The Boys and Me

85. A Scotty Sire Christmas

ALLIE:

When Scott pulled into his driveway, I began to get flashbacks of living over here and unbeknownst to me, began to freak out and panic.

"Holt, they moved months ago" He said and I looked to him.

"Really? Why didn't you tell me?" I asked and he shrugged, climbing out of the car.

"Saving it for a day when you really needed cheering up. Didn't think it was possible for you to be sad recently" He said and I cocked my head at him as he pulled my things, presents included, from the trunk.

"And by that you mean?" I egged and he shrugged as he locked my car and we walked inside.

"I mean you and Heath had been going so well, you'd been getting along with everyone and you'd managed to break through to me. Everything was going well so there was no reason for you to be sad." He said and I smiled to myself.

"You're kind of sweet, you know that Scott?" I said and he laughed as we ascended the stairs.

"Yeah, sure. Whatever" He said as he put his things down in my room.

"Where's your family?" I asked and he laughed.

"They're downstairs. I text my mom when we were leaving to let her know I was bringing you here and we would be down as soon as you were okay" He said and I smiled.

"I'm okay" I assured and he nodded, grabbing the gifts Cori had given to me.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked and he smiled.

"It's Christmas, you have to open presents. I got you something" He said and I shook my head, smiling to myself.

"I got you something too." I said, grabbing something from my bag and following him downstairs.

We got down there and his mom was smiling at me.

"Does she know?" I asked quietly and Scott shook his head.

"Tonight I'll tell her" He promised and I knew he was serious because he was when it came to his mom.

"Hi Alissa, it's so nice you could join us" She said and I smiled with a nod was Scott took my hand and guided me to a spare spot on the couch.

"Thank you for letting me come around" I said and she shook it off.

"Oh it's nothing" She said and I smiled as they began to exchange gifts. I noticed I had four, one from Cori and Mark, one from Shane, one from Heath and one from the whole family. I shakily gave the one from Heath to Scott. He looked at it and understood instantly, putting it on the ground beside him.

Scott and his family began to unwrap gifts and soon enough Scott was unwrapping one from his stepdad. It was an expensive looking watch and it was most definitely not a Scott gift.

"A watch? Seriously?" Scott asked. I rolled my eyes and hit him slightly.

"It's a very nice watch" I said and he sighed, looking at it and looking to his stepdad.

"It is nice, thank you" He said, taking everyone else by surprise.

As soon as they were distracted, he turned to me

"I don't wear watches" He muttered and I shrugged.

"You could always start. Wear it to a dinner or something. Be appreciative." I whispered back. He sighed, but I could see a smile on his face.

"Thanks" He whispered.

"For what?" I asked and he shrugged.

"Today. I know you had the cops on the phone" He said.

"Gotta love iPhone's emergency button thing" I said and he nodded.

"I don't say this lightly when I say you saved my life. Thank you" He said and I nodded with smile.

"You're welcome, very welcome Scott" I said and he cocked his head at me.

"How come you never call me Scotty like everyone else?" He asked and I shrugged.

"I don't like nicknames. I guess I let Heath do it because he was different to everyone else." I said, not realising that I even did that.

"Relax, I hate being called Scotty" He said and I sighed in relief.

"Well now I know what to call you if you annoy me" I joked as he shoved me.

"Are you gonna open these?" He asked and I nodded, opening the gifts the Hussar's had given me. Cori and Mark had got me a brand new set of watercolour paints, I'm assuming because Heath said it was my favourite style of painting. Shane had bought me a book series I was dying to read. But the whole family had given me a brand new camera, seeing as I had dropped mine accidentally and broken it. I smiled through the tears at their thoughtfulness and looked to Scott.

"Do you want Heath's?" He guessed as I shook my head.

"No, I want to remember this Christmas with you. It might have started as the worst one but it's becoming the best one I've ever had" I said with a smile, which he returned.

"Can you open my gift now?" I asked, handing the small square present to him.

"It feels like a photo frame" He muttered, making me roll my eyes.

"Open it dick head" I said, shoving him. He laughed and carefully opened it.

It was a drawing I had done of him as though he were Alice in Wonderland. The tattoo I had seen on his stomach I instantly recognised it as the Cheshire Cat so as soon as I got back from getting the tattoo, I began to work on it and I only just finished it late last night. I got it right down to him wearing Alice's dress, rolling his eyes and holding the head of the Queen of Hearts in his hand. He smirked, then smiled and then began to laugh uncontrollably.

"You like it?" I asked and he kept laughing, handing it onto his mom, who was curious.

"I love it! It's the best gift I've ever been given" He said and I smiled, happy with that response.

"Did you draw this Alissa?" Sheila asked me and I nodded.

"It's really good. You're talented" She said and I smiled.

"Thank you, I love drawing." I said and she smiled.

"Mom, I promise I will tell you everything and there is nothing to be worried about but I have to take Alissa in to talk to the cops about what happened this morning" Scott said. I had forgotten about that. Sheila sighed and looked to me.

"Do I have anything to be worried about?" She asked me.

Wait, me?

I shook my head.

"No, everything's fine. Now. And I know he's gonna tell you everything when we come home" I said shoving Scott a little bit.

"Alright. I trust you Scooter, but only because I trust Alissa" She said and Scott nodded as we went upstairs so I could change, heading back down and jumping in my car, which Scott drove yet again. So far he's driven my car three times and Heath hasn't once.

"Let's go" He said, starting the car and beginning to drive.

I waited until we were on the road before grinning and looking at him.

"Whatever you say, Scooter"

SCOOTER

I love that that is Scott's nickname. Did anyone notice that from about chapter 23 on, Alissa only called him 'Scott'? Because I purposely did that for a reason.

And no, this does not mean y'all are getting Solt.