The Runaway 2 - N.H.

[75] Christmas

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"Merry Christmas," Luke smiles and hands me a small box with green and red wrapping paper covered in Christmassy words.

"What is it?" I ask eagerly and he rolls his eyes.

"Open it and find out," he chuckles and it's my turn to roll my eyes. I rip the wrapping paper open to reveal a white box, clearly for jewellery. I slowly open it and see a silver pandora bracelet, with charms already on it.

I run my hands over the first four charms, the initials to spell out 'CALM' are there, each letter their own silver charm. I move to the next few to see one with a few white crystals encircling the tiny charm and smile. The next one is a crown, reminding me of my own tattoo on my wrist and the last one is yet another silver charm, just like the letters but has '21' on it.

"That one's for your birthday," he mumbles and I look up to him.

"It's so beautiful. Thank you so, so much," I whisper and wrap my arms around his neck, tears beginning to well in my eyes.

"Don't sweat it," he says into my hair and I pull away as he takes the bracelet from its box and puts it securely onto my wrist.

"Fits like a glove."

"We helped with it," Ashton calls out from behind Luke and I walk over to give the three of them a hug.

"Bee, Niall sent us a present to give to you, it's over there," Luke calls out, pointing to the other side of the room while he goes to the kitchen to help his mother.

"How's it been living with him?" Ashton asks fixing up his glasses. He hasn't worn them in so long and it makes him look like the silly teen I used to know.

"It's good, he's still away a lot but at least he's coming home to me. It's a good feeling," I smile as I make my way over to where Luke pointed.

There's an oddly shaped present wrapped up on top of the counter with a 'B' sprawled across the top. I furrow my eyebrows before slowly tearing the paper. I open it up to find a fluffy white pillow object and laugh. An Olaf pillow pet. I turn it around to see a note taped to its back.

'Olaf likes warm hugs. I miss you, hug him for me?' Is written in Niall's messy handwriting and tears well in my eyes. I haven't seen him in almost three weeks.

I turn it around to give it a hug when a blue box falls to he floor. I frown before crouching down and picking it up. I take off the little top to reveal a jewellery case. I smile, thinking it's probably the earrings I wanted a while ago but never got for myself.

I slowly open up the small case and my heart sinks to the floor. A gorgeous silver ring sits in the box, it's many diamonds shining back at me. I put a hand over my mouth and continue to stare at it in awe.

"What?" I gasp and run my fingers over it. It couldn't be a...

"Braeden?" I hear a familiar, accented voice say from behind me and turn around. Niall stands in the doorway, the most excited grin falling over his soft features.

"What?" I repeat and he walks over to me chuckling. he puts his hands over mine and takes the box from my shaking hands. He moves from his crouching position beside me to get on one knee.

"Braeden?" He asks again and I feel more tears well up in my eyes. "I love you with my entire heart and soul and I never, ever want to be without you, I couldn't imagine a life without you in it... So, would you do me the incredible honour of becoming my wife?" He asks, his grin never falling.

"What?" I repeat and he laughs lightly, looking to the floor.

"Yes or no?" He asks, his perfect white teeth smiling up at me.

"Y-Yes. Yes," I nod vigorously. "Yes, I will."

He wraps his arms around my waist and spins me around, keeping his head buried into my neck.

"I love you." I mumble and feel tears begin to fall down my cheeks.

"I love you too," he says and wipes away my tears before kissing my lips.

I giggle against his lips before kissing him again. "I love you so much."

"I love you more," he mumbles and pulls away, to examine the ring on my finger.

I look down at it too and more tears fall. It's so beautiful, more than I could have ever wished for.

"You like it?" He asks, genuinely worried that I wouldn't.

"I... It's perfect."

"You're perfect," he whispers, pressing his lips to mine once again.

"Congratulations!" Ashton screams and hugs us, before the other three boys join us in a massive group hug.

"Guys!" I choke and they all let go.

Michael chuckles and passes me his phone. A video of me opening the pillow pet starts to play and I laugh at my expression as I see the ring. I will never, ever forget this moment.