Kinda short, but it's my first one. Read, Review if you want. Have fun. If I owned iCarly, I wouldn't be doing my writing here. :p
An eternity passed. My lips press against hers. My eyes half open; her eyes closing slowly. Bliss in strongest sense of the word, and then sorrow in a sense ten times as strong. We part. I'm stunned. What to say? Another eternity passes. Speak Benson! Speak!
"Well," I choke out. "That was …"
"Nice," she finishes.
"Yeah, nice. Uh…" I can't think of anything else to say. Why can't I speak? She has stolen the words directly from my lips with her own. This isn't right. This is Sam. I can say things to Sam. Mean things, hurtful things, things that don't matter, but now, none of those things seem right. I don't want to hurt her. I don't want anyone to hurt her. I have to say something, anything to let her know that she's now become a really big part of my life. How do I do that? What can I say?
"Good work," she states without any emotion. Maybe she's having as much trouble as I am searching for words.
"Thank you. You too," I reply. Well, I think to myself, those were at least words. She's turning. She's leaving? No, she can't leave yet. I know I have words to stop her. Think! What does she need to hear? Is she going through this turmoil? Is she even affected at all? If she is what can I say to make it go away? I have to say something that makes this alright again.
"Hey," I spurt out as she crosses the windowsill back to my apartment. "I hate you." What!?! I just told her I hate her. What a complete moron I am. She's going to go running away and never come back, and I deserve it. Go ahead and run. Leave the freak to his own devices.
"Psh, hate you, too," she replies and leaves. She's gone. She hates me. We've just done an incredibly stupid thing and I am going to be tormented for the rest of my life. I am condemned to have my heart chained to a blonde goddess until such time as she decides to crush it in her beautiful hands. No! If she is going to own my heart, I am going to give it willingly.
"Sam!" I call out. No answer. "Sam!" I try again; still nothing. I leave the fire escape, but she's already gone. What do I do now? Did it mean nothing to her? What does it mean to me? I mean, this is Sam; she always tries to make my life a nightmare, and usually succeeds. Just a few days ago, she revealed my biggest secret to the world; I really should hate her, but I don't. I have to catch her. I open the door to the hallway, and there stands my blonde beauty.
"What took you so long?" she asks with sly smile. I slightly caress her hair and pull her face towards mine. Our lips meet again and the world spins around me. The hallway fades and a jerk awake in my chair on the fire escape. I can still feel her on my lips; her hair in my hands, but none of it was real. It was all some bittersweet dream. I stretch my legs out and close my eyes to revel in what is left of my dream.
Knock, Knock, Knock.
I turn and see her standing at my window. I nervously wave her across with two fingers.
"What's up," she asks. I smile.
"Nothing…"