𝓟𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓖𝓸𝓵𝓭 |¦| Freddy Carter

_𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂-𝓸𝓷𝓮_

Freddy laughed as Amy made yet another contorted face in the mirror as she put on her fake eyelashes. She glared at him in the mirror before searching for her lipstick. She was sat in his shirt from earlier and had been doing her makeup while Freddy had changed into a black pair of trousers and a white shirt that he was yet to button up fully.

Amy pulled out a red and pink lipstick and turned herself around to show Freddy, "which one?"

It didn't take him long to decide, "easy, red. Always."

Amy made a few adjustments to her makeup before brushing out the curls in her hair with her fingers and spraying them with hairspray. She watched as Freddy left the room to look for something before opening the wardrobe door, she pulled the protective bag from the dress before taking it off the hanger. She made a quick change into the dress and was now standing in front of the tall mirror trying to pull up the zip.

Amy groaned as she failed yo do so, "Honey! Will you come back in here for a second?"

A few moments later Freddy appeared in the doorway, "is everything alright?" Upon realising what she actually looked like his breath caught in his throat as he stared at what he couldn't believe to be his with his mouth gaped slightly - his reaction made her blush like a red light.

"Can you zip up my dress, please?" Amy asked politely.

Slowly Freddy looked at her in more detail, craving each curve of her body.

He nodded and walked towards her.

A shock sped down her spine as Freddy glided his fingers across down her back to reach the zipper. He placed one hand on her waist and the other on the zipper. He paused half way and looked at her through the mirror, completely hitmontised by her beauty.

She asked softly, "what?"

Freddy smiled as he looked looked back down at the zip, "nothing."

Amy watched him through the mirror but he only kept his eyes on the zipper. When he was was done she turned around and was about to thank him but his intense stare stopped her. He lifted up a hand to to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, "beautiful."

Amy leaned further into his touch with a smile as she glided her hands over his chest, "handsome."

"Amy, I-" He cut himself off when he got lost in his own thoughts and her eyes, he wanted to tell her. To tell her what? To tell her three little words that could maybe help her understand why he does what he does? To tell her how much exactly she means to him? To tell her the secret he's kept from her for years?That without her he'd come undone? That without her he'd be a broken wreck of a man crumpled on the floor?

But in the end.

"I wanted to give you something, think of it as an early Christmas present."

He handed her a square box from his back pocket and a bright smile painted her face. Inside she found another necklace it was silver and had a name attached to the chain from the start and the end of the cursive writing. 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓭𝓭𝔂

"I knew it would suit you, although my name would probably suit better." Was what he'd said to her the first time she'd put her name necklace on that he gave to her the night of her birthday and he'd meant it.

"I know we're all doing secret Santa but I still wanted to get you something"

"Thank you!" Amy reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck,"I love it."

Freddy smiled, "want me to put it on?"

Amy nodded.

Freddy took the necklace from her and told her to turn around, he put the necklace over her head before connecting it and letting it fall onto her chest. A shock sped down her spine as Freddy glided his fingers across to top of her back to lift her hair out of the necklace.