I DO NOT OWN ICARLY
Okay a one-shot! Wooooo! Okay, my sister is getting married in July…the 25th, actually…So don't expect me to write very many one-shots for you!! Enjoy this very random one-shot I came up with while I was shopping for my sisters wedding dress with her…
GIMMIABREAKGIMMIABREAKBREAKMEOFFAPIECEOFTHATKITKATBAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You lay awake wondering what you're supposed to do at two in the morning. You throw the covers off of your body and walk down to your mother's room. She's turned on her side and you decide it's be best to leave her on her own for the night. When you reach the kitchen, you push your head into the fridge and scan for anything to eat. Of course, your mother hasn't bothered to go to the store.
You walk over to your phone and start to punch in his number. Then, deciding it'd be best to leave him alone for the night, you walk outside in your bare feet. You scan in your mind exactly how to get "home". Not your real home, but your home. You successfully cross the street and tip-toe around your grouchy neighbor's house. You come to a deserted street and begin to walk in the middle of it.
You kick your feet up high in the air as you stride down the street. You stop dead in your tracks as you see a person, or that's what you thought it was, walking forward.
Towards you.
You think about running back down the street but you think best of it and continue to stare at the figure. Then you see them.
Shimmering brown eyes watch your blue eyes. You immediately smile and yell, "Hey!"
He recognizes you and seems to speed up. You lift yourself onto the tips of your toes again and walk towards him. You don't really understand why you're on your tip-toes, but you are.
Once you're inches away he says, "Sup?" and you can't help but smile. You shrug and laugh. But all of a sudden you're kissing him. You can't quite remember who leaned in first, but you don't really care.
You're the one who pulls away. When you do, you watch his eyes a second or so. Then you say five words before leaving.
"You taste like ham, Benson."
KITKATSAREGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Heyy!! Okay!! Once again, won't be able to do many stories… (Sigh…) but after July I go back to school and that means homework...Leaving me very little time to write. Plus, in November I will have a Niece/Nephew (We find out Thursday which it is...boy or girl)
And I'm already going to work with my mom everyday so things are a bit hectic… But remember to…
Love from the heart and only the heart,
RMG10