How To Make Him Jealous

Chapter 7

2 years earlier...

"Merry Christmas !"

I stand surrounded by my family. Their cheerful grins are too sticky sweet and it makes my heart ache even more, it made the water I was drowning in even deeper and the trance I was in thickens.

"Oi, Oi Faith !'' a familiar voice shouts from across the room.

I smile at him, wondering how he got so beautiful.

''Hey Chris" I said, sounding sad

''Where's my present then?'' He jokes. He sees my expression and changes tone.
''Hey, what's up?''

I sigh.''Liam isn't coming, he text me saying he is going---''

Chris cuts me off . ''A business trip, I know, don't worry, I'm sure he'll be back tomorrow,''

I frown,''He text me that he's staying at home because he has to overlook interviews for the new job opening ?!''

''Oh, maybe he got confused, anyway, here's your present Faith!'' Chris spat out.

He thrust a box into my hand. "This ones from Liam ." He said grinning. "Open it !"

I unwrapped the silver paper to reveal a small red box. I tried to contain my excitement as I slowly opened the box, quickly looking around like Liam was going to suddenly jump out of somewhere. The small box opened up to a silver necklace with a tiny heart incrusted with diamonds.

There was no note or card just the necklace. Although I could feel my heart breaking ever so slightly, I put on a big smile and faked being happy to Chris.

I flipped the small heart open, to reveal small writing engraved in the back.

"Britney ?" I said out loud. Feeling a frown spread across my face.

"Huh ?" Chris said, taking the necklace from me, studying the back. "Oh...that's the, um, the company. You know ? The one in Germany ? Very expensive, can't find it on the Internet. " he spluttered.

"Yeah. I...I...know it." I lied.

Chris frowned. "Okay...you wanna take a breather outside ?" He said offering me his hand.

I smiled. "Yeah sure." I put the necklace on the table beside him, closing it in its box, I followed him outside.

"So what happened to Dylan ?" I said, stepping onto the landing.

"Oh. He got pretty pissed last night, he's not very good with hangovers." He laughed. "He stayed in bed all day. He'll come round though, he'll be down by the food table before you know it. " he smiled.

"Pissed off again at New Year ?" I ask

Chris laughs. "Probably."

There's a moments silence before I speak again. "You know you didn't have to come this week. You probably have better things to be doing than watching my family get wasted, while singing how fantastic their lives are." I said, looking up at Chris.

"Well....I don't have anything else better to do." He pauses before going on. "Neither does Dylan." He sighs. "Plus it's a break off work." He says crossing his arms.

"Chris ? When have you ever worked ?"

"Oh, all the time. Hard work, you know. Not easy stuff. Tonnes of paper work." He says, acting serious.

I stare at him.

"Wow ! Did you fall for that ?! Me WORKING ? I don't think so ?!" He laughs. "That was really hard to keep going. I thought I was gonna burst !" He says breaking down in to laughter. "Me---working." He wheezes, clutching his sides.

"God. It wasn't that funny ?"

Chris abruptly stops laughing and stares at me. "No it really wasn't was it ? It's that punch getting to me." He laughs.

I pause for a second

"It's weird how you come down for Christmas and Liam doesn't."

Chris blinks. "No it's not Faith ! He's a busy man. He can't be here all the time."

"Yeah but he's not that busy ?" I retort.

Chris quickly changes the subject and shoves another box into my hand. "My present from me to you." He says smiling.

"They're beautiful Chris !" I exclaim, staring down at two stunning pair of
earrings.

"Oh ! Well Liam had some input on them." He spat back.

I frowned.

"Do you like them ?" He asks.

"Of course I do ! There stunning ! In fact I'll go and get them on now !" I say, starting to walk back inside.

"Okay, see you in a minute !" Chris shouts as I hurry up the stairs.

I never go rid of that weird feeling that Christmas night, two years ago. Now it all adds up....