Fan Fiction Frenzy Contest!

FAN FICTION FRENZY!
And the Winners Are....

Wow, this was our first contest and we didn't expect all of you to get as involved as you did but you guys were writing stories like it was your JOB!

We had lots of great entries and great turn out from the participating fandoms. We'd like to thank the iCarly, Twilight and Bones fandoms for being involved and so very supportive. Participation is key here at You Write What?! and we're grateful you have all found something here worth participating in.

The entries were all posted and votes tallied so we are pleased to announce the winners.

iCarly Fandom

Winning Author: bandgrad2008

Story: Heartbeat

Twilight Fandom

Winning Author: BellaClary

Story: Don't You Remember

Bones Fandom

Winning Author: dharmamonkey

Story: Killing Two Birds

We wish we had some sort of cool prize to offer (besides bragging rights) but it's not possible right now. But as we get bigger...who knows?!

Thanks again to ALL the writers who participated. We wish you all the best and hope to see you all in our next contest!

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iWon't Look Back - By: ExpressionsofaWriter

iWon’t Look Back

By: ExpressionsofaWriter

Fandom: iCarly

It was Saturday when I got that call, far away from feeling tall.

I know, I know, I know what the truth is, yeah.

I tried to look away from what you did, heartache became my friend.

You walked away from me baby,

I would've never done the same.

You made me feel like our love was not real.

You threw it all away.

So I don't wanna wait for you,

I don't wake up thinking, hoping you'll get it right this time.

You know that you're so cold.

I don't wanna see no more.

I can get away from you,

it's one of reason why

that I just can't get you out my mind

all I keep seeing was your picture.

Girl I don't wanna see no more uh oh

Girl I don't wanna see no more uh oh

I don't wanna see no more uh oh

I don't wanna see no more uh oh

Girl I don't wanna see no more

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"Sam's cheating on you."

The words ran through his head, like a broken record. No, this couldn't be. It can't be right. Gibby was just messing with him. Sam loved him. She said it first. She couldn't be cheating on him. Sam wasn't like that. She might be violent and a delinquent but she was a good person. She would never do that. He knows her. Doesn't he? Sam would never cheat on him. Would she?

"Freddie? Are you okay?" Gibby asked over the phone.

Question ran through his head. How did Gibby know? Who was this guy? Was there even a guy?

"I have pictures if you don't believe me," Gibby said.

He shook his head. She would. She actually cheated on him. She had his heart and just smashed it, into a million pieces. Did she even love him? Or was that another lie?

"Freddie, bubby, you gotta talk to me," Gibby said.

"I gotta go," He said.

He knew what she was like when he started dating her. He knew she was cold, bitter, lying, violent demon and yet he gave her a chance. He threw himself fully into the relationship and he thought she did too. He had to let her go. She can't play with his heart and expect him to stay around. He had to forget her. It sounded so easy. Then why does her image keep popping in his head? Why was he so stupid? Maybe he trusts people too easily. He thought she was his best friend. Another lie, he thought. Our whole relationship was a lie. Everything to her is a lie.

"Freddie!"

He looked up, not even realizing he had walked to Groovie Smoothie.

There she was. Looking so innocent. Looking like she didn't just break his heart. She tried to kiss him. He turned away.

"What's wrong, dork?" She asked.

More lies. She knows. She knows what she did.

"I can't do this anymore, Sam. We're done."

He watched her face fall. Another lie. When will it stop?

"What? Freddie, what's going on?"

"Good-bye, Sam."

"Freddie!"

He turned around, listening to her heartbroken cries. Lies. Lies. Lies. She wasn't heartbroken. She knew. She knew what she did. She knew he gave her his heart. She knew she broke it.

"Freddie, please!" She pleaded catching up. "Why are you doing this?"

He continued walking.

"Freddie! I love you!"

"LIES! It was all lies! Am I nothing? Who do you think you are taking hearts and breaking them? You don't love me! You love nobody!"

"Freddie!" His heart almost broke as he saw her break down in tears. "What are you talking about?"

"Who was he?"

She shook her head. "Who are you talking about it?"

"Who was HE?"

She shook her head again, sobbing uncontrollably. "Freddie!"

"WHO WAS HE?"

"Freddie, it's just you. It's always you. Only you."

"LIES! I know you are cheating on me, Sam. We're done."

He turned and walked away.

"Freddie, please, this is all just a big misunderstanding."

"Lies," He mumbled. "All lies."

"Freddie!"

"Don't look back," He mumbled.

"Freddie, I love you! Don't do this. Freddie!"

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It was so easy to trust you baby

Guess I was so stupid baby heah yeah...

Oh how did I ever think this would come

You run right to another one oh...

You walked away from me baby

You threw it all away

So, I don't want to wait for you

I don't want to wake up thinking, hoping

You'll it get right this time

'Cause you know that you're so cold

And I don't wanna see no more

And I can't get away from you

That's one of the reasons why

That I just can't get you out my mind

And all I keep seeing is your picture

Girl I don't wanna see no more uh oh

Girl I don't wanna see no more uh oh

I don't wanna see no more uh oh

I don't wanna see no more uh oh

Girl, I don't wanna see no more.

I used to be afraid of letting go The fragile part of me,

I'm here right now I need you to set me free

I can see it in your eyes

You won't blame on me this time

No, never

You want me back but I won't look back, nooooo...

I don't want to wait for you

I don't want to wake up thinking, hoping

You'll it get right this time

'Cause you know that you're so cold

And I don't wanna see no more

And I can't get away from you

That's one of the reasons why

That I just can't get you out my mind

And all I keep seeing is your picture

Girl I don't wanna see no more uh oh

Girl I don't wanna see no more uh oh

I don't wanna see no more uh oh

I don't wanna see no more uh oh

Girl I don't wanna see no more

Story can be found at http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7294845/1/iWont_Look_Back

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iWant to Marry You - By: IAMCAGE

iWant to Marry You

By: IAMCAGE

Fandom: iCarly

It is the first day of 3rd grade and Sam is already messing with the new kid Freddie and had him in a headlock, she was yelling at him to take something back.

"Sam what have I told you about putting people in headlocks"? I ask her,

"Hey, he started it Carly," She tells me Freddie frantically trying to get out of her death grip.

" Well let go of him and tell me what he said that was so bad Sam," I ask her which finally gets her to let go as Freddie who gives her a pretty nasty look.

"He told me I couldn't marry you because I was a girl." She tells me.

"I don't think best friends that are both girls can get married." I tell her

"Can so" Sam shoots back at me "mommy was on the phone last night and said that Aunt Valerie and Aunt Christie want to get married ," She says very serious "they are best friends and even live together."

"No they can't," Freddie snaps back "A lady that my mommy works with was over and they were talking about how her and her girl friend wanted to get married and then she said a bad word and that it was against the law."

"Nobody and I mean nobody TELLS ME WHAT TO " Sam screams at Freddie who runs away screaming.

"You know you don't have to be so mean to him Sam.": I scold her

"I know but the way he acts around you bugs me, It's like he is in love with you." She tells me

"Ew gross, I only like him as a friend. "I tell her making a face.

"So what do you say Carls," she asks changing the subject "you want to get married when we get older,"

"I don't know Sam," I tell her my face beat red "your Aunties are really like boyfriend girlfriend. Well I guess it would be girlfriend girlfriend."

"Totally, they hold hands like us and they even kiss." She tells me her face getting red.

"Well I did like your Auntie Valerie that time I met her." I tell her

"I know she is so cool and Aunt Christie is even cooler," she tells me "they are just like us to."

"I guess it would be cool to be married to your bestest friend," I tell her

"Then it is settled," Sam says matter of factly "we will get married when we are old enough,"

The bell rings and Sam grabs my hand leading me inside the school.

"They really kiss." I ask Sam.

"All the time." She tells me.

Many years later

"Sam do you remember when you asked me to marry you"? I ask her as we both sit outside on the porch of our home watching our babies play in the yard.

"Yep we were such a cute couple, even back then when we didn't know what it meant.." She tells me.

"Remind me to send your Aunt Valerie and Aunt Christie some flowers." I tell her.

"Does that mean I have to buy the nub something"? She asks as she squeezes my hand.

"It would be nice, I tell her "he did kind of hook us up."

"OK I will get him something." She whines

"That's my girl." I tell her before kissing her.

This story can be found at http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7195792/1/I_want_to_marry_you

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iDo Care - By: Annie Ray

iDo Care

by: Annie Ray

Fandom: iCarly

"So," Freddie says as we step into the elevator, "Feels good to finally be free again, huh?" I nod and look behind me to see Carly helping a still-dizzy Spencer into the lobby. Ms. Benson and T-Bo are even farther behind them, arguing about shampoo from Jamaica. My stomach lets out a loud grumble and Freddie raises his eyebrows. I need food; real food not that gross Norwegian chizz Norah and her crazy mom tried feeding us.

Freddie has his finger pressed on the hold button, keeping the doors open for everyone else. My stomach growls once again as Spencer falls to the ground and yells something that sounds like, "Am I still spinning?" My mind flashes to the ham sitting in the fridge a few floors above us, and I'm pretty sure there's some leftover chicken.

"Geez, Benson, just go. They're taking forever and mama needs meat!" I yell, still watching as everyone else tries to help Spencer up.

"Sam, I think we should wait for-" I pinch his shoulder and he winces in pain, "Okay, going up." He says as he releases his finger and the doors close. "So much for freedom." He mutters under his breath and I roll my eyes.

"You're ridiculous. You know, if I wouldn't have had that pen we'd still be stuck there." I say and cross my arms with a heavy breath, refusing to look at him. And even though I'm not, even though I can't see his face I know that his eyebrows are raised and he's breathing through his mouth—just like he does every time he's mad at me. I'd never admit it out loud but, I have this boys mannerisms memorized.

"Well, if it weren't for the chip in my head and the fact that I knew it needed to be shorted out-"

"I care about you." I turn and yell in his face, cutting him off from whatever he was saying. He gives me a confused look and shakes his head as if to say, 'what?'

"No you don't." He crosses his arms and stares at the door, just as we come to the right floor and the door is about to ding open, I hit the stop button.

"What do you think I am?" He opens his mouth and starts to answer but I hold up my hand, "I told you I loved you, didn't I? Does that mean nothing to you? Do you not realize that I have said that to… Oh, wait, no one."

"You mean...?" I shake my head, "What about your mom? Or your 'sister'" He puts air quotes around sister and I can't help but roll my eyes. Spite everything I've ever believed, I trust this nub. The fact that he doesn't see that, the fact that he won't trust me back or realize that I really do care about him drives me insane.

"It doesn't matter." I turn so we're face-to-face, "But get one thing straight, I do care about you. I don't want to, but I do. And I thought we had a deal… I thought... I thought we just needed time, you know for you to get more abnormal."

"Or you to get more normal." He quickly adds and I smile. "I'm sorry, I just thought that you were back to, you know, hating me?"

"Well, I'll always hate you," I nudge him jokingly, "But I'll also always love you." I divert my eyes, embarrassed to be so bold with my emotions.

"Fair enough." He nods once and I give him a weak smile. I hit the button and the elevator doors swing open. We walk silently down the hall until we get to the right doors; I turn towards the Shays and slowly turn the nob—knowing full well that Spencer forgot to lock it. I hear Freddie stick his key in his apartment door lock and the door creak open. "Sam?" I turn my head slowly towards him. He's standing there, a sideways grin across his face. "I care about you, too."

I smile back at him and let out a breath, "I know." I nod and step inside the Shay's apartment. Until now, I've been completely okay with the breakup. I mean, at first it stung a little but I got over it. But, after everything that just happened; from seeing Norah kiss Freddie to feeling the slap across my face of Freddie saying I don't care about him, I just can't wait for the day that Freddie gets a little more abnormal—cause let's face it, I'm never going to be normal.

This story can be found at http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7695979/1/iDo_Care

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iTake the What If Challenge - By: Mels Garcis

iTake the What If Challenge

By: Mels Garcia

Fandom: iCarly

The wind was blowing slightly, the start of the summer was coming soon and the weather was nice enough to be outside with no jacket on, so there she was. The blue-eyed blond girl sat alone at the courtyard, her mind was clouded by the thoughts of the recent events. Her best friend Carly Shay the person that knew her the most, tried to set her up with Brad Evans the new kid at school, the iCarly intern, the great fudge maker… And speaking of iCarly there was Fredward too. Ever since the start of their friend-hate relationship, she has tortured and crushed the dork´s dreams and hopes; and now there she was trying to be nice and caring to him because suddenly out of the blue and because of a bike messenger knocked him out of the way, she fell in love with him. "Love works on mysterious ways Sammy, it comes when you less expect it, and from the person you never dream of.." She remembered her father said once she questioned about his and her mother´s relationship. - Why him though? - she wondered out loud, he was dorky, a tech geek, a momma´s boy, "he´s changed" a voice on her head told her, "he stands up for himself" the voice argued "he´s not so dorky anymore, he looks kinda hot nowadays" she scoffed at the last thought.

- You know, everyone is worried that you haven´t showed up in a while - a voice interrupted the thoughts of the blue eyed girl. - Nah, they´re just relieved I haven´t done anything bad - she replied, Brad smiled and sat next to her, - You know I´m a good listener, is something is bothering you..- he trailed off, Sam took a deep breath and looked aside - It´s complicated.. - Brad took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze - Try me - he said with a smile, the blond sighted. After a few moments she spoke - Carly thinks I like you, and she is trying to play matchmaker with us - she said embarrassed, Brad chuckled lightly - Sorry but I just remembered how she tried to let us alone at the cafeteria - Sam laughed along, - yeah the dork´s excuse was pretty dumb - she felt a pain on her chest as she mentioned the brunette and stopped laughing. Brad noticed how Sam got nervous at the mention of Freddie - For how long have you been in love with him? - he asked looking serious, Sam stared at him wide eyed, her mouth was slightly open in surprise.

He chuckled at her reaction, - You know before I became intern of iCarly, I used to watch the show and it was pretty obvious that you had a crush on the guy - he let go of her hand and stood up to face her - I don- she was cut off by the blond guy - come on Sam, you´re know as an abrasive meat lover bully, you´re going to tell me that out of the blue you´re not like that anymore? - she was taken by surprise by Brad´s rant - Ever since we started working on the project you´ve been nothing but nice and helpful, and I know that is not you, and the time we went to the movies? - he asked and threw his arms up in desperation - It was like I wasn´t even there - Sam cringed at the hurt on Brad´s voice. He was right, that time they went to the movies even when it was one of the nerdiest movies ever she enjoyed every moment of it. she even bought them snacks and drinks with her own money, she did not insulted any of the fellow nerd friends of them. He was right, she was losing herself because of Fredward Benson - Yes.. I like Freddie, yes I´ve changed because of him, and I feel like I´m losing myself... I´m losing my mind.. - She whispered the last part. Brad sighted and wrapped his arms around her, she buried her head on his chest, and took a couple of deep breaths to prevent the tears from spilling. - You know, you don´t have to change the way you are Sam - he said holding her a little tighter, - Yeah right, as if being an obnoxious bully is going to take me somewhere - she she laughed a non happy laugh, - Look Sam, to love someone you gotta love yourself first. Maybe Freddie doesn´t like you that way but there will be another guy that will love you the way you deserve. I know that - He reassured her, the blond pushed him aside and walked away, closer to the door. - Yeah.. Like who? - She spat - Huh, tell me Brad, who would like a bully? A girl that eats like a pig? A girl that can knock out a truck driver with a cartoon milk? Who Brad? - She yelled frustrated, - I would.. - Brad said quietly...

Sam was shocked, there he was Brad Evans a nice, smart, good looking, non tattooed, non on parole guy that like her for who she was, and yet she couldn´t return the feeling because of a certain dork tech nerd, she was in love with. - You know the reason I auditioned to be the iCarly intern was to be near you - The blond guy took a step closer to her - Sam, you´re funny you´re smart, you´re beautiful, you don´t take anybody´s crap. Sure you might eat a little too much but hey! I love to cook for other people, and the beating up part.. well, we can always join a gym - He offered with a smile. She looked at him, her heart beating fast on her chest, "come on Puckett, he is willing to put up with you. How can you not like him?" she thought, "you don´t like him because he is not Freddie" another voice on her head argued. - Sam I really like you, and if you give me a chance I would be the one that show you what is like to be loved.. - He pleaded taking another step closer to her and taking her hand on his. - Brad, I.. - she tried to say something, but was cut off by a pair of lips crashing on hers. Brad´s lips were soft and gentle, they had a light taste of guacamole and tortilla chips. His eyes were closed he looked so serene and cute, but this was wrong cause she only liked him as a friend, she was in love with Fredward Benson and not Bradley Evans.

Slowly Brad pulled away, and smiled sadly - I´m sorry - He apologized, she took a step back. - Yo, Yo.. - The door busted open, behind it there he was Fredward Benson in all his geeky glory. - hey Sam can I talk you..? - he asked, she looked from

Brad to Freddie and took a deep breath - Sam? - Freddie called, - Hey... go for it. - Brad said with a small smile. She nodded and returned the smile, - I'm sorry - she said, the brunette boy looked at them confused, - you guys were so wrong - she told him - I'm not in love with Brad - Freddie looked at her, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. - then who? - he asked hoping not to get an arm ripped because he was asking too much - you - Sam said with no hesitation, she grabbed the boy by the shoulders and crashed her lips to his. Freddie was too shocked to do anything, his eyes were wide open, and just like the first time they kissed he felt a spark. something inside of him wanted to wrap his arms around her and returned the kiss with all the feelings he had buried deep down. But before he could do something the blond pulled away, a silent tear slid down her cheek - so.. sorry - she managed to said. Both guys looked at her, neither of them spoke, waiting for her to say something but instead she did what she was best at... she ran away...

Story can be found at http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7864717/1/iTake_the_what_if_challenge

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Heartbeat - By @bandgrad2008

Heartbeat

By: @bandgrad2008

Fandom: iCarly

We lie in my bed, her on her back staring at the ceiling and her arm is around my waist, holding me to her. I can feel her heartbeat against my cheek, a constant slow pulse while she tells me about her day and all the fun she had running from some cranky old lady who chased her with her cane. I can only smile at her shenanigans and count how many times her heart beats. She traces circles on my hip, in the space between my t-shirt and pajama bottoms, and when she looks at me I get lost in her blue eyes. I know it's cliché, but I love her eyes.

Her free hand cups my cheek and she tilts my head back, her lips brushing against mine in a gentle kiss. I close my eyes and focus on her quickening heartbeat. A moment passes and she pulls away, smiling as her eyes return to the ceiling. We've had so many nights like this, just a simple kiss leaving us content in each other's arms as we fall asleep. I always wake up before her and kiss her smile, savoring every moment before I have to wake her up to get ready for school. There's nothing better than waking up next to her, our hearts in sync.

My alarm screeches and I slam my fist on the snooze button, turning away from my bedside table. I'm not ready to get up and face another day of school, but if I know if I'm not up in fifteen minutes Spencer will come upstairs and ask why I'm so glum even though he already knows. The alarm screams again and I sigh, turning it off before slipping out of bed and going into the bathroom. Brushing my teeth, I stare at my reflection in the mirror and frown. I'm paler than usual, from lack of eating and sleeping.

I dress in less than ten minutes, a new personal best, and drag myself downstairs to find Spencer and Freddie in the kitchen eating cereal. I don't feel like eating, but Spencer pours me a bowl of Fiber Nuts and practically forces me into my chair. Freddie watches me with empty eyes and continues his conversation about Galaxy Wars with Spencer. They both know not to speak of the unspeakable, which I'm thankful for. I would end up locking myself in my room and starve myself again. We finish eating and Spencer drives us to Ridgeway, the ride as silent as death. Hell, someone may as well have died, with the way I feel.

Freddie and I walk quietly to our lockers and grab our supplies for first period. He glances at me with an apologetic smile and hugs me loosely before disappearing up the stairs. I'm suddenly all alone and the center of attention, dozens of pairs of eyes watching me as I walk to class. I don't know why things have to be this way, why I'm suffering as much as I am. Eyes follow me as I sit in my desk and it takes Mrs. Briggs' insults to change the center of attention from me to her. I lay my head on my desk, ignoring the eyes and the whispers, closing my mind off from the world.

Her blue eyes are watching me as I pace back and forth a distance from her bed and I don't have to see them to know the worry behind them. She's concerned, like she always is when I pace, and I feel like this time will be the last. I hear her footsteps when she finally stands and walks over to me, her arms snaking around my waist. She rests her forehead against mine and I can do nothing but meet her deep blue eyes with my brown ones.

Her lips meet mine and I almost forget why I came over. I put my hands on her shoulders and gently push her away and the hurt in her eyes is enough to make me want to crawl under a rock. Her hands are on my hips now and the corners of her mouth are turned downward in a frown. She knows something is wrong as much as I do, and I don't want to be the one to do this. I never wanted to be the one.

I circle my fingers around her forearms and try to smile, but I can't. I'm hurting her without saying anything and as soon as the words come out of my mouth, the damage will be ten times worse. She pulls me in for another kiss and I let her because that's all I can do, one last time, before it's done. When I pull away this time, she lets me go completely. Her hands are loose at her sides and she's fighting back tears.

"Why?"

In just one word, she's managed to crush me entirely and I can't stop the tears the force their way out of my eyes. She isn't harsh or cruel. She's hurt worse than I am, the pain almost torture in her blue eyes when she finally looks away. I've killed her soul and everything we've become together. I've destroyed her hope and faith and all the memories that we were going to make together. Worst of all, I've broken the very thing I never thought either one of us could ever break, our friendship.

"I can't do this." My heart is breaking worse than cement under a jackhammer. "Everyone at school, my family, your family…I can't deal with their disappointment and their contempt toward us. It hurts, Sam. All of it is killing me inside, and I can't take it." I look away, the tears falling freely. "We can't do this. It isn't right." I force myself to look at her, to stare straight into the destruction that is my fault.

She takes a deep breath, trying to hold herself together and I know she's going to lose herself at any moment. Her eyes finally meet mine and she lets out the breath she's been holding, and I know her heart is pounding in her chest. She had never been broken like this, but the closest thing to it was a few years ago and I still remember the feeling of her heartbeat against mine. It was always in sync to mine. "Do you love me?"

And I fall apart.

Freddie sits down next to me at lunch and eats silently. We haven't had a solid conversation in a year, usually only asking how the other is doing. I rarely answer because he already knows what happened. He knows I'm barely here anymore so he doesn't try to get my attention. He doesn't try to talk to me. I'm not ready for talking and I think he knows that. Today's different, though. It's been too long since I've spoken and sometimes I'm afraid I don't have a voice anymore. But I do. I do have a voice and I refuse to use it.

Eyes watch my every move and I want to hide within myself because I can't take it. Because of them, I've managed to destroy the one person who mattered the most to me, and I can't fucking take it anymore. I'm sick of everything. Freddie reaches over and covers my hand with his. He's a long way past his "love" for me and I'm glad that through all of this someone is still on my side. "Are you going to be okay?" he asks. I can only nod because I don't want to use my voice. His eyes are full of worry and concern and I can't help that I'm hurting him too.

I close my eyes and all I see is blue, those blue eyes that I remember so well, blue eyes that I fell in love with. Every time I close my eyes I see hers, and it hurts ten times worse, to know that I broke someone who was supposed to be tough. Without her, I've fallen into a void that's devoured my soul and became this shell that barely lives. I'm not even here anymore, and Freddie and Spencer know that. I try to pretend I'm okay for them, but they know. They know that I'm still this walking corpse that breathes only to stay alive and nothing more.

Days pass and I'm finally facing exactly three years on graduation day from high school. Exactly three years without Sam have passed and I'm barely alive. I don't even know how I managed to get this far in school, let alone in life, but I don't question it. If I do, the memories only become nightmares and I've learned to let them go. Spencer and Mrs. Benson are sitting in the bleachers of the stadium and Freddie is sitting at the beginning of the list. He slipped in school, mostly because of me, and I couldn't help but regret everything that's happened to him. I've ruined everything.

I still haven't spoken. Spencer and Freddie started trying, but when I didn't respond, they just gave up. Two weeks after graduation, Freddie finally convinced me to see a movie with him, to celebrate graduation and to hang out. I couldn't hurt him anymore, so I finally agreed, which caught him by surprise. Eyes still watched me at the mall, but Freddie wouldn't allow it. He was fed up with everything that belittled me and he wasn't afraid to beat some sense into anyone who made me fall into myself.

We stop by the coffee shop in the mall and he kisses my forehead before going to the counter to order our coffees while I grab a table. The coffee shop is empty aside from us and an elderly man toward the entrance, who seems interested in the sports section of the newspaper. Freddie sits across the table from me, passing me my latte and a small piece of cheesecake. I smile weakly and he takes a sip of his coffee, looking around the coffee shop, his fingers drumming quietly on the table.

I finish the slice of cheesecake and stand up to throw the plate away in the trash. When I turn to return to the table, I freeze. Freddie's drumming fingers are silenced but I can't look at him. My attention is at the door of the coffee shop, the owner of the familiar blue eyes cemented in place upon sight of me. Time stands still, a ringing in my ears from lack of sound, but I don't care. After what seems like forever, she steps toward me hesitantly.

I close the distance between us, but we don't touch. "Carly," she whispers, her blue eyes burning into mine, and the pain is still there as we both remember what happened between us. We're so close that one heart can feel the other and it's like we're on the same wavelength as we wrap our arms around each other in a tight embrace. In a mutual movement, our lips meet and every molecule of pain and torment is forced out of the kiss when we both realize that neither one of us is going to stop this.

We break the kiss eventually, her forehead resting against mine and her blue eyes meet my brown ones in confusion. "I never told you what I meant to say," I whisper, my first words in three years. I kiss her briefly and smile against her lips. The world is gone around us and I could care less what we have to go through from this moment on. All that matters in my life now is her. Everything I've ever been afraid of, I don't care anymore if it means she'll stay in my life.

"I love you, Sam."

This story can be found at http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7198280/1/Heartbeat

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