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black-ish - @creelteeth

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Twelve Days of Jack (December 25 - Day 12)

Summary: When Sarah is invited to casually hang out with her Friend With Benefits, Jack, and his group of friends, things suddenly get a lot more serious than she bargained for.

Word count: 1.3K

[A/N] This mini series all takes place in the run up to Christmas. Each chapter takes place the day it is uploaded.

[Extra A/N] This is the last chapter! Thank you for reading everyone!!

Day One - Day Two - Day Three - Day Four - Day Five - Day Six - Day Seven - Day Eight - Day Nine - Day Ten - Day Eleven

Sarah woke up when the family cat started meowing. She stirred, trying to roll over and go back to sleep, but Dennis wouldn’t give up.

The cat hopped off the bed, walking to the tall windows and disappearing behind the curtain. When Sarah followed and pulled them open she immediately felt the cold radiating from the glass. Reading looked freezing cold, but snowless. It was quiet in the streets at seven on Christmas morning.

She picked Dennis up and carried him downstairs in her arms, holding him close to her chest to share their warmth, and put him down next to the breakfast bar. She was the first one up, so she got the cat his food and took her time in the bathroom to shower and put on makeup.

When she was still the only one awake at half eight she went back into her bedroom and dug up her phone from her suitcase. She had a few Christmas wishes from earlier that morning and from the night before, but also one from Conor, of all people.

Conor: Hey Sarah, I don’t wanna intrude, but did something happen between you and jack?

Sarah: Hey conor. Why do you ask?

When he still hadn’t responded after she’d sent pretty much everyone in her contacts a ‘merry Christmas’, she put her phone in her pocket and took her laptop downstairs with her. Dennis had already settled on the sofa, knowing that that was the warmest place in the house right now, right next to the radiator. She picked up a blanket and wrapped it around herself, cosying up next to the cat.

She kept an eye on her phone while she rewatched some episodes of Scorpion, until David came downstairs and watched it with her.

Their parents were last, bounding down the stairs at ten, still in their pyjamas. Their father always insisted on getting a new pair of Christmas pyjamas each year, preferably a crazier one than last year. This year’s outfit was a full elf suit, including fluffy slippers. He looked positively ridiculous, but his happy grin made up for it.

“Time for presents.” Her dad announced as David handed him a cup of tea.

Sarah put her laptop down, and as she went to put her phone on top of it she noticed the notification light. Conor had responded.

Conor: He’s being grumpy af and told our mum love doesn’t exist lmao

Sarah: tbh I don’t know if something happened?? Im not sure whats going on between us anymore

Conor: can I call?

“Sarah, presents.” David poked her side.

“Yeah, I’m coming.” Sarah said as she quickly sent Conor ‘later’.

They unwrapped the fancily packaged gifts one by one, taking turns. She received a puzzle book, a little silver charm for on her bracelet, and a Dungeons and Dragons book, each neatly wrapped in shimmering paper and decorated with a bow.

David was ecstatic with the new colouring pencils she had gotten them, as he had thought the specific metallic pencils he wanted were sold out everywhere, but he hadn’t taken into account that his meticulous planner of a sister had already bought them a month before.

“Alright, I’ll put the bread rolls in the oven. Who’s setting the table?” Her mum got to her feet, taking some of the wrapping paper with her to the kitchen to throw out. David followed her, and her dad got up too.

“Do you mind if I make a quick phone call?”

Her dad glanced at his watch, “Make it a quick one. We’ll have brunch in fifteen minutes or so.”

“That’ll be plenty.” She slipped into the garden with her pink socks on the cold tiles, and slid the glass door closed behind her.

Conor picked up on the second ring, “Hello?”

“Hey Conor, it’s Sarah.”

“Oh, hey.”

She heard the noise in the background die down as he supposedly moved to a more quiet room.

“What’s going on?”

“To be real with you, Jack’s being a right dick.”

“What?”

“He was acting weird all day yesterday, too. I think I know why, though.”

“You do?”

“Yeah, I asked him what the fuck his deal was this morning.”

“And what is it?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“Yeah. Someone saw you making out with some guy in that club Saturday night and it’s got him upside down.”

“I kissed a random guy because he was flirting with some chick!”

Conor laughed, “He told me about that too. Listen, my brother’s never been in love before and I think he’s a bit shaken up about it. He tried to sleep with some girl because he’s trying to take his mind of you. I tried telling him that if you feel the same there’s no need for him to get over you, but he’s being weird.”

“I do feel the same.” She said softly. It was weird to tell it to someone other than Kailee, but now that she had said it out loud she was sure it was true. She meant it.

“Can I tell this idiot that? His sulking is ruining Christmas.”

“Yes. Tell him to call me or something, okay?”

“Will do, thanks for saving Christmas.”

“No problem. Merry Christmas, Conor.”

“Merry Christmas, Sarah.”

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Jack didn’t call.

She had her phone in her lap during the entirety of the Christmas brunch, and then while they played Monopoly, but he never called.

She was pretty much ready to give up hope when she started Christmas dinner preparations at four. Her mum had her chopping vegetables and David sautéing some onions, when her brother, facing the driveway through the kitchen window, suddenly asked, “Are we expecting anyone?”

“I don’t think so.” Their mum responded, not looking up from where she was preparing dessert.

“It’s a chic car. I don’t think I even know people rich enough to own a car like that.”

Sarah’s heart jumped and she dropped her knife. “Jack.” She breathed when she caught side of the car.

“Excuse me?”

But she was out the door, walking onto the driveway still wiping her wet hands on her jeans.

The car door opened, and out stepped that boy that had messed things up so much for her.

“Merry Christmas.” He said weakly, but when he saw her smile his face lit up.

“Merry Christmas.” She responded. “I thought we were done.”

“So did I.”

They fell into each other’s arms, each holding the other tightly.

“I can’t stay too long, I have to be home in time for Christmas dinner. But I got you something.”

“What?” She let go of him, stepping back.

He leaned back into his car and held up a long, slender black box.

“I got you this before I fucked everything up, but when Conor told me I still had a chance I had to bring you this. It’s only fair.”

He opened the box, revealing a thin silver necklace with a little ice-skate pendant. “It’s cheesy, I know.”

“It’s perfect.” She said, reaching out to run her finger over the cool metal.

He picked it up, “Can I put it on you?”

“Yes, please.” She turned around and moved her hair out of the way.

His fingertips brushed along her skin as he laid it around her neck. She shivered, only just now realising how cold the December air was against her exposed limbs.

“Can we please stop being Friends with Benefits?” She asked as she turned back around.

“Please.” He agreed.

She pulled him in for a kiss, ignoring her family watching them through the kitchen window and ignoring everything bad that had happened between them.

This moment made up for all the heartache the two of them had put each other through.