iHear You

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Chapter 4: I hear you opening

Freddie's POV:

"Alright, *hic* pass the juice. I need another swig" requested the messy haired blonde laying down next to me. I handed it over to my left and the swish of a tipping bottle was followed by another one of her cute little hiccups. She offered it back to me and I took it for another drink.

I chuckled a little, "You know, when you said we were going to get drunk on grape juice I didn't think it was possible, but…" I looked at the innocent label on the jug, "I think this stuff is kicking in."

"You're telling me, the stars are starting to swish together" I saw her hand reach up and sway back and forth to match her blurring vision.

"I think that's just because you're tired." I reasoned.

"No way, I'm Sam, I'm a night owl; staying up late comes natural to me." Her argument was contradicted by a monstrous yawn.

"Yeah, some night owl" I scoffed.

"Whatever, dork" she grumbled after flopping her closest arm at my chest in a lazy attempt at a hit. But her hand just stayed there, resting over my heart. I felt its rate pick up and I wondered if she could too.

We didn't talk for a while after that. We hadn't talked much the entire time. I was just taking it all in; the stars, the abandoned grassy hill, the her, and of course grape juice. I took a lot of that in; so much that my stomach would slosh when I moved. But this whole feeling was so… surreal. I had grown up with my entire life being controlled by my mother. I was in a little box with many well proportioned aspects: what I ate, where I went, what I saw, who I was with. It was all so small. But here I was: filled to bursting with juice, on a magnificent unoccupied hill, under an ever stretching night sky, and with Sam. This girl that was so explosive with life. Sam is the only person who could match this moment and everything about it. It was all incredibly big, and she gave that to me. This was her gift. And she doesn't even know she's been giving it to me for as long as I've known her.

I smiled lightly and placed my hand over hers, holding it to my heart. She had touched my heart.

"Thank you Sam" I nearly whispered.

She took a little pause before answering, "I didn't do anything."

"Yes you did." I breathed.

Calm blanketed us. I watched as the stars seemed to expand and glow brighter and brighter. A perfect system no man has ever been able to touch yet. All of human kind can just watch. We don't always understand, we're too small, but we can appreciate their beauty… I turned my head to look at Sam… from a safe distance. She realized I was admiring her. She rolled her head to the side to look at me too. Our eyes connected in a way they never dared to before. Both wouldn't look away; both didn't want to.

Her hair was thrown around her head and paled by the glow of the moon. Her skin shimmered slightly, outlining her jaw. But her eyes were what sucked me in. They were never so clear and full, never so enticing, they never told as much before as they did tonight. They told me everything. It was as if they were windows to the core inside of her. It was just as beautiful as her outside, still crazy, but beautiful.

Her lips parted, "Freddie" she spoke through our locked gaze.

"Yes" I answered, unmoving.

"Are you going to finish the grape juice?" she whispered in the same ghostly tone.

I smiled, "No" and handed over the bottle.

Her eyes closed and I immediately missed those crystal blue irises. Her head went back and she polished off the last of the intoxicating liquid. The empty shell was tossed at our feet and she licked the flavor off of her lips. I couldn't miss a moment.

It was soon after that she readjusted. She scooted closer and simply sunk into my side. It was a perfect fit. Her light breathing and gentle warmth were both reminders that this was real. This was really happening. She let her head fall down on me so that her nose was slightly below my shoulder and her hair pillowing out behind for support. I took my left are (the one that wasn't still holding her hand) and wrapped it around her shoulders. She fell closer to me, if that was possible.

I felt like I was glowing just as bright as the stars. Holding her was something I never dreamed would come true, but here she was, eyes drooping closed and breathing shallow. She was asleep in my arms. My fire-ball friend was asleep in my arms.

A light breeze floated over us and that was the last sensation I could remember before joining her in the dream world.

Carly's POV:

My eyes flipped back up to the infuriating clock. 12:05. Right then I had some very unpleasant thoughts about that clock, or all clocks in general. They were always so frank, never ever candy-coating things or at least delivering the truth with a little less of a jab. You just looked up and there it was. Late for a test, an interview, it would tell you. Still a couple hours until the Dorfmens left, there it was.

You're best friend wasn't back yet and you were really worried…

12:08.

Maybe she was visiting home this weekend and forgot to tell me. Or she might have stayed at another friend's house. Oh, who am I kidding? She hates her home and she hates other people. Why couldn't she just keep me informed? It wasn't that hard: open cell phone – send text – save Carly a heart attack.

Maybe this was some cruel practical joke. She was getting a little annoyed at my tendency to nag about her sleeping habits. But sleep is very, very important and that should be shared. It's only because I care. But she doesn't ever want to hear it. She could be trying to keep me up past my scheduled time to get back at me. That's not very nice of her…

12:16.

Ugh! I'm driving myself crazy. No, I passed crazy a long time ago. This was self torture. I bet she's fine; Sam can take care of herself. Even if she wasn't doing this on purpose, I'm sure she wouldn't get into any trouble…

What am I saying?

Sam is the queen of trouble! She could have tipped a truck over or littered or… something more troublesome that I don't have the guts to think up right now. She could be anywhere.

But the place she would most likely be…

A while later

I knew Sam better than I thought I did. She was here all along. She told me once about a secluded hill she went to when she wanted to be alone.

But she wasn't alone.

I smiled lightly to myself. They finally get it. If they're drawn to each other so much, how could they not get it? Well, good. Finally. I couldn't wait to get the whole story tomorrow. Tonight I'd let them be alone, but I'd be back. Oh yeah, I'm coming back.

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