Chapter 15: That Timeless Fire Escape

She stood there as the wind blew, causing a shiver to go up her spine. Her hands rested gently on the railing and she stared down at the cars below, watching them drive by and honk at the idiot drivers that were either too old to be driving a car or too small to even see over the dashboard.

She inhaled sharply when she remembered why she was there. To reminisce. She had her first kiss with Freddie three years ago on that very fire escape. She remembered it like it was yesterday, all the little details. She remembered what outfit he had on and vaguely what one she had on. And she hadn't forgotten that his lips were warm and soft, untouched by anymore but her.

That night had been one of the most frightening nights of her life. Her first kiss with Fredward Benson "just to get it over with" or so they said. She wished she'd closed her eyes and enjoyed it, but she remembered her heart racing crazily. Well, what happened happened.

If they hadn't kissed that night, there was no way they'd be together now. She bit her bottom lip roughly as she waited for him to arrive.

...

"Freddie, where are you going? Do you have a date with Sam? You can't go dressed all casual like that!"

Freddie groaned. "No, mom. I'm just going over to Carly's for a bit."

"But you don't have rehearsal today."

"Yeah, I'm not going over for any iCarly related stuff," he said quickly and slamming the door behind him. And instead of walking across the hall to Carly's, he took a right and went to the fire escape. Hopefully Sam wouldn't be mad he would be a few minutes late.

As he walked to the fire escape, memories ran through his head. He remembered a lot about that night, but the one detail that stuck out the most to him was the fact that he liked it and wanted have kissed her again right after it ended. But he didn't care about that now. Because he had her all to himself.

He slowly approached the window, staring at her back and her hair slightly flowing through the wind. He climbed over the little ledge trying not to make a sound.

He walked up behind and wrapped his arms around her, causing her to jump a little.

"Hey, Sammy," he whispered into her ear.

She inevitably smiled at hearing his voice and instantly turned around, throwing her arms around his neck and moving her lips so close to his that they brushed against each other for a split second. He smirked.

"I'm glad your mom let you come. Even if you were late," Sam said in a silky, low voice that turned Freddie on greatly.

"She thinks I'm at Carly's, but whatever, right? At least I'm here," he replied, pecking her lips.

She chuckled. "If you're expecting me to be mad that you had to lie to get here, I really don't care what you say to your mom."

Freddie frowned. "I didn't want to lie, it's just that I'm not supposed to leave the apartment after eight o'clock and I- wait, you're not mad?"

"Nope," she shook her head.

"Good," he said, a smile forming slowly on his face. "Then kiss me like we were supposed to be doing right now."

Without hesitation, she pressed her lips against his and he tenderly kissed back. And they stood there kissing with their arms wrapped around each other for a while. It wasn't sloppy, messy, and heated kissing. No, it was soft and passionate kissing.

It made fireworks go off in their brains. Freddie stopped kissing her lips, but instead moved down to her neck and sucked on one spot for a moment until moving to the next. It made her moan quietly. She didn't even realize she'd made a sound. It just felt so good as he left a trail of kisses down her neck.

Eventually he found her lips again and kissed her sweetly. Then he pulled away and stared at her. She half-expected him to say, "I hate you" like he did the night of their first kiss three years ago.

But he stayed quiet. Her brain was all mumbled from that intense kissing session with Freddie. She felt somewhat light headed. She still couldn't think of anything to say and it was apparent he couldn't either, so she lowered her head and rested it on his chest. She listened to his heart beat.

Thu-Thump.

Thu-Thump.

Thu-Thump.

Thu-Thump.

A small smile grew on her face and she held on to him tighter. That thu-thump she was hearing reminded her why she gets up every morning, why she shows up to school.

That thu-thump kept her living. Because if it ever stopped thumping, so would hers.

They started lightly swaying as they stayed there holding each other. And Freddie lightly rested his chin on the top of Sam's head, his eyes closing to savor the moment.

...

After a while, they let go and were ready to go separate ways- Freddie to his apartment, Sam to Carly's.

Freddie was standing in front of his apartment facing Sam. They had another stare down, staying completely silent. He couldn't find words to say after another unforgettable night on the fire escape, so he grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it. He let it go slowly.

"Nub," Sam joked, rolling her eyes and walking into Carly's apartment.

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