Your toes were numb,the snow soaked and stuck to your coat. Your hands were like ice,bright red,they wouldn't move a thing.
It was Christmas Eve,the lights were out and the streets were empty,covered in snow. You had just bought some Christmas presents,they were last minute. You had to walk to the bus stop you needed to get home. There was quite a long way to go.
You stumble and drop your bags,that's when arms reach our to pick them up. You think you're being robbed but the arms pick them up and give them back to you.
You look up to see a boy,who is mostly wrapped up in layers, you can only see his face,pale with bright blue orbs and light Carmel locks over his face.
"Thanks," you say nervously "It's cold and I'm clumsy,"
"It's okay," he says "I'm Thomas,"
"(Your name)" you hold tightly onto your bags.
"You walking alone?" He asks. You should feel scared but there's something about him which reassures you that you are safe.
"Yeah,well I need go get the bus it's a couple of blocks away. Number 34,third stop,"
"I need that bus too,but I get off at the second stop,"

You walk together and wait die the bus,luckily it comes quite quickly even due to the dumps of snow on the streets, you and Thomas are the only ones there, you slump down on the five seats at the back and you both lean against the window,you have enough space you stretch out your legs.
He pulls out a flask.
"I've got another," he says handing you one.
"You could be an axe murderer," you joke, knowing the drink is safe and it's a working treat to warm up your hands.
"There's always that possibility!" He laughs "Well if you don't wanna drink it,it makes a great job at warming your hands up"
"Thanks," you open the flask up and take a quick sip to find the worlds greatest bit chocolate. "This is amazing!"
"Now believe that I'm not an axe murderer?"
"Yeah. I did all along,"

The bus indicates that it's stopping and you feel your heart drop. This was his stop.
"This is me,it was nice meeting you (your name) I had a great Christmas eve," he leans in and kisses your cheek and walks off the bus,giving you a smile as he walks through the doors.

You feel like crying as the bus drives away but that's when you smash your hand on the stop button,grab your bags and sprint out down the street.
"Thomas!" You cry,he is just about to turn round when you crash into his arms. Sending warmth through your body.
You each-other,as he leans into you.
This was it!
And plants your lips with a long lingering kiss.

This was the memory you remember every Christmas,every day of your life. As now you spend every Christmas together. As a happily married couple,star crossed lovers.
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