Update for you! Love this song. How do you love me now, by Hey Monday. :)
Chapter 14- Hey Monday
It's finally clear
you're blurring the lines
The days passed in a haze of revision, exams and a few arguments from the stress of them. Zain was stressing along with Sam about the exams and both were cramming in all the hours of revision they could get. The exams were finished quickly that week, and the control freaks of the group were relieved and calm once again.
Christmas came too soon, and Jo was jogging around the shops trying to keep up with Sam's unnaturally fast walking.
"Sam, what's the rush?" Jo breathed, slowing as they came to a corner.
"It's Christmas eve, Jo!" Sam replied, tugging on her bag to pull it back on her shoulder.
Jo laughed, "You only have to get two more presents, right? There's still an hour until the shops close!"
Her laughter was met with a stern look from Sam, "Look, I don't know what I'm getting them yet."
"Let me help you." Jo thought about it, "Who are you buying for?"
"Phil, Smithy.. Oh, and Phil's mum."
"His mum?"
"She's been good to me Jo, it's only right." Sam got on really well with Lynne, and she had offered her a room to stay a fair too many times, as well as a kind ear.
"Fine. Okay this is easy. Smithy's your boyfriend, so some sort of mediocre slutty underwear should do it-"
Sam attempted to interrupt, "-That's not really-", but was quickly cut over again by Jo.
"Chocolates are always good for mums, so that's that sorted. And for Phil.."
"See. That's where I'm stuck."
Sitting on her bedroom floor later that evening, Sam closed her eyes and thought about it, her lip bitten down in concentration. She gingerly swapped the labels on the silver-wrapped gifts and sat back, looking at them. After a while she added them to her bag of presents and went upstairs to bed.
Tell me how can you sleep
how can you breathe?
Christmas morning didn't bring snow as she had hoped, but Beth Green sat up in bed and smiled. She pulled the stocking at the foot of the bed to her knees and tipped the contents out on to the bed. She had always loved Christmas, and since she was a little girl her father had always made it the most special day of the year. He had hidden a little envelope inside her stocking and every year it had contained a clue as to where the next one was. There would always be six clues and at the end would be her special present; though this time it would be a complete surprise. Beth could think of nothing she wanted in particular, nothing she needed in fact, and her father had picked the perfect present.
Baby tell me how
how you love me now
"Merry Christmas Sam!" Lynne grinned and hugged her, ushering her inside out of the cold. Sam looked around the crowded room, Phil's friends and family cluttered it comfortingly, leaving tell-tale scraps of wrapping paper scattered across the carpet. Smiling softly, Sam gratefully accepted some fruity, warm mulled wine from his mother and sat on the arm of one of the sofas. She watched Steve rip the paper from his presents excitedly, he was getting on for seven now.
"Hey, stranger," Phil smiled, walking over and reaching down to kiss Sam's cheek. "Didn't know you were coming over."
"Merry Christmas to you, too, Phil," Sam chuckled, messing up his hair.
"So what are you doing here?" He asked, sitting next to her,
Sam smiled nervously, "Had to give you your present, didn't I?" she rummaged in her shoulder bag, and Phil pulled her up from the sofa.
"I hate family things," he murmured, dragging her upstairs to the auntie-and-uncle-free safety of his bedroom. While she sat on the edge of his bed, he looked through a drawer and found her present; gift-wrapped in light blue paper -clearly not by Phil- it had a posh tag on it, one that she recognised.
"Phil.." she said unsure, looking at the gift in his hand.
Pushing it gently into her hand, Phil smiled, "I insist."
Sam opened the carefully wrapped present slowly; her fingertip slipped under the seal on each side before she slipped the box out of the wrapping. It was an attempt not to waste the stupid amount of money he must have spent on her. Her mouth opened and she shook her head when she opened the box. "How did you.." to her shame, her eyes teared up and she had to look away. "You remembered." she said softly, leaning her head on his shoulder.
Phil lifted the locket from the box and fastened it around her neck, his thumb brushing the closed clasp. The gold oval was one she had pointed out when they had been shopping months ago, intricately carved with a floral pattern. The same as her mother had, had.
"Your present seems crap now," she laughed slightly, brushing the tears from her cheek and handing it over. Phil ripped off the paper and stared.
Lights out
I found out
my falling star
goodbye
the sun rises here
there's no more you and I
Two tickets to Australia. "Dad!!" Beth screeched and ran upstairs, hugging her father tight. She knew who she would take. Not Max, although she loved him it could be awkward with her mother. She would take Honey. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she smiled, running to her room to pack and ring her friend. The tickets were for tonight.
"Honey!..."
Baby tell me how
How you love me now
finally got up to updating! X