A Boyfriend For Christmas.

Chapter 8.

christian hung out with me until i got to bath and body works.

"i'll text you when i get a new phone okay?", he tells me once he sees lindy.

i nod my head.

"okay sounds good", i say.

he leaves with his friend and i walk to my bestfriend.

"well that went well, right?", she asks smiling at me.

i nod.

"as well as it could go, i guess".

i grab kelly's favorite scents and put them in one of the bags they provide.

"so what are you going to do?", she asks smelling a candle.

i shrug.

"we're gonna be friends".

she gives me a look.

"really?" she asks dryly.

i nod.

"it doesn't complicate things that much if he's my friend rather then if he's someone i'm talking to like that", i explain.

she nods her head.

"i mean i get it. but it's lame. he's clearly into you".

i sigh.

"can we talk about something else please?", i beg.

"what are you getting hunter for christmas?"

hunter was her boyfriend of 5 years. high school sweethearts and the cutest couple ever.

"i honestly have no idea. i feel like i've gotten him everything these past christmases i don't know what else he wants", she says.

i laugh.

"maybe some stuff for hunting?", i say. "didnt you say he needed a new tent anyway?"

she lights up.

"this is why i keep you around".

i laugh shaking my head.

after going into a couple more stores and getting my mom, dad, my little cousin, and my grandma stuff we go and meet my sister my aunt at the food court.

we all did a lot of damage and our arms were filled with bags.

"you guys ready to go?", my aunt asks with a yawn.

i nod.

"yeah, i'm tired", maggie says.

"i'll text you tomorrow jess", lindy says hugging me.

i hug her back.

"alright, be safe", i tell her before she walks away.

"let's go", kelly says.

we all walk out of the mall and make our way to the car.

we put or bags in different places so we don't mix anything up and after a while we leave.

leaning my head against the window my mind wanders back to christian.

was i starting to like him?

it's crazy because i just met him.

can i seriously just be his friend?

a question that replays in my head the whole way home.