A/N: i wrote this after watching Kick Ass, I don't know why. All I know is, I'm in love with Chloe Moretz. And I'm a girl. Seriously. She's so good in everything she does. I could talk about her all day, but I probably shouldn't here...

commence.


'I broke up with Carly.' He voiced, and Sam barely turned her head.
He gazed over to where she was sitting on the fire escape steps and wondered why she wasn't saying anything. Didn't she care?
'Why?' She asks suddenly, catching him off guard.
'I... I...' He tries to think of a reason as to why he did it, without giving away the real reason, and fails miserably.
'I did it for you.' He blurts, and this makes her look.
'You what?' She growls, and he hardly stirs. The threat of Sam hurting him doesn't scare him nearly as much as it used to.
'You broke my best friends heart... For me? Why?' She demands, and he stands up just as she has.
'Because I couldn't get you off my mind, Sam! Is this what you wanted? Well done, you've officially won. It always has to be about you. Carly's hardly heartbroken - She's run straight back to Griffin. I don't care though, I just couldn't keep pretending like I'm not in fucking love with you anymore. Okay?' He snaps, and she flinches.
He breathes deeply and she gets a soft look in her eyes.
'Benson, I-'
'Save it Puckett, I know you don't feel the same.'
'You're one messed up kid, Freddo. But you've got passion, I'll give you that.' She says fondly, reaching up to ruffle his hair.
'Sam...' He breathes, and he softly pulls her hand down to his face.
She rubs his cheek with her thumb, and laces her other arm around his neck.
'C'mere.' She mumbles, and pulls his craving lips down to her own.
He pulls her closer, and she's standing on her tippy toes and wondering how she's ever gone this long without kissing him.


i'm having an uploading party right now and basically uploading everything in my doc manager. don't mind me folks.