One Word, but A Handful of Memories

by MC-GAR-IL

In response to super67759 CAM one word challenge. Every word holds a precious memory for Carly and Sam to hold onto forever. They all led to this moment when they could be together, because let's face it she's Carly and she's Sam and you can't have one without the other

1. Hands

MC: Hey there people this story is in response to super67759 CAM word challenge. It's to distract me till my co-writers for my other story come back from camp. So while that story is on hiatus I decided to focus on this project so I don't just have anime related stories on my account, plus I love CAM and the last story I wrote didn't have a happy ending for them.

Disclaimer: Come on do you really think I would own Icarly and not have a CAM relationship up and running by now, proof that I don't own Icarly.

#35 Hands

I love holding Carly's hand; I think that our hands were meant for each other the way they fit together. It might be cliché but it's like two puzzle pieces that fit together, even before we were together I always had this obsession with her hands. Always finding some way to touch them no matter how insignificant it was. Like when we relax on the couch and I would lay in her lap I would grab her hand unconsciously and start drawing random patterns on them. Or when I made a bowl of popcorn I would try to time it so every now and then our hands would brush each other when she would reach for some of the salty treat.

I remember when we agreed to help Dave and Fleck make a video and me and Carly ended our friendship. That was the worse week of my life, no matter how angry I might have been at Carly at the time, without her there it was like a giant part of me disappeared. The night we were supposed to film our videos we had another fight about who would get to use the scaffolding outside her building, then I hit a button and it breaks. I saw Carly fall back and I grabbed her hand as fast as I could, the same hand that I love to hold and touch so much I was now holding onto for dear life. In that instant nothing else mattered, I felt Carly slip from my grip a little and every memory I had with her start to fade. I was not going to let that happen so I held her hand tighter and pulled with all my strength and pulled her up and I didn't let go of her the rest of the night.

Now that I have her in my grasp, I'll never let go and why would I want to. We belong together the way our hand fit together, she my other half, she completes my puzzle.