Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly, sadly. If I did, Seddie would have happened a long time ago!
I knocked on the door of Carly's apartment a few minutes after I left Sam's. I probably need to apologize for what I said on the phone, but a part of me feels like she deserves it. Carly finally opened the door and then slammed it again right in my face.
"Carly…" was all I needed to say because she flung open the door and threw her arms around me. I hugged her back, weakly. She didn't feel like Sam did when we hugged.
"Oh Freddie. I'm sorry for forcing so much stuff on you. You have a life and I should consider that." She said.
"It's fine." I mumbled. Her apology sounded kind of fake to me.
"So you were at Sam's?" she asked as we walked into her apartment. I could tell by the tone of her voice she was jealous.
"Yeah."
"Why would you go over there?" she asked being snobbish.
"For Sam's birthday." I answered. I felt like she was suffocating me. Something hit me suddenly. I knew that this whole dating thing wasn't going to work out.
"What's wrong Freddie? You're so quiet." She asked while stroking my hair.
I took her hand off of my head. "Carly we need to talk."
"About what?" she said playfully.
"About us, about how I think it's not really working out between us." I said.
Her face went from happy, to shocked, to mad in about two seconds.
"What?" she asked.
"I don't really think there's a spark between us. I'm just not feeling it anymore." I said. I thought about saying it's not you, it's me, but that would be a lie.
"Are you breaking up with me?" she asked.
"Um, yeah." I said quietly.
"I can't believe this. You're breaking up with me?" she asked. I could tell she mad.
"Pretty much." I said, not sure what else to say.
"Get out." She said.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Get out of this apartment and don't call me, text me, email me, or anything ever again. Got it?" she said.
"Okay." I said and left with the slam of a door. It was fine with me if I never had to talk to Carly again. The way she cut off Sam, and totally forgot her birthday really ticked me off.
I walked I into my apartment, but it was so lonely in there, I had to get out. The only other place I could think of to go to is the fire escape where Sam and I had our first kiss. I still remember what her lips tasted like against mine, soft and sweet, but sort of hard to. Like the vulnerable side of her, which I hardly ever get to see.
I sat down on the hard metal of the fire escape, my thoughts still surrounding Sam Puckett. Her beautiful blonde hair, her blue eyes I could stare into for hours. But, she would never go out with me. I just told myself to get rid of that thought because it would never happen.
I sighed and turned my PearPod on. The song was Running Away by AM. How ironic? That was the song that played while Sam and I had our first kiss. I let myself get lost in the lyrics of the song and my eyes closed.
A bright light woke me up from my peaceful sleep.
"Freddie wake up." A voice said loudly.
"Huh?" I said opening my eyes to see a flashlight right in face. "Get that away."
The flashlight was moved away and I saw the bright blue eyes of Sam staring at me.
"Hey." She said.
"Um, hello." I said.
"I figured you'd be out here." Sam said.
"Why? Were you looking for me?" I asked confused.
"I wanted to talk to you before anyone else found you first. You're mom's sick with worry and Carly's on her couch crying because she thinks you've run away." Sam said. She sounded annoyed.
"Oh, I didn't think Carly would care. I broke up with her last night. She told me she never wanted to talk to me again." I said.
"You really broke up with her?" Sam said. I noticed her face brightened considerably.
"Yeah." I answered.
"Oh." She said.
We just sat there quietly lost in our thoughts until I sighed.
"What?" Sam asked.
"I just don't want to face anyone in there right now. Not Carly, not my mother."
"Then don't." she said it like I was stupid.
"How could I avoid them?" I asked softly and turned to face her.
"Come with me." Was all she said, and then grabbed my hand and led me back into Bushwell.
We raced down the stairs instead of taking the elevator and once we got to the lobby, Sam got some money and paid Lewbert twenty bucks to be quiet about us leaving Bushwell together.
We got outside and Sam attempted to get a cab.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Away." Sam answered. She was so vague sometimes.
A cab pulled over to us and we both got in.
"Where to?" the cab driver asked.
"The nearest airport." Sam said.
"Wait Sam, the nearest airport?" I asked loudly. What the heck? The cab driver was already on his way to the Seattle Airport.
"We have to get away, both of us." Sam said softly.
The way she said that made me realize, it wouldn't matter what she said, I would go along with it. But, I still had some doubts about her plan.
"How in the world are we going to afford plane tickets? What about my mom? She'll freak when she can't find us." I asked.
Sam pulled a wad of cash out of her pockets. "Apparently my dad left me money before he went to jail. I'm rolling in cash. And about your mom, we'll call her when we get there." She answered calmly.
I sighed. Maybe she was right; we do need to get away. "Okay."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah." I answered.
She smiled a stunning smile at me and turned away and faced the window. I thought about what we were doing. It was crazy, but I felt okay about okay about it. Going on a sort of adventure with Sam, seemed exciting.
"We're here." The cab driver said.
Sam paid him and we stepped out of the cab.
"What about extra clothes and stuff?" I asked.
"We'll just buy some here. They have quite a few stores in the airport right?" she asked.
"Yeah, I guess."
Twenty minutes we came out of the airport shops sporting shopping bags with solid t-shirts, toothbrushes and toothpaste, a hairbrush for Sam, shampoo, and deodorant. I also bought a small carry-on to hold the stuff on the plane. Luckily, we both had our cell phones so that wasn't a problem.
"Let's go look at the flights out of here." Sam said.
I nodded, and to my surprise, Sam grabbed my hand and we walked towards the list of flights.
We finally reached the huge board that listed all the flights.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked Sam.
"I was thinking Hawaii." Sam said.
"Hawaii?" I asked.
"I've always wanted to go there. The beaches, the peacefulness, and we can go to a luau." Sam said. I could see it in her eyes how badly she wanted to go there.
"Okay." I answered.
Her smile lit up her whole face. "You're serious?"
"Yeah, I've always wanted to go there to. Do you have enough money, because my mom gave me an emergency credit card?" I said.
"I have more than enough Freddo. I know airlines don't accept cash, so I grabbed my credit card before I found you on the fire escape" She said.
"You have a credit card?" I asked.
"Yeah. My mom got one for me when I turned sixteen." She answered.
"I didn't know that." I said.
"Yeah, I never used it because I think people should always pay in cash."
"Oh okay." I answered. Sam was full of surprises.
We looked up the board and I saw the next flight to Hawaii was in two hours. I looked over at Sam.
"The next flight to Honolulu is in two hours. We better get our tickets so we can get through security." I said.
"Yeah." Sam answered.
This time I grabbed her hand and we made our way over to the ticket counter.
"How can I help you?" the lady at the counter said.
"Two tickets for the next flight to Honolulu." I said.
"Okay your names?" the lady said.
"Freddie Benson and Sam Puckett." I said.
"How old are you?" she asked.
"I'm eighteen and she's seventeen." I wasn't technically eighteen yet, but I would turn eighteen in a month and a half, so to me it counted.
"Alright. Will you be checking any bags?"
"No." Sam said.
"Okay your total is $456.72." she said.
Sam handed the lady her credit card and she swiped it. We got our tickets and went through security smoothly. We got to the waiting area with an hour to spare and found some seats. I packed our stuff into the carry-on we bought looked up at Sam. She was staring at me intently.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing. It's just…."
"What?" I asked again.
"I was just thinking that it's surprising you actually agreed to come." She said.
"Well, Sam I would never let you do something crazy without my help." I said.
She smiled. "Thanks Freddie."
"You're welcome." I answered smiling.
"Flight 229 to Honolulu is now boarding seats 42-60." The guy that would be taking our tickets said.
"That's us." I whispered in Sam's ear.
We both stood up and I picked up our small carry-on. We walked up to the guy and he took our tickets and we walked down the long tunnel that led to the plane. Once we reached the plane, the flight attendant directed us to our seats. I put the carry-on in the overhead compartment and we settled into our seats. It was fairly roomy because the flight wasn't very full. I turned to Sam.
"This is it." I whispered.
"Yeah it is." She whispered back and laid her head on my shoulder. I sighed in pleasure. It felt so good to have her here by me.
A/N: Thanks for reading and please review!