You guys always have such brilliant ideas, I'm so happy you're reading this story.

Anyway, this was prompted by 'myaddictionanubis' and all prompts will be done just need some time!

Christmas Shopping

Beginning

"I'm just glad you're not Amber," Jerome sighed, swinging their hands together as they walked through the shop. Mara arched a delicate eyebrow, pulling out a Christmassy green dress.

"Why?" but she was pleased. She liked it when he said things like that. He may take it light-heartedly, but to Mara it completely filled her with joy. He liked the fact she wasn't Amber, unlike Mick.

"Amber is buying matching jumpers for Alfie and her," he laughed, shaking his head "I mean, it is hilarious, but poor Alfie,"

Mara laughed loudly, but it couldn't be heard over the hustle and bustle of all the other shoppers. "I would never do that." She looked up at him, still smiling "What do you think of this?" she asked, holding the hanger up. Jerome looked down at it, and grinned wickedly

"Nice," he snaked his arms around her waist, and kissed her forehead "You would look stunning in that,"

"Well thank you," Mara sighed, blushing, but she pulled away "But actually, it's for Poppy,"

Jerome's eyes widened and he shook his head immediately "No way. No way Mara! She is not wearing that!"

"Why not?"

"It's not ankle length!"

Mara rolled her eyes "Jerome, it's the same height as her school skirt would be. It's nice, I'm gonna get it for her," Mara folded it nicely into the trolley, scanning through some belts. Amber needed a new pink one apparently.

"Why are you getting her something anyway?" Jerome groaned, rubbing his face tiredly

"Because she's my friend," Mara sighed, she turned to him "Do you really not like it? Because I'll put it back…"

"No. It's not that, that bothers me," he sighed "It's just….Mara, just because you're my girlfriend, doesn't mean you have to act like Poppy's friend as well, you know? I won't mind if you completely ignore her. In fact, I think I would actually prefer that. You're spending too much time with her anyway." He looked down at her, his blue eyes flickering intently.

Mara looked up at him "Poppy's my fri- Wait. Did you say I was your…girlfriend?" her cheeks flamed madly.

Jerome blinked, as if it were obvious "Well yeah…aren't you?" he looked down at her and suddenly realised. She was staring hard at her shoes, her cheeks on fire, fiddling with the edge of her shirt. Jerome had never said that to her before, he placed one cold gentle finger under her chin, and tilted her head up, forcing her to meet his eyes. "Will you be my girlfriend?" he whispered.

Mara smiled, her eyes crinkling, as she darted up, kissing him and then turning around to look back at the clothes rail. "Jaffray," he grinned, following her, but she ran to the other side. And they looked over the multi coloured belts at each other. "You can't out run me," he sang truthfully.

"No. But this is the girls store so I think I know it just a little better than you do," she smiled sweetly, before turning and running. Jerome laughed loudly, chasing her, ignoring the looks people were giving them, as he followed her into the shoe section.

Mara could never remember a time when she'd felt so free, and there was no way she would have ever done this with anyone else. She pushed herself further into the coats and she saw Jerome pause. She held her breath, hoping he would move on. But he pushed the coats apart, and crouched down onto his knees, facing her.

"Gotcha," he whispered

Mara leaned in, and kissed him again, terrified the shop assistant would come over to them. "Jerome Clarke, is my boyfriend," she whispered. Jerome's eyes sparkled wonderfully.

"Finally,"

Prompts!