𝓟𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓖𝓸𝓵𝓭 |¦| Freddy Carter

_𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷_

The first time they actually spoke properly was at a festival, Amy had gone with a two of her friends and Freddy had gone with two of his. Amy was heading back to her little group when a familiar voice called her name, "Amy!"

She turned around and smiled when she saw him jogging towards her, his two friends following. "I thought it was you, I can pick your lovely face out of a crowd from a mile away."

Amy only chuckled, "hello Freddy, nice glasses."

"Gosh, finally. A proper conversation," Freddy laughed, his friends were at his side now. Amy recognised them to be Thomas Flynn and Lewis Mackinnon.

"You by yourself Amy?" Thomas asked.

Amy smiled, "no I'm with Emily and Hannah. We're over there by the stage, you can come over if you want?" She pointed towards an area near the stage and after they agreed they walked over.

Amy and her friends all had matching outfits but in different colours, she was wearing neon purple cargo trousers and a black boob-tube and neon purple makeup. Hannah and Emily wore the same outfits bit Hannah's was orange and Emily's was pink. All three of them had their hair in half up space buns with silver glitter on their scalp and arms and black heeled laced up boots on.

"Hey girls! Look who I found," Amy announced as they joined the group, "Hannah, Emily, this is Thomas, Lewis and Freddy."

The six of them quickly got on really well and we're having a blast drinking alcohol, dancing and singing along to the music. Somehow, in the mix of the shouting, tipsiness, singing and dancing, the girls ended up in the boys' shoulders. Lewis had Hannah, Thomas had Emily and Freddy had Amy.

Something started burning in Freddy's heart that day, a longing for Amy. To keep her always with him.

No matter what.

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Freddy felt himself smile as he passed her a change of clothes, he knew she could stay warm but he didn't want her walking back to the hotel with the dress from her birthday a week ago on.

Amy unfolded them and smiled up at him, vans, black jeans, white spaghetti top and one of his woollen jumpers. Her favourite. Freddy kissed her on the cheek before he left the room, leaving her to get changed. After five days in hospital, the Doctors were finally allowing Amy to leave.

Freddy waited beside the closed door for her, he was messaging his older brother Tom and his younger brother Charlie. ((I forgot to mention in last chapter that these are the real names of Freddy's brothers, Tom is obviously Tom Austen and his younger brother is named Charles/Charlie Carter)) He pocketed his phone when the door opened revealing Amy who was tieing her hair up.

"So," Freddy started as he intertwined his fingers with hers as they began walking, "I was thinking we could watch a movie-"

Amy looked straight up at him and pouted, "no, I'm sick to death of staying in a bed."

He chuckled as he shook his head, "-or we can go to the Museum of Fine Arts."

Amy's face lit up at the idea, a date at the museum sounded so cute right now. Freddy held open her coat for her to put it on and zip it up, Amy laughed when she realised they had matching burberry coats.

Freddy grasped her hand as they left the hospital, they walked down the street and waited by the tram stop.

"So," Freddy started as they sat down, "even though we're doing secret santa, I wanted to know what you wanted for Christmas? It's the first tomorrow and I don't want to get anything too late."