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"Just tell me where we're going! Please Benson!" I told him, using a threatening tone.
"Wow, I'm shocked, I've never even heard you say please before, but the answer's still no. Be patient Sam" Freddie said, glaring over at me.
It was currently midnight, and we were driving in the middle of some random high way, although all I wanted to be doing was sleeping, maybe with the nub next to me. No, of course not in that way! Stop thinking so dirty.
Freddie claimed he had a one last 'surprise destination' to take me before he returned me home.
"Fine, I didn't want to know anyway" I said, huffing at him. He just raised a single eyebrow at me and ran a hand through his dark hair, causing it to spike up a bit at the front.
I changed my seating position, scrambling to sit on my ass instead of kneeling. I crossed my legs and reached out a hand to dig through his CD collection. He had You me at Six, We the Kings, Mika and Forever the Sickest Kids. Mama loves her some Forever the Sickest Kids.
I put on the disk, not bothering to ask for permission, and took a look at the back cover of the album as the first song started to play.
"Change it to number six" Fredifer stated, in a know-it-all kind of way.
"Why"
"Just do it, you'll understand once you hear it. Trust me.
I did as he said, and changed the track to number six, and the song started playing.
I'm in love with the girl I hate; she enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me
I smiled at him and nudged his shoulder with mine, understanding fully about the concept and meaning of the song. He could be so sappy sometimes.
"You can be so corny, you know that, right?" I asked him, grinning slightly.
He just smiled and started singing the next line. "I'm in love with a critic and a sceptic, a traitor, a traitor in a second"
I fidgeted with the hem of my dress, suddenly becoming nervous and embarrassed. It's all too much. He deserves someone better than me. He needs someone who doesn't have a tendency to bully him and constantly abuse him.
"Freddie, I" I started saying, only to be cut off by his hand across my mouth. I shuddered from the physical contact. Why did he have this effect on me? I wonder if I had the same effect on him.
"Just wait a second Sam, this is the best bit" he told me, releasing his hand from my mouth.
"She's a back seat driver, a drama provider, and instant update on the World. She's a first class liar, a concert forgetter, she's attractive but bitter" he sung, nodding his head up down in time to the beat.
"Are we there yet?" I piped up, quoting some movie.
"Actually, yes. Yes we are" he said, making a sharp left and driving into the parking lots.
I quickly sat up straight and looked around to see were we where.
Wow okay, I was officially impressed.
The nub had driven me to a lake. The lake was pristine blue, and looked cleaner and fresher than ever. There was a grass patch next to it, and on that grass patch there was a picnic basket.
That simple picnic basket was easily the cutest and most thoughtful thing that anyone had ever done for me. Laid out on it, there were plates and plates of favourite foods; meat, fat cakes, one big fat shake for us to share, and the list just went on and on. That wasn't all though. There were candles surrounding the rug, and purple lanterns hanging in the trees. He had obviously come beforehand to set up.
"So...what do you think?" he asked nervously, his hand snaking its was around my waist to land on my hip bone.
"I-I-It's-Wow" I told him, smiling up at him "No, seriously, it's indescribable, it's perfection"
He grinned, staring straight ahead. "Well, that food's not going to eat itself, is it, now?"
He started walking to the rug, grabbing my hand and dragging me with him.
"Freddie" I whispered.
"Yes" he answered, stepping ever so slightly closer to me.
"I don't deserve you" I mumbled, staring down at the ground in embarrassment.
"What? Sam, don't ever say that. I like you just the way you are, and I don't ever want to you to change. If I wanted someone else, would I be here right now with you?" he whispered back, staring straight at my eyes.
Brown irises met blue, and then something clicked.
"I love you" I said, grabbing his shoulders and dragging his mouth to meet mine.
He broke off the kiss after a few minutes and I grumbled "Why'd you break it off, it was just getting good!"
"I know, but this food aint going to eat itself" he repeated, and we walked over to the rug and sat down opposite each other.
We polished off all of the food, with me doing most of the eating, although I was nice enough to give some to the boy sitting across from me.
I suddenly became tired. "Freddie" I started, yawning "Can we sleep here?"
"Right here?" he asked, becoming nervous. I know what he was thinking, and I didn't want to do the naughty tonight. Not because I didn't want to do it with him, but because I didn't feel that I was ready.
"Don't go thinking naughty thoughts Fredward Benson" I strictly told him, laughing and smacking his shoulder lightly.
"I-I-I wasn't" he stuttered, looking down.
"Whatever" I said, becoming more tired by the second. "I'm going to sleep, make room" I said, laying my head in his lap as he blew out the candles supplying us with a dim light.
"Night, love you" he told me, stroking my hair and cheek with his thumb. The effect was so amazing as I shuddered and became alarmingly peaceful.
"You too" I responded, closing my eyes and falling into a deep sleep of no disruptions or abnormality, for I was with someone whom I knew, would protect me forever, even if it was the last thing he did.
That sounded way cheesier than I had hoped for.
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