Ch.4: Confessions
Sam's POV:
What the hell? Freddie is up on stage and singing—great even. He sings the beginning lyrics of the song. A few moments later he catches my eye. Those soft chocolate colors make me melt inside. Who knew the nub could do that? I sure as hell didn't. Anyway, I start to get into the music and wonder "who's this chick he's talking about?" Then the lyrics hit me, as if I've been slapped. Is he talking about me? Could that be a possibility? How in the name of all that is meat could he like me? Sure we get along but I used to be his enemy, the bane of his existence. As I had this internal struggle about Freddie liking me I didn't notice that he was walking down the auditorium isles; heading towards where I was sitting. My eyes traveled upward to meet the brown flecked with gold that glistened with confidence and tenderness. He carefully cupped my cheek and began to rub circles with his thumb. My body shivered, and my cheeks blushed, reacting to his heartfelt gesture; he knew it too. He sang the lyrics low and sexy; just for me. He let my cheek go and the beat went to regular pace. He walked away with swagger in his step and smirk upon his face.
Flustered by his actions I failed to notice that Carly was looking at me, with a happy, joyous expression. What the fudge? Why is she happy? The song ended and everybody cheered. There was no doubt in mind that he would win the talent show. Freddie moved to behind stage and I knew then and there that now was the time to make my confession and him to make his. Sneaking in through backstage, I found him, his back turned toward me. It's time. Step by step I make my way towards him, and lightly tap him on the shoulder. He twists quickly and looks down. His face softens as he realizes who's behind him.
"Hey Freddie" I said, as soft as a whisper.
"Hey Sam" his voice sounded low deep and husky. I swayed on my feet.
"Ummm, I just wanted to say that you sing really well, and that I love the song you wrote, and that I didn't know you could sing and that-" I babbled, the words pouring past my lips. I was cut off by a finger pressing lightly on my lips
"You talk too much Puckett." He said while cupping my face into his hand once more. Suddenly a soft pair of lips met mine and all sense of thought flew out of reach.
The kisses were sweet and passionate, one after another. He put his hands on my hips and I put my arms around his neck. Freddie rubbed his hands up and down my waist creating an everlasting feeling I could never forget. He drew his lips away from mine and swooped down towards my left ear, whispering," Let's get out of here." I only had the self control to nod up and down slightly. Freddie picked me up bridal style and headed out the back way leading me towards his car in the Ridgeway parking lot. We didn't do anything bad, just heavily made out and whispered sweet nothings towards one another. I knew from that moment on that this day would change our lives forever.
Freddie's POV:
I made out with Sam Puckett. Wow, I never knew I'd be the one to say that. My talent show song worked, she confessed her love to me and in turn I did as well. All in all I finally have the girl of my dreams and I wouldn't have it any other way.
The End
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