A/N: So this one is pretty short too, but I heard this song and HAD to write a songfic, even though I'm not a huge fan of them. Enjoy, Favorite, Subscribe, and REVIEW!
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Last Kiss
I sat on my bed. It had been eight months since our breakup. Eight months. And I still wasn't over him.
"We sorta dated for a while. He's still not over me, it's kinda sad." I had told Natalie. He had yelled all these hurtful things about me in public, yet I still wasn't over him. And that was sadder.
I sighed and picked up my guitar. Yeah, Sam Puckett plays the guitar. And sings. And writes. Don't judge me. I strummed it quietly and started singing a song I had written loosely based on Freddie and I's breakup.
I still remember the look on your face
Lit through the darkness at 1:58
The words that you whispered
For just us to know
You told me you loved me
So why did you go away?
Away
I do recall now the smell of the rain
Fresh on the pavement
I ran off the plane
That July 9th
The beat of your heart
It jumps through your shirt
I can still feel your arms
But now I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is
I don't know how to be something you miss
I never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips
I do remember the swing of your step
The life of the party, you're showing off again
And I roll my eyes and then
You pull me in
I'm not much for dancing
But for you I did
Because I love your handshake, meeting my father
I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets
How you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something
There's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions
And I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is
I don't know how to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips
So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are
And I hope the sun shines
And it's a beautiful day
And something reminds you
You wish you had stayed
You can plan for a change in weather and time
But I never planned on you changing your mind
So I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is
I don't know how to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips
Just like our last kiss
Forever the name on my lips
Forever the name on my lips
Just like our last...
It was a beautiful song, if I do say so myself. "You know, that song could have a happy ending."
I gasped and looked up. Freddie Benson, the one the song was about, leaning on the door. "Get out." I said quietly, looking down.
He sat down beside me. "I didn't know you could play or sing."
"It never came up." I lied. Even Carly didn't know. She had asked me to do a duet with her on iCarly, but I told her I couldn't sing.
"You sound amazing." he said, taking the guitar from me and setting it behind us. He turned to me and looked at me with his gorgeous brown eyes. "You know, it's not too late to change the ending of the song."
"Yes it is." I said quietly,
"Why?"
"You're in love with Carly again." I said. This had been bothering me ever since the whole thing at Gibby's.
"I'm not in love with Carly again! What makes you think that?" he asked, sliding closer to me.
"Is it too late for you to love me?" I said, mimicking his voice.
"Sam..." he started but I interrupted them.
"Then at the pear store you go off yelling all my flaws to all the customers!" I was yelling now.
"Sam..."
"And at Nora's house, you said that Carly cared about you, and that I didn't! Didn't 'I love you' mean anything to you? Because it did to me! Forget it, go off with Carly and live-"
I was cut off by a pair of familiar lips pressed upon me. Freddie pulled back, and said, "I'm not in love with her, I'm in love with you. I was just trying to make you jealous. I love you, Sam Puckett." he said, resting his forehead on mine.
My face slowly turned into a soft smile and I gave him another kiss. "Let's go write that happy ending."