+ iKiss with a twist: +

electrifying kisses and losing tempers

Okey guys, in this chapter it'll happen! The KISS! According to me, you've been waiting long enough, so let's make the magic happen! :D
Oh yeah, and the Twist is coming up… you'll have to read it to know what will happen to the Dirty Blonde and the Cute Geek X3

So, 1,2,3,4, Let's go!~

From the moment that Freddie's lips touched Sam's he felt how this shiver ran down his spine, the teenage boy could feel how his stomach flipped (but in a good way), how his head felt all light and dizzy, how his knees were slightly trembling and how Sam's scent was practically overwhelming.
All of this took place in less then a second.
And the combination of all of these things forced Freddie to lean in even closer, trying to intense the kiss, pull that nice overwhelming feeling closer to him. His heart skipped a beat or 3, and he wanted to taste Sam's lips more, wanted his body to get closer to hers, wanted to hold her and press her slim body against him.
But just at the point that Freddie wanted to do that, he realised that if he risked holding her or deepening the kiss, Sam would probably kick his butt, and than throw him of the balcony. All of this would probably happen in less then one and a half second.

So Freddie ignored the impulse as well as he could, still feeling the attraction coming from Sam, but he made the kiss last longer then he would have imagined at first. The teenage boy could feel how Sam appeared to be backing away a bit, as if she wasn't feeling as comfortable with this new situation as he did, and then Freddie realised that he was going too far, he was making the kiss last too long.

I'm scaring her.

Me, Freddie Benson, AV-geek-and-famous-nerd am scaring Sam, always-eating-never-stops-kicking-people-and-random-objects-Sam-Puckett.

The thought of this made him grin, even though it was just for a second. But then his thoughts quickly went back to the situation, and Freddie knew he had to pull back and break the kiss.
And just at that point, that crucial moment, he felt how Sam suddenly pressed her lips even harder to his, as if she suddenly was determined to do this. But the feeling, the intense pressure and attraction coming from her even became bigger, and from that instant Freddie knew that if he wouldn't pull back now, he would never be capable of doing so.
So with a slightly dizzy feeling in his head, he pulled back, noticing how a grin spread across his face. Everything inside of him felt jumpy, energetic, it felt as if his body had this intense electric energy in it, some unknown strength he would never be capable of fully controlling.
And it felt kick ass awesome.

Are kisses supposed to be like this?
Are they always this… breathtaking?
Are they always this… electrifying?
Are they supposed to give you the feeling, as if you want more, and more and more, is it normal that I just want to grab Sam and hold her and kiss her again?
Is it?

Sam had tasted his lips, had felt his body heat, had noticed how her heart had skipped more then just 1 beat when their lips hade made contact. Sam had literally felt the energy rushing through her, she had felt this insanely dazzling feeling taken over, and most of all she had been more than normally aware of Freddie. She had experienced his being, his scent, the muscles on his chest, she had felt everything, e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g that he was.

And it had scared her to death.

Normally Freddie was "the geek", the moron, the idiot you just had to accept because he was just like a god damn puppy who wouldn't go away. But now, she had noticed that puppies can be overwhelming, attractive, extraordinary, practically magical and frighteningly good at kissing.

Goddamnit.
Since when did he become so… so…
Non –Freddie?

From the instant he had touched her lips, Sam had had the feeling that it wasn't real, that it was just a strange yet awesome day dream. Sam thought that she would soon wake up in Miss Brigs classroom, having to spend a few weeks in detention for sleeping during the old hag's class.
But as time passed Sam could slowly feel how Freddie was becoming more and more part of her reality, of her world and then, in sudden impulse she opened her eyes. Sam remembered how she was studying his face at that point with an expression of surprise and confusion, but then she gave in. She finally surrendered herself to a way-too-stubborn puppy, and gave in to her confused yet addicting feelings.
Then,
He broke the kiss.
Just, in an instant.
The rush from the kiss seemed to linger throughout Sam's entire body and the brutal blonde couldn't do anything else than just to stare at the boy in front of her. Then, while controlling her body to the limit, she stood up, trying not to show that she was shivering, and backing away from Freddie. While she seemed calm, and not really impressed on the outside, Sam 's inside was a total mess. When she used to be younger, Sam had created the bad habit of watching Lizzie McGuire, and the little cocky, terribly drawn Lizzie-chibi had always been her secret idol.
So now, while she and Freddie had ended up in a situation like this, hér little and badly drawn self-chibi was panicky running around in circles inside Sam' s lively imagination, while loudly screaming : "What the hell, what the hell, what the hell!"

Then, after almostly tripping over her own feet, her Chibi bumped into a Chibi-Freddie who was just as confused as her. Both the little characters looked at each other, than they turned away from each other, while blushing as hell. Sam shook her head slightly, trying to make the small daydream disappear, but then the little fantasy returned, with only a small adjustment.

Now, the two imagination-creatures were making out.
In quite a passionately way.

Unconsciously Sam bit her lip, then she blinked a time or 2 while trying to erase the image which was now right in front of her.

I'm just a bit… dizzy... from sitting for such a long time. Yes that's it! I'm just a bit dizzy. That's why I'm imaging these things. That must be it! Sam said to herself, trying not to focus on Freddie. Ah, com'n, who you think you're kidding? Her brutal, normal side told her.

"Well, that was…"
"Nice…" Sam answered.
The tone in her voice showed just how surprised and confused she was at that point. As soon as Freddie had said those few words, she just wanted to get of that balcony as soon as possible. She had the feeling that, if she'd stay longer than 3.5 seconds in his company, she would probably just grab him by his shirt and kiss him until she would run out of breath.
And that wasn't even the scaring part.
Sam wanted to do that, more than anything else in the world.
She wanted to taste his warm, slightly rough lips again, she wanted to touch his chest, she wanted him to hold her, she wanted to run her fingers throughout his hair, she wanted to look into his warm, hazel eyes until he would kiss her at her weak spot; the place where her neck met her shoulder.

"Yeah, nice.. uhm…" Freddie's voice suddenly sounded.
Sam held onto the window, while gathering all of her courage. She wanted to sound somewhat normal, wanted to be her old self again ; not the girl who would melt underneath Freddie Benson's touch.
"Good work." Her voice sounded cold, kind of distant, and she was happy it sounded like that.

Just one deep breath, and then I'm out of here.

"Thanks, you too." Freddie responded quickly.
As quickly as Sam could, while controlling her nerves 'till the ultimate, climbed she throughout the window. Trying not to make anymore eye contact with Freddie, because that would mean that she would probably give in to her insane fantasy, Sam left the balcony.

"Hey… I hate you" Freddie said, while grinning widely. The feeling that the kiss had given him, was so overwhelming, so addicting, that he just had to force himself till the ultimate. If he would show Sam what kind of effect this had had on him, than she would probably … probably… Well, he actually didn't knew what Sam would do, but it wouldn't be good, that was for sure.

But still, he couldn't help himself. It was all too overwhelming, and he just had to let it out. So he teased her, played with her. Said that he hated her, but wanted nothing else than just to kiss her lips again. Sam didn't saw his smile, she just stood there, with her back turned towards him, not knowing that he was playing with her. Then, she suddenly turned around, her hands quickly transformed into fists while screaming:

"Screw you!"

Freddie looked at her in a shocked way, but then, when she climbed throughout the window towards him, he started to become scared. It seemed as if Sam had lost control over something, and was now on her way to go and release it on him. He immediately jumped up, and tried to get away.
Which was, as you all might expect, a major failure.

As Freddie had always been kind of clumsy, he pretty much tripped and landed in his soft, blue chair on which he had been sitting on for the fast few hours. He started to stutter, he clinged onto his chair while glaring up at her. Sam was now standing right in front of him, and just when Freddie expected a punch in the face, he felt how a small weight landed upon his lap. A more than normally confused Freddie opened his left eye to see what was really going on, when he saw that it was Sam who was now sitting on top of him.

"S-S-S-Sam?" he asked with a confused expression on his face.
The 16 year old blonde was indeed sitting upon his lap, with her chest almostly being pressed against his. Even though there was still a bit of space between the two of them, Freddie swore that he could hear her heartbeat, he smelled her scent again and he realised that Sam had a very determined look in her eyes.

"Sam?" he asked again. This time, his voice sounded softer, it was just a mere whisper, but just when he said the blonde 's name, he heard her say:
"Screw you. I don't care anymore."
"Wh- what do you mean-?"

Freddie could never finish his sentence decently.

Dadadadaaaam!

Oh, and I'm really, really thankful for all the comments and add-to-favorites I've had x3 I'm sooo happy 'bout it! *sparkle, sparkle*

Hachiko out! :P