COMPLETE✔️
"I'm wondering how many years you still have to be here. You've already been here quite a while Gather. Such a shame for a pretty girl like you to be locked up here." He catches a stray of my hair and puts it behind my ear. I can feel a b...
Wearing a red sweater with a v neck, with some jeans, and my hair down. Giving me casual Christmas vibes. I'm okay with it.
As I walk into the kitchen, Zach is sitting down at the kitchen island, wearing a black shirt that hugs his body and black jeans. When I come closer to him I see that he has a plate full of pancakes in front of him.
I raise my brows. "Pancakes?" I ask surprised and he nods. "Merry Christmas, have some holly jolly pancakes." He says as he shoves the plate towards me. "You found it really hard to say that, didn't you?" I ask him while shoving a pancake in my mouth.
"The Christmas spirit has never really been my thing." I nod. "Same." I try to say with my mouth still full of fluffy pancakes. I swallow hard before I try to talk normally again.
"Clara is coming over at 12 for a Christmas lunch. Hope you don't mind. She also has a present for me. So far, I don't really like Christmas." I shrug.
"That's fine. Speaking of presents..." I roll my eyes as he shows me a wrapped package, hands it to me when he walked around the kitchen island to stand directly in front of me. "Here's mine." He winks while a faint smile appears on my lips. "Fuck you." I fake pout as I unwrap the present.
It's a little white box with a golden lining. When I open it I almost gasp. It's a delicate gold necklace with a little golden lock hanging from it. As I carefully pick it up, I look at Zach.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"The lock stands for your past, that you were locked up from the free world. You can carry it around everywhere you go, reminding you of where you came from and what you have become now. That anything is possible." He smiles at me and I can feel tears sting in my eyes. I reach out for a hug, throwing my arms around his neck while holding him tight.
"Thank you," I whisper as I nuzzle my head in the crook of his neck. He is absolutely amazing. I take a deep breath before I pull back and look at him again. "Can you put it on me?" I ask him and he nods.
I hand him the necklace and turn around, pulling my hair to the side. I can feel his fingers brush against my skin as he links the two pieces together. I bring my hand to my chest and feel the necklace. It feels amazing to have something like this. Something so personal.
As Zach is done his hands rest on my shoulders and I carefully turn around to face him.
"It's really sweet of you to give me something like that. I hate that I don't have anything for you."
"I already told you, it's fine." He kisses my forehead as an idea comes to my mind. "When's your birthday?" I ask excited and his face falls. "No, I'm not telling you that."
"Fine, I'll ask your mother when we get there tonight." I smile brightly at him and turn back to my pancakes. "If I tell you, you have to promise not to go all out. Not for me, you can spend your money on better things." He says and I grin as I side-eye him.
