Everybodie's favorite frenemies were on fire escape waching stars
Sam was sitting on Freddie's lap, her head was resting on his chest with her arms around his neck, intertwining her fingers together.
His head was buried in her soft blonde curls and his strong arms were around her small waist. Freddie was thinking how lucky he was to have her, In his eyes she was goddes, her long blonde curls, shining blue eyes, perfect body. She looked like an angel despite her personality which Freddie loved as much as her looks. There wasn't a thing that he didin't love about her, sure he knew she had flaws, but he loved them too.
"You're so beautiful." Said Freddie smiling against her hair, kissing her neck and inhaling her unique scent - wind, vanilla and ham. Some might have thought that it's a wierd combination, but to Freddie it was intoxicating. Every time he smelled it, he felt warm, and truly happy.
He waited for her response and after a minute he still hasn't gotten one. Frowning he pulled away from her warm neck and looked at her face, in the moonlight she looked even more angelic but he decided to focus on the problem at hand. Her face looked troubled and her eyes were glassy, she looked away noticing his worried eyes, but he took her delicate chin in his palm and forced her to face him.
"What's wrong?" Whispered the boy, boring his big, brown, concerned eyes into hers.
"I just..." She trailed of, avoiding his gaze but he wouldn't let her forcing her again to face him, and share everything that was on her mind.
"I fell like I'm not beautiful." She whispered, humorlessly chuckling at herself for making huge deal out of this, but stopped immediately when she looked into his eyes again.
"Listen to me, you are the most beautiful preson in the world for me. Inside and out so I don't even understand how could you say that." Said Freddie forcefuly and a little louder than before. Sam smilled sadly at this and let her tears slide down her pale, delicate cheeks.
"Thanks Nub..." She began "But I was always compered to perfect Carly, and I felt like I will never compare to her and always be just her best friend, co-host and second best." Sam continued.
"Oh chiz why do I start soung like I'm in some kind of soap opera?" She cut in and they both brust out laughing.
But Freddie turned serious quickly "Baby, I wouldn't change a thing about you, your love for meat, your aggression or the fact that you felt safe enough to tell me this, you are not second best to me you are the best. Sam, I hate you." He finished with a smile and Sam laughed, the sound ringing in his ears making him smile even wider. "I hate you too" Said Sam kissing him softly on the lips.
Both of them had never felt happier, sitting in the arms of their favorite person, at their favourite place.