december 2014

"we'll be back in 2 hours, sam!" nikki called as she, dom, tom, harry and paddy stood in the hall.

"okay!" he replied, his footsteps hitting the stairs.

"i still don't know why you don't want to walk tessa on christmas day. i thought it would become a tradition?"

"if everyone's here" harry stared at tom as tom looked back innocently.

"i just don't feel too good, i may get a cold and the weather'll make it worse" he gave a fake sniffle.

"okay, well, call if you need anything, sweetheart. we'll come home straight away"

"thanks, mum"

"bye sam" she turned and walked out.

"bye sam" the others chorused and followed nikki. as soon as they left, sam rushed and locked the door. he turned back to face he stairs and sprinted up them two at a time. he almost fell into his room, kneeled beside his bed and brought out a white box. he gently pulled off the lid and checked for everything inside of it. satisfied with his check, he placed the lid back on, stood up with the box and left his room.

he jumped the last few steps and waltzed into the kitchen. the tree lights lit up the room as all their presents were laid out on the sofa and floor. he gently placed the box on the dining table, lifting the lid and picking out the pictures on top. he then pulled out several boxes of rose petals and turned to check the clock.

10:43. perfect. he had 17 minutes to make the house perfect for her arrival.

sam started at the front door. he used up the first box of petals and got almost fully through the hallway. he picked up another and began to follow the trail he'd already made, leading it into the living room. after using up the boxes, and having one left over, he began to place the photos on top of the petals. pictures of him and her; him, her and harry; her and harry; her and his entire family; and some of just her, in all her angelic light and life.

he had none left over, wanting all the memories to be laid within the roses. he checked the clock again. 10:58. she'd be there in two minutes. she was always on time; if she was late, it was very unusual and very unnerving. sam stood at the end of the rose trail before sprinting to the front door and unlocking it, opening it slightly and tip-toeing back to his previous position.

seconds later, and after his breathing had settled down, (y/n)'s voice called throughout the house.

"hello? guys?" the door shut. "anyone-huh" she gasped, looked down at the rose petals and photos. she bent down and picked up the first one. it was a picture from the first day she met harry. she and he were talking to each other, completely ignoring the camera. the were both smiling, and she decided to keep it.

she moved onto the next one. it was from the first time she met the rest of his family. there was a picture of her and the hollands, then one of her and sam and finally one of her, sam and harry. like the last, she decided to keep them. the photos carried on like that. there were ones of her and tessa, her and paddy, her and nikki, her and dom, her and tom, her and harry, and many of her and sam.

she picked every photo up, following he trail of petals slowly, picking up a few every so often. they smelt like sam, her favourite smell in the world. when she entered the door way, she saw sam smiling widely at her. she continued to pick up the rest of the photos and, once she did, she threw them on the sofa and ran over to sam.

(y/n) threw her arms around his neck and his tightened on her waist.

"thank you," she simply whispered. "i love them"

"you're welcome," he pressed their foreheads together slightly. "there is a question with them, though"

"please not a christmas quiz. i'm christmassy quizzed out this week" she huffled and closed her eyes while sam giggled.

"no, it's not. i was hoping you'd, erm, by my girlfriend?"

"really?" she opened her eyes and looked into his beautiful brown orbs.

"yes. really"

"well, because of that wonderful entrance, i feel obliged to say yes"

"it's better than nothing"