along and the two of them spotted Freddy who was frantically waving them into the computer lab.
“Okay, what the heck is going on, nerd linger! You've been avoiding us all day so I know you know something! Why is everyone treating us like we sat in dog crap or something?!” Sam shouted, finding herself somewhat surprised when Freddy didn't flinch away.
“Did you do it on purpose?” he asked calmly.
“Did I do what on purpose?!”
“The camera, did you do that on purpose?”
“Bang my elbow on it in the dark, yeah I try to do it every night!” Sam said sarcastically. “What the heck are you talking about?”
“So you didn't start the feed on purpose?”
“No I didn't start the damn feed on...” her jaw went slack for a moment. “S-Start the... you mean I...” Freddy turned to a nearby computer, brought up the web browser and hit play. A night vision shot of the two of them sharing a heated kiss began rolling, Sam's hands were clearly buried under Carly's shirt and caressing her bare back. Freddy hit stop.
“Oh my god!” Carly shrieked, clapping both her hands to her mouth as she backed up against the wall. “No... not good... not good! Everybody... they all saw...” Murmuring quietly to herself, she slid down the wall and buried her face in her hands.
“Carly!” Sam shouted, dropping to her knees and throwing her arms around the girl's shoulders. “Oh Carly I'm so sorry! I'm such an idiot!” Sam cried out, her own tears spilling onto the girl's shoulders. “I didn't do this on purpose, I swear to you Carly...” Carly slowly lowered her hands and looked up into the blonde's teary eyes.
“Sammy... what do we do... they all know... you saw how they looked at us!”
“I-I don't know. Maybe... maybe it's not as bad as we think,” Sam said with false hope in her voice. Freddy cleared his throat.
“I need to show you two something,” he said nervously.
“We're kinda already dealing with something here!” Carly shrieked, surprising Sam with the sudden outburst.
“It might help... just come over here.” Sam helped Carly to her feet and settled her girlfriend into a nearby chair, leaning over the back to look at whatever Freddy had for them.
“This is the iCarly fan mail page that you two see when you log in,” Freddy explained. Sam glanced down the list of topics and saw not a single one of them so much as mentioned the kissing.
“Wait, you mean nobody even wrote in about it? See, Carly, maybe it really isn't so bad!” Sam announced triumphantly. Carly sniffed and looked up at her hopefully.
“And this,” Freddy said, logging out and back in as himself, “is what I see when I log in...” Sam's heart fell as she read down the list again. The words gay, lesbian, fag, and dyke appearing in almost every other one.
“Gee Freddy, thanks a lot! You wanna give us paper cuts and rub salt in them too?!” Sam shouted, glaring daggers at the boy as Carly started crying again.
“It's not what you think! This is a list of fan mail we got for the first ever iCarly... and the second...” he clicked over to a page that looked much the same, “and the third... and it just keeps going. The fans have been... speculating about the two of you since the very beginning.”
“You mean this whole time...” Sam choked on the words. Carly went limp in the chair.
“So everybody thinks we're... but why haven't they said anything in person?” Carly asked quietly, Freddy turned away.
“There's sort of a wager going on to see if you'd admit it on your own or not. I kind of helped spread it around so people wouldn't bother you. I thought if you two knew... you wouldn't want to do the show anymore. I never imagined you really would be...”
“We aren't!” Carly shouted suddenly, cringing as she felt Sam's hands go stiff on her shoulders. “I mean... we weren't. Last night was... it all happened so fast and... oh I don't know! This is all so much so fast and... oh my god...” Carly's voice dropped to a whisper. “My parents watch the show whenever they can... grandpa too... and Spencer, what if he saw it! Oh no... this isn't good... this isn't good!” Carly stood suddenly and bolted from the room before Sam could get her arms around her.
“Carly wait!” Sam shouted after recovering from the initial shock, running after the terrified girl. Carly was practically running blind, bumping into several people as she sprinted through the halls, not caring where she ended up. “Carly, please stop and talk to me!” Sam pleaded to the running figure but received no response. Sam's eyes widened in horror upon realizing where the girl's feet were taking her. “Carly don't go that way, that's the...” too late Carly came to her senses and realized that she had just burst right into the middle of the crowded cafeteria, hundreds of eyes instantly turned on her. She stood trembling, unable to speak, unable to even breath under the prying eyes of the mob.
“Carly...” The whispered word hit her like a hammer and she cringed. “Please listen to me, Carly...” These words had a sort of calming affect and her pulse began to slow.
“Sammy, I... I'm scared...” she said, voice wavering with every word.
“I know,” Sam said quietly, easing a little closer to the terrified girl, “so am I... but I'm not really worried.”
“Why not?” Carly could barely breath the words, it felt like the stares were sucking all of the air from her lungs.
“Because we're gonna get through this together, just like we always have,” Sam whispered, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around Carly.
“People... they'll hate us,” Carly said, her voice somewhat stronger as if reassured from the contact.
“Only the stupid ones,” Sam said with a weak laugh, feeling the tension drain slightly from the other girl. “The smart ones will just be jealous.”
“We've been through the worst times of our lives together Carly... we'll get passed all of this too... together... if you'll have me that is. I'm kinda lazy and a little perverted but I think I'm not too bad of a catch. Who knows, maybe some of your perfection will rub off on me?” This got a small giggle from the girl which unfortunately died off into a sigh.
“I don't know Sammy...”
“Neither do I, all I know is that I want to be with you no matter what happens... I love you Carly.”
“Oh Sam!” Carly cried out, whirling around in the embrace to plant her lips on the stunned blonde's. Her own eyes widened in shock as she realized exactly what she was doing and where she was doing it. Without warning a thunderous mixture of cheers and shouts went up from the mass of students surrounding them. Pulling away from each other the two of them stared in open mouthed shock as a wave of their classmates seemed to crash in around them. Carly would remember that some of them were casting them dirty looks, some offering their congratulations, some of them even exchanging money with disappointment or glee on their faces. Most of all however, she'd remember that Sam's hand never left hers the entire time.
“Are you two ready?” Freddy asked as he readied the camera, both girls seated on the futon nodded. “We're good to go in three... two... one...”
“Hey everybody, this is my girlfriend, Sam!” Carly said with a bright smile, motioning to Sam.
“And this is my girlfriend, Carly!” Sam said, repeating the action. “Welcoming you to what is going to be the shortest and most serious iCarly web cast yet.”
“Why so short you ask? Because pretty much all we're going to do is ask you a question. We know that a lot of you are probably concerned, even outraged by what you saw last night...” Carly said, wavering slightly.
“We wanted to apologize, especially to any of you parents out there. It really was an accident that the camera was turned on but what happened after that wasn't,” Sam said, blushing slightly. Carly took over again.
“We never meant to, nor will we ever broadcast anything like that ever again so please don't flood our mail and message boards with threats or requests or anything like that. This is a show for teenagers and it always will be... but...” she trailed off, unsure of how to proceed. Sam smiled and slipped her hand into Carly's, lacing their fingers together.
“Carly and I have decided that we're going to be together and little bits of that are probably gonna make it into the show...” with that she leaned over and kissed Carly's cheek, instantly setting them ablaze from blushing.
“T-This brings us to the question we wanted to ask all of you,” Carly said, stammering awkwardly from embarrassment. “Knowing what you now know... do you still want to watch, iCarly? If you do, then we'll see you tomorrow at the usual time with a full length episode.”
“And if you don't you can go eat a crap sandwich without the bread for all we care!” Sam said with a nasty grin, only to yelp as Carly pinched her leg.
“Be nice!” she hissed before turning and smiling sweetly at the camera. “If you don't, then we ask that you simply leave us with our thanks for supporting the show for as long as you have. Think about what we've said and hopefully we'll see you tomorrow!” Carly finished.
“And we're out! That seems like it went about as good as it could have,” Freddy offered as he made sure everything was disconnected and shut down.
“I hope so,” Carly murmured. Sam grinned and leaned over to fall into the girl's lap.
“Who cares? So long as I have my Carly I'm not gonna complain,” Sam said, closing her eyes and humming as Carly began running her fingers through her hair.
“I don't think I'll ever get used to girly Sam,” Freddy said with a shudder as he packed up the last of his equipment. “So what are you two got planned for the rest of the day?”
“Oh... this and that,” Carly murmured, brushing her fingers across Sam's cheek.
“I really need to get some guy friends,” Freddy muttered as he wheeled his cart out the door.
“Hey Carly, Spencer's flight was delayed... right?” Sam asked smoothly, reaching over to trail her fingertips across Carly's stomach, feeling the girl go rigid beneath her.
“Y-Yeah?” Carly breathed, swallowing hard over the lump that had formed in her throat.
“Well, I was wondering if we could go upstairs... lay out together on your bed...” she rolled over and kissed Carly's belly through her shirt.
“Sam, I don't think we.. ah...” Carly gasped.
“...and read some stories from that site I was telling you about,” she finished, grinning up at the dreamy look on Carly's face.
“Mmm yeah, okay let's do it... I mean...” Carly shook her head to clear it, glaring down at the beaming girl. “You're evil, you do realize that?”
“I plan on basing the next few years of our lives on it,” Sam said, raising off Carly's lap and stealing a kiss on the way up.
“What was that site called again?” Carly asked, holding her hands out for Sam to help her up with. Sam pulled her up and right into a deep kiss, her arms snaking around the girl's back and up under her shirt to caress the bare skin underneath. “I really hope you're a patient girl in the long run,” Carly gasped after the kiss was broken, “because when you touch my bare skin like that...” she shivered in Sam's arms.
“The site's called Deviant Hearts,” Sam said, turning and walking towards the stairs, almost giggling at the way her hips seemed to sway on their own. “And don't you worry Carly,” she whispered huskily as she paused and glanced back over her shoulder, “there's so much more we can do before we get into all of that...” she trailed off suggestively before slinking her way up the stairs.
“Well,” Carly whispered to herself, pausing for moment to steady her wobbly legs before she followed after the girl, “hopefully you don't keep me waiting for too long though...”