May 12th, 2013.
Okay, maybe it wasn't a very good idea to trust my sense of direction and just drive for two hundred miles without any navigation system or map within reach. Nope, there was nothing in my car except for a raging Sam…
Wasn't that great?
"Remind me to kill you once we're out of here."
She crossed her arms over her chest, and I felt her furious look burning on my right cheek. I didn't need to actually see her to tell how she was looking by now. I bet her eyes were on fire.
"I… won't forget," I mumbled, gazing to the empty road in front of me that seemed like it was never going to end.
"Do you have any idea where we are? Because I don't!"
"Yeah! We must be close to –"
"Close? Do you know what's close right now? Me from bursting out!"
"Didn't you already?" I asked with a light chuckle, which I regretted immediately.
"So you think this is funny?" she asked me with a voice so high I didn't recognize her.
"No… no I mean… No this isn't funny," I answered carefully. Maybe it was better for me to shut up now and focus on the road.
"I'll go call Carly we aren't gonna make it to her very first real performance. Yeah, we are one hell of great friends. I know she'll be disappointed. And that's all because of you, Fredward Benson! Thanks. A lot."
I just kept silent, listening to her rapid breathing. It reminded me of our very first date.
April 18th, 2011.
"You're unbelievable."
"What?"
"THIS is what you want to do on our very first date?"
"Yeah… What's wrong?"
"It's so… How can I say… cheesy, ordinary, unoriginal…"
"Well, I'm sorry. I thought you said you wanted to keep things simple."
"Well, I'm sorry. I thought you would be creative."
"Come on, Sam. What's up? You don't have to be nervous…"
"Nervous… I'm… I'm not nervous!"
"Then why are you breathing like that?"
"Like what, Benson?"
"Like you just ran a marathon or something."
"Oh shut up. The movie's starting."
"…"
May 12th, 2013.
I heard the bleeping of Sam's phone as she typed in Carly's number.
"What the hell?" She cried after a moment of silence.
"Let me guess, you can't reach her?"
"No! And that's because there's no freakin' coverage in here!"
"That sucks."
"Yeah, you genius, it does. And it's your fault!"
"Sam, instead of picking on me, you could also help me out a little."
"No thanks. You don't want my help."
"Well… I'm asking you, so practically I do."
"No, I'm completely disorientated in here. I don't even know if we're going south, north, west, whatever."
"Right."
And there was a moment of silence again. But not an awkward one. I'd rather have her this silent than her screaming at me.
We were heading to Carly's first performance as she was going to sing a solo for her colleges' band. It was a huge opportunity for her to meet very important people from the music-business. I still remember her screaming through the telephone, telling me that this was something she'd only been dreaming of. And now it was going to happen for real.
And we, as her two best friends, might not show up because I got us lost.
Man, I seriously felt the need to just bump my forehead against my steering wheel, but I didn't want to get us involved into a car accident too. So I just sighed loudly, trying to get rid of all the frustration I've been suppressing for a long time.
"Can we stop for a moment?" Sam asked in a soft voice.
"Sure," I answered, "why do you want to stop?"
"Toilet," she answered shortly and shamefacedly.
"Right."
I pulled the car over to the right side of the road. As soon as the car stopped moving, I looked at her. The anger had left her face, and I could see she was getting weary.
"You… stay here?" she asked awkwardly. I just nodded.
"I'll be right back." She hopped out of the car into the bush. And as she promised, she came back within minutes. I noticed the big grin that was plastered on her face. This moment seemed like a deja-vu.
April 19th, 2011.
"You tell them."
"No, you tell them."
"I can't wait to see their faces."
"Me neither. Come on, Sam. You tell them."
"But… what do I say?"
"Freddie and I are dating. Or… Freddie is incredibly, abnormally, desperately in love with me. So am I."
"Watch it, Freddifer! I'm not desperately in love with you!"
"Oh, you are."
"I am?"
I didn't need to think any longer. I gave her a kiss that needed to make clear how I felt about her. I needed to kiss her… desperately.
"Okay, maybe I am," she admitted after our lips separated. A huge grin crept upon her face.
May 12th, 2013.
"Come!" she demanded as she strongly grabbed my arm, trying to pull me out of the car. But I wouldn't give in that easily.
"Hey! What?" I chuckled.
But instead of answering, she pulled harder. So I just let myself get pulled out. As soon as I was standing on my feet, I could feel my legs were tired of sitting in the same position for a couple of hours in a row. I took a quick look upon my watch to see how long we've been driving exactly; three hours and thirty-five minutes since we left home about six. God, we could've been in Greenfall for two hours already.
Sam pulled me into the bush, and I noticed we were climbing a hill.
"Close your eyes!" she demanded steadily, but I could hear a tone of joy in her voice. So, I closed my eyes. She placed one of her hands before my eyes, just to make sure I wouldn't see a thing. Her hand was warm and smelled like lavender oil.
Once she stopped walking, she let go of my arm and my face. I opened my eyes to find out we were standing in front of a huge lake. The pink in the sky of the sun going down reflected beautifully in the large pool of black water.
"Wow," I breathed out.
"Nice, huh?" she whispered.
"I guess we're going the right way after all."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I can see Greenfall's church tower from here."
I pointed towards a little vertical figure that peeked out of the horizon.
"Huh? Am I that blind or…"
I stepped behind her. I bended my knees a little so that I could rest my head on her right shoulder. I grabbed her arm to move it to the little spire that peeked out of the skyline.
"There," I whispered softly in her right ear.
"Hmm, I can see it now… Awesome! We're not gonna miss Carly's show! We're not gonna be bad friends!" She pulled me roughly into a hug and I could feel her laugh vibrating against my body. I wish we could stay like this forever.
After a minute or so, she pulled back. Our eyes met and I could see confusion in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Freddie."
"For what?"
"All I cared about is being a good friend to Carly. But I wasn't a good friend to you. I'm sorry."
"It's fine."
"No it's not. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I'm gonna get you a navigation system as soon as we're home," She said as she squeezed in both of my cheeks, "Now, let's go back to the car and you drive us to our destination." She turned around to head back to the Jeep, but I grabbed her arm and spun her around so that she was facing me again.
"What?" she asked me, giggling lightly.
"I had to remind you to something."
"Oh yeah, I'm gonna kill you."
"You are?"
She nodded slowly. I noticed the playfully look in her eyes I've seen a several times before.
June 6th, 2011.
"Freddie?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you remember these tickle-fight we were used to have?"
"You mean the fights I never won?"
"Yeah."
"So… what's up with those?"
"I'm afraid you'll never beat me. I bet I'm still the best at it."
"Oh, no, Puckett. I bet I can beat you with my eyes closed."
"Wanna try?"
"Okay… The bet is on! You better start running now."
"No, YOU better start running now."
May 12th, 2013.
The next thing I knew was that I started to run like crazy through the bush, hearing her laugh chasing me. I couldn't help but laugh myself.
Within a minute I felt her arms grabbing me tightly around my waist. I never won this game. She had much faster legs than me, and, to be honest, her strength wasn't easy to beat either. But the game wasn't over yet, even though we were lying on the ground and she was on top of me, holding my wrists pinched to the ground. As her laugh died out and her breath stabilized, she said this:
"Freddie, really. I can be so damn mad at you and then, a few minutes later, I'm so happy to be with you. How do you do that?"
"I don't now…" I mumbled, keeping the words I actually wanted to say in the back of my head. She nodded and weakened her grip on my pulses.
"Actually, I do," I whispered when I noticed the disappointment in her eyes.
"Then tell me, tell me how."
No. I wasn't gonna tell her. Words were too easy and couldn't explain how I felt about her anyway. So I kept silent as I wrestled myself on top of her. I watched her beauty for a moment before I dove for her lips. I thought that was a great way to answer her question.
"Do you still want to kill me?" I asked in a husky tone as our lips separated.
"No, I think I'm gonna keep you for a while."
"Good."
And with that, our lips met again.
Hi everyone!
First of all, thanks for reading & thanks for the awesome reviews! It made me decide to make this a multi-chaptered story instead of a one-shot!
Second of all; as you can see, this chapter contains flashbacks just like my previous chapter. These flashbacks are connected to what happened in the previous chapter. So it isn't like a story with seperate one-shots. It's like one entity, you see?
Please review if you have the time, and excuse me for errors that might be in this story, my english isn't perfect because I'm just a Dutch schoolgirl!
Oh, and I do not own iCarly. The ones who do are geniuses!
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