Hi! Everyone is in bed so I got a chance to post something! Yes, I know its more One Thousand Berry Balls, but I can't help it. It is my inspiration! I'm hooked on the Cabbie drug! (I don't take drugs people, I was only messing) Okaaay, so here you go! Silent Hope's 'He didn't say it in words' inspired this. Go check it out! Oh yeah, I don't own Victorious, k? Ok.

Our hands fit.
He sat beside me on the table and I laced our fingers together and his hand is sweaty like a fish but I don't care. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach flitting about. I can hear my heart hammering against my chest. His name flickers through my brain and my mind goes fuzzy. This isn't how best friends are meant to feel about each other. Except we aren't just best friends, are we? I'm Cat and he is Robbie and we have a different type of friendship. I mean, Jade and Beck are like siblings to me and Tori and André are two of my best friends and Trina is my friend too. But Robbie. He falls into another category all together. I was never sure which though until it happened. Until he told me his secret. He kissed me like I've never been kissed before and his secret tumbled from his lips onto mine. Too loud. Too exciting. Strange but familiar. Beautifully frightening. Too bright. Too strong. His secret wound its way round my heart and spun through my mind, making me dizzy. It-it couldn't be true, could it? All too soon we pulled apart. Robbie looked at me for an answer to the question his lips asked. His lips. Warm. Soft. Safe. Secret. Oh. I gasp as I realise what category Robbie fits under. This, this is different. This is-no. No. No. No. Run. My legs move of their own accord and bring me to my bike. Pedal. Pedal. Pedal. Just get out of here. Not safe. Dangerous. Pedal. So I do, all the way home. I sob into Mr. Purples. Tears run down my face and into my mouth. They taste of salt and guilt. And of Robbie's secret. The secret that has rooted itself deep inside of me. It won't let me forget the way Robbie's hair curls, the curve of his face, the question he asked me with his eyes, the way it feels when he kisses me. My head spins and I know running was wrong. I can't bring myself to go back, though, I can't face him. But I need to know. I need to answer his silent question that doesn't use words. I-I think I know the answer now. My head screams Are you crazy?! Why are you going back?! Not Safe, dangerous, remember? I laugh. Maybe I am crazy. My heart tells me to turn back, so I do. My head shouts in protest but I ignore it. Before I know it I'm here. Oh gosh help me.
'Cat? Cat! Is that you?'
I whip round at the sound of my name. Robbie. I squeak and my head takes over and I try to run but Robbie catches me and looks deep into my eyes.
'Why did you come back?' he asks quietly. The question is back in his eyes. He locks his fingers with mine. I look at them. Our hands fit. He follows my gaze and smiles before bringing his eyes back to mine again. Say something, Cat. Do something.
'Robbie?' I whispered.
'Yes, Cat?' he answered, brushing a piece of hair out of my eyes. Say it, just spit it out.
'I-um, I w-was just-' I stuttered nervously.
'Yes?'
I looked up at his lips, clutched his secret tightly, crossed my fingers and lent in to kiss him. Warm. Soft. Safe. Robbie's Secret. My Secret. A kiss that left us wide eyed and aware.
'Love,' I murmured dreamily in Robbie's arms.
'Pardon?' he asked.
'Love. That is the category you fall under. Love.' I answered.
Our hands fit.
Just like our hearts.

Well? What do you think? Pleasey please review cos then I will love you forever so yeah. Review please.