Author's note: I was thought this up late at night listening to my iPod. I just saw the episode where Sam and Freddie kiss and near squealed. I just love those love-hate relationships. I guess you could call this a songfic, since the inspiration behind it came from a song, but it kinda mutated beyond the meaning of the song. The story is written from Freddie's POV, so if it seems scattered, that's because they're supposed to be his thoughts. Anyway here are some of the lyrics from the song.
"Got myself a notion Maybe
we'll discover If we listen to each
other's heart
And one I know that you'll understand
To
set the world in motion by reaching out for each other's hand
What we shoulda known all along
One way or
another, together's where we both belong
We'll find we're never too far apart
And maybe
love is a reason why
For the first time ever, we're seein' it
I-2-I"
And now for our feature presentation. . .
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He watched as she stepped over the ledge and started to walk away. He heard himself as he said those words: "I hate you." They came out fondly, almost as if they meant what he really wanted to say.
Almost. . .
He said them to keep the status quo between them. To let her know it didn't change anything, but it did.
They had shared a kiss. He had felt her uncertainty during it, how conflicted she was. How tense she was.
It had been weird at first for him too. I mean wasn't she the one who called him demeaning names all the time? Didn't she insult him on a regular basis? Put him down, make fun of him, hurt him, prank him. Didn't she proclaim her hatred for him and make his life miserable everyday?
Yet a part of him enjoyed the kiss, even delighted in it. He loved the feel of her lips pressed against his, the smell of her hair surrounding him. She intoxicated him.
He knew this incident would blow over soon enough and the both of them would forget it ever happened. But how could he? She was his first kiss, and he hers. How could they forget? How could they not kiss someone else and compare it to their first? How could things go back to normal? How could two people who made it a point to hate each other fall in love?
He supposed he had always loved her. He supposed he had hidden it from her and himself and directed it at someone else. He supposed he did it to keep himself sane. For surely he would have gone mad from her tortures. Knowing she hated him while her pined for her. She made it easy to love someone else. . .
Such thoughts are useless, he knew. She would never change just because they had kissed. She had a reputation to protect. She would never dare fall in love with him. Never.
Oh how she knew how to torture him. . .He wanted to run after her and scoop her up in his arms and feel her lips on his again. Emotions conflicted within him. He hated her for the all the pain she caused him and will continue to cause him. He loved her for being her. He pitied her for her denial. He resented her for her ability to shut off her own feelings.
If only she knew, if only she saw, if only she'd admit she loved him too. Only then would they see eye to eye.
But that would never happen, and he knew it. He knew things would eventually go back to normal, one way or another. They would go back to hating each other. And they would never tell anyone what had happened. . .
Author's Note (again XD): Well now I have no idea what song it's like, haha. Anyway I hope you liked it and I will write another one from Sam's point of view.