100 Miles Down Seddie Lane
Fireworks
100 moments, 100 chapters.
Sam always loved fireworks. The small suspense and anticipation of when they were going to come up, so secret and discreet until a large burst of colour was released, lighting up the night sky.
People gathered from all around Seattle, forcing them into the small park. Blanket's and sweater's had been discarded on the ground, everyone's attention was directed at the sky. Smoke lingered in the sky, it twirled and spun, drifting upwards, blocking out the stars.
A loud screech interrupted the silence of the packed park, as one of the louder and nerve racking fireworks were set off. It was silent for a moment as it reached it maximum height, the glowing tail disappearing behind the dark blanket of the sky.
A large booming sound disrupted the calm park; an intense red littered the sky. Small children screamed with excitement, some younger one's cried into their parent's shoulders, the sound startling them. Adults and teens settled for some subtle 'Ooo's' and 'Awww's', some not bothering to responded at all.
"Damn it, I can't see a thing!" the small blonde complained, trying to find a way to watch the fiery display. She tried jumping up and down, hoping to get a better view, with no luck. Long rows of families stood in front of her, father's holding their children on their shoulders, making it even more difficult for the shorter girl to see.
"How can you not see, there up in the sky?" Freddie said amused, it always secretly amused him how such a tough aggressive girl, who most were afraid of, was so much smaller than him and a lot of other's.
Sam quickly turned her head to him, glaring. She walked closer to him, stepping slightly forward as she did so, coming to a stop in front of a man, taking her hand and measuring her head up to just below his shoulder. Freddie laughed at the display, she wasn't going to admit to him that she was in fact not tall enough to see over these men and some women's shoulder's, he knew it was one of the only things Sam herself was slightly insecure of.
"Get on," he sighed, bending down, causing his knee's to almost touch the ground, his body was bent forward, and his arms were slightly out to the side, ready to catch her.
"Yay!" Sam screamed, running over to him and jumping on, earning some looks and glares from parents who were trying to calm their kids down, why bring your kids if they are just going to cry?
Once she was on she slinked her arms around his neck, snuggling herself into him, resting her chin on his head. Another violent crash came from the sky, this time in streaks of red, white and blue, lighting up their faces. Sam screamed in excitement, bouncing up and down on top of him. Freddie's arms held her tighter, keeping her from falling off.
"Watch it Sam," he warned once she calmed down. He crouched down again slightly and popped back up, sending her flying for a moment and back down onto his back so she was sitting higher on him.
"Oh you'll live Fredwardo," she insulted him, running her fingers through his hair, messing up the neatly placed strands his mother had forced him to gel.
Freddie growled in his throat, irritated by it, but he couldn't help but find the action almost relaxing. He began to walk out of the crowded group of people as she continued to playfully mess his hair. His shoulder's and arms were hurting, due to the fact that the gang had been out in the sun all day and he had a pretty nasty sunburn. They had spent the day watching the parade, going to the beach and pretty much participating in every fun activity that the Fourth of July had to offer.
"Where are you going Fredderly?" Sam asked, leaning forward to ask into his ear.
"Well I'm moving us to another place so you can see, besides we lost Carly and Spencer in the crowd so I'm going to find a spot where they can hopefully see us after" he explained, maneuvering through the tight spaces, trying not to hit anyone.
"Who said anything about me getting off?" she said, stopping her action, letting his hair fall down into his face and going back to her previous position of leaning her chin on his head, "No, I'm quite comfortable right here."
Freddie rolled his eyes and was about to retaliate when another loud boom filled the air, drowning out any chance he might have had. Closing his mouth he continued to make his way over to a vacant hill just to the left of him. He could feel Sam's calm breathing against his back, it was slower and less rapid than usual, almost as if she was asleep. Than it dawned on him.
"Sam, please don't tell me you fell asleep," Freddie whined, half to Sam and the other half about having to climb up the hill. Even though it was small it was still a challenge to walk up with another person attached to him.
Sam mumbled a bit, signalling that she hadn't yet fallen asleep, but was close to it. Once he made it to the top of the small hill he stopped, and called to Sam a few times, wiggling around and slightly jumping, hoping that the motion would be enough to disturb her enough to get off his back. With no such luck he groaned and prepared himself for the beating he might get if he dropped her.
Bending down so he was on his knee's he let go of her legs, gently letting her slide off onto the damp grass. Once Freddie had managed to get her lower body off of him, he began to untangle her arms from around his neck. Since he assumed she was asleep her grip had loosened substantially, and it was easy for him to pry them apart.
When he was sure that she was settled and not about to punch him in the face once he turned around he rubbed his shoulder's, his wife beater left them exposed to the harsh summer sun that day, and they ached from the unnecessary pressure Sam had put on them, which he guessed was on purpose.
A few more explosions lite the sky, he stood up to watch them, different shades of blue burst to life against the dark shade of the sky, overpowering the light of the moon and stars. He could hear more cheers and cries coming from the people below.
"Move it Benson, I can't see!" Freddie whirled around, coming face to face with the blonde.
"Sam, I thought you feel asleep!" he questioned looking down at her.
"Pfft," Sam laughed, "I was just too lazy to get off, it seemed so much easier if you just did it," she smiled proudly.
"Aww Sam," he complained, running his hand through his hair, "I already have a bad enough sun burn, you couldn't have just got up and walked?"
She shook her head, another boom admitted from the other side of the park, "And I'm positive your mommy will rub aloe all over your soar little body," she mockingly pouted at him.
"Nah, she says there's too many harmful chemicals in it and won't let me use it," he told her, sitting down to the right of her.
"Than what do you do for sunburns," Sam asked curiously, turning her head slightly towards him, watching the light red color form the corner of her eye.
"Like I'm going to tell you that," he blushed, but she didn't notice, the light red color mixed with the slight burn on his cheeks.
"Good call," she complimented him. He didn't say anything about it, because when Sam Puckett complimented you, you never acknowledge it, unless you want a broken arm or a black eye.
They sat there for a while, watching the sky, admiring the bright colors as they flashed across the sky. Freddie felt a slight weight come in contact with his shoulder, looking over his face was met with a messy blonde head of hair.
"What are you doing Sam?" she risked asking her.
"I'm tired, and as I said before, you're comfortable, so shut up and watch the fireworks," was all she said before they went back into a comfortable silence.
He smiled to himself, he was happy that she had come to be more comfortable around him. Over the past year they had gotten closer, he didn't know how it happened, or why but he wasn't about to question it, why question a good thing?, he would always tell himself, and would leave it at that.
Lifting his arms up from beside him he reached his arm up around her shoulders, his hand resting on her shoulder. A year ago he would probably be too scared to go near her, and she herself would of probably grabbed his hand and beat him to the ground, arm twisted around his back.
"Now what are you doing?" she asked him, not moving an inch.
"What you're aloud to lean on me but I'm not, and besides," he began, gripping her shoulder a bit more, "you're warm."
He could feel her cheeks scrunch up against his shoulder, signalling that she was in fact smiling, and he couldn't help but smile himself. He looked down at her slightly, the red and blue fireworks lighting up her face, the red beam highlighting the redness in her nose and cheeks, the blue's animating her bright blue eyes.
He let his head fall onto hers, his cheeks rubbing against her soft blonde hair. The roar of the fireworks lulling them to sleep after a long day, leaving them waiting for their two friends to find them.
Disclaimer; I do not own iCarly or any of the characters.
Okay here's the first one, I hope you enjoy it.
I got the idea when me and my husband went to our friend's house and lite off fireworks the other day, so I thought it was a good start.
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-Stolie Silver