Day 4! Get ready, for the Seddie! (It's supposed to rhyme!) R&R pleaseeee!
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~Charlotte~
Day 4 of 100 Days Of Seddie Challenge: January 3rd
Freddie POV
Carly, Sam and I were sitting in the beanbags in the iCarly studio talking about random things. I remembered three years ago when we were doing the exact same thing and we were talking about our first kiss's. I was so relieved when Sam said she wanted potato salad and thought that she secretly had saved me – that wasn't until she overheard me and Carly talking about me never kissing anyone, but I didn't mind. After all of that kerfuffle I was glad Sam overheard. I was glad that she got to be my first kiss and me hers. It made January 3rd an important day for both of us and I could tell that she remembered, too.
Today was January 3rd and I was in the same position as we were that day I told Carly. We had all grown up and matured a lot since then and we were all different, and Sam had definitely changed a lot (I had changed the most). She became girlier, she started to wear small amounts of makeup and she started to wear heels. Although she had got older, her height had not changed so she wore heels to make her as tall as me and Carly. It was sweet how she felt she had to do that, I suppose a lot of girls try to make themselves taller if they're small, though.
There was one thing that never changed about Sam – her eyes. Those perfect bright blue eyes stared into my chocolate ones and I could tell she was thinking about what I was thinking. The kiss 3 years ago. It was perfect, it was so right that we were each other's first kisses and it felt right, too. I hoped with all of my might that she could see in my eyes how much I wished it would be 3 years ago today and we could be back on that fire escape.
"I'm gonna go get a snack, you guys want anything?" Carly said getting up and walking towards the door. I hadn't realised that I had been staring into Sam's eyes until I broke away to look at Carly.
"No thanks," I said. My voice sounded dry from not using it in a while. Sam just nodded. Typical Sam, she loved her food.
Carly exited the room and I looked back at Sam who was staring at the floor. She was the one to break the silence. "Three years," she said.
"Yeah," I sighed. "I don't feel that long ago."
"No..." she said.
"Do you...do you think...oh, never mind," I said, giving up trying to say what I really wanted to.
"Do I think what? Spit it out," she said calmly.
"Do you think," sigh, "Do you think we should kiss again?" There, I said it.
"I don't know...Only if you want to," she said. Wait what, if I wanted to! Was she kidding, I was hoping that she wanted to and she's asking me!
"Only if you want to," I smiled.
She returned the smile. "I don't mind."
I got up and walked over to where she was sitting and I held out my hand for her to take. She took hold of it and I helped her up, she gave me a confused look. "If we're going to do this, it's best to do it in the place where it first happened," I stated as if it was obvious.
"Oh, right," she said, nodding. I still held onto her hand as we walked to the fire escape, Carly was nowhere to be seen downstairs which was odd and I thought that we must have just missed her, we went down the stairs and she must have taken the elevator.
We got to the fire escape and I didn't let go of Sam's hand. I sat down on the ledge and she sat opposite me. We were in the same position as we were on the night 3 years ago today. Sam stared into my eyes and I stared into hers, we both had an identical grin across our faces that widened at the same time. We leaned in and fireworks exploded in my head and my heart pounded.
It was better than my first kiss, it was better than any kiss I had ever had before. It was longer, sweeter, and more brilliant than I had ever experienced before, and what made it ten times better, was that it was with Sam.
We pulled apart from each other and we smiled hugely at each other. It was close to midnight and our 3rd anniversary of the kiss was almost over. There was only one more thing that I had to do before it was the end – kiss her again.
I leaned in again and Sam did the same, she must have read my mind. The clock struck 12 but neither of us stopped kissing the other. Real life wasn't a fairytale, and right now, my life was better than a fairytale. It didn't end at midnight like it was supposed to, it carried on past the deadly hour and I couldn't have been happier than ever to be in real life.
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