Who's the most punctual girl on Earth? Clearly not me! (But well I'm sure you're getting used to that haha)
Anyway, last chapter for real this time. Hope you'll enjoy it!

December 24th. Usually known as Christmas Eve on Western Countries. A cold day, truthfully. I hoped to have a White Christmas this year, and it was more than likely.

I had planned to spend the day at home, cocooning on the sofa with some eggnog while watching Christmas movies, the kitscher the better. But of course, Billy Kaplan was determined to make me go out on the laziest day of my life.

"Seriously, Teddy. It's a matter of life and death. I need your help."

Hearing his voice message on my phone did not worry me a bit. I knew it was probably some stupid stuff. Hell, I just wanted to stay under that blanket forever!

But then, that traitor called on the house phone, and my mother picked up.

"Oh, hello Billy. What, Teddy? No, I don't think he's got anything planned today."

She was just ignoring my "NO WAY" mimes. With a sadistic smile.

"Teddy, sweetie, Billy needs your help. Do you mind lending him a hand?"

I slowly moved my head from the left to the right, in a negative motion.

"He says he's delighted to help you. The Christmas Market? Sure. He should be there in… Ten minutes?"

"Leave me alone" I mouthed "It's too cold anyway."

'Five minutes?! Well then Teddy you need to hurry! Okay, see you, Billy. I hope you are free on the 26th to have lunch with us. Really? Wonderful! Teddy's going now. Merry Christmas, Billy!"

When she hung up, I gave her a hurt look.

"Mum! Could you stop deciding my life for me?"

"Did you guys have a fight or something?"

"What? No! I just want to watch my movie, in the heat of this house, not to be outside on the crowd and in the cold!"

"You still get along? Then fine! Go out and meet him, and HAVE FUN."

She was pointing at me with her cooking knife, so I got up, took my coat and walked to the door.

"By the way, sweetheart, at the end, the little boy jumps over the barrier to confess. Oh, and that guy there, he goes to Portugal to find the maid and he propose to her."

"I hate you."

"You know you don't. Bye bye, Teddy Bear!"

Man, I hated when she'd call me that. Anyway, it was too late to go back now, so I waited at the bus stop until a bus came. Five minutes? I wouldn't make it. But the grumpy me thought that it did not exactly matter, that Billy could wait.

Of course, I felt a bit guilty when I saw him shivering in the cold. But then I remember the comfiness of my sofa.

"Hi Teddy! Thanks for coming!"

"You said it was a matter of life and death. It's better be, because if it's not, you can start digging your own grave."

He gave me an embarrassed smile."Fine, fine, I'll dig later. But for now I need your help."

I sighed. "Fine. What is it?"

"Well…Tomorrow's Christmas. I know you know," he added before I can tell anything "but still. Thing is, I can't find a present for my mother. I just have no idea of what she might like. My father gave me an unlimited budget. Please help?" His pleading face looked kind of cute, like that cat from Shrek. Wait. Did that mean I was Shrek?

"What does she like?"

"Beats me. Every Christmas I promise myself to pay more attention to what she likes. Forget every year."

"Alright. Let's have a look at the stalls, then, okay?"

While we were wandering through the stalls, we were trying to figure out what she could like. She was not wearing perfume. Not much makeup (and none of us would be confident enough in what to buy). She did not read much and he could not remember what movie she could like. She wasn't into DIY either.

"What did you get to your mother, Teddy?"

"A necklace, and some perfumed candles."

"Perfumed candles! That's an awesome idea!"

"You're free to use it if you'd like, ain't no copyright on it."

In the end, he bought 2 perfumed candles (Vanilla and Rose) and a set of soaps and bath stuff that feezed in the water.

"While we're here, why don't we take a something to drink?" He offered. "My treat. For forcing you to come."

"You're not the one who forced me."

"When your mother answered the phone, I told her I needed you to come because I had something really important to tell you. Don't think I did not notice your mother making allusions about me. That was petty. Sorry."

I sighed.

"Yeah, I guessed something was on her mind. So you knew?"

I was surprised he knew I was gay. As always, I would never have denied it - but we never really talked about it. But to think he'd use my mother fantasies…

"Well, not hard to guess. She always give me those eyes…Well, you see."

I smiled pensively.

"So you finally smile, uh? I thought you were really angry at me. You kept that frown all the time."

I did my best to relax my face and chuckled.

"Sorry. Christmas is always… Tough. All you can see everywhere are pictures of happy family. Happy Mum, Happy Dad, Happy Children. While all I see at home is my mother struggling and refusing that I get a job to help her financially. I just wish I could support her more."

"I think you are. When she talks about you, she always look so proud. I can only guess how hard it is, but I don't think she has any regret."

"Thanks, Billy."

I was afraid I killed the mood, but he was smiling at me. So I smiled at him too.

"You sure changed, Billy Kaplan."

"Did I?"

"Well, four months ago, you hated me. And now look at you, treating me a hot chocolate and cheering me up. What happened exactly?"

"I guess… You happened."

Had his face been so red all along? I was doubting the cold was to blame.

"Anyway", he quickly added, "I didn't hate you. I just didn't want anyone to pity me. And you really seemed like a good guy, so I would have felt guilty if people started judging you because you were helping me. By the way, why were you so persistent, even though I was so much of a jerk?"

"I guess that's because you really did not look like a bad guy. And because I was sick of Walker anyway. You're not the only one I defended, by the way. But little by little, you became Walker's favourite target… I could not let that happen. Oh, and you were a superhero geek. You had to be a good guy."

We chuckled then fell silent.

I looked at the crowd but I wasn't really seeing them. I was just thinking about those four past months. About everything that had happened. I chuckled again, thinking of my mother and her stupidity. Well, maybe she wasn't exactly wrong?

"Anything funny?"

"Just thinking about something really stupid I'm about to do."

"Mind sharing?"

As an answer, I moved my face close to his and locked my lips on his. Just for a second. Then I moved back and started staring at the crowd again.

"Something like this."

I realised I was not even nervous about his reaction. I was ready to accept him slapping me. Getting angry. Leaving. Even though deep inside, I knew he wouldn't.

"Wha- What did you… You know I'm a guy, right?"

His answer surprised me as well as it made me laugh.

"Didn't you said earlier you knew I wasn't really into girls?"

"I did not! I said I knew your mother knew I had feelings for you! I thought she knew it wouldn't happen!"

"Oh. Well, then, that was an interesting way of coming out from me, don't you think?"

"But… I thought… I mean, at school…"

"Never told them I was straight. They always assumed it. Do you remember me ever flirting with a girl before?"

"Don't remember you flirting with a boy before."

"Wasn't any boy geek enough to interest me."

"And your mother… She knew?"

"Always did. It never appeared to be an issue with her. You should try telling your parents one day."

"Won't happen. I can't disappoint them."

"I'm sure you won't. But well, it's your problem. So, now, I'd like to come back on something you said earlier."

"Something I said?" He looked nervous, but our talk allowed his face to cool down a bit.

I smirked. "You know, something about… What was it again? Oh, right. About you, having feelings for me."

Oops, he was red again. No, actually, I didn't feel guilty at all. He just looked even cuter.

"Did I say that? No, really, I have no memory of that. You probably misheard me."

I shut him up by kissing him again. And although my lips stayed longer on his this time, he clearly had no intention to push me back. I misheard, uh?

I walked him back home, hand in hand. He looked a bit worried.

"Don't worry, I'll let you go before we get your house in sight. But I don't think we'll need to hide so much at my house. My mother knows how to keep a secret."

"How about school? If they knew… Wouldn't you…"

"Like I care about what they think! Might lose one or two fangirls, though. I'll send them a letter of apology, I guess."

I stuck my tongue out at him, and he punched me in the shoulder.

"Don't make fun out of me, Altman!"

"Domestic violence, already? Isn't it a bit too early, hon?"

"Shut up."

We splat up just before his street. This time, he initiated the kiss, which was not unpleasant.

"Merry Christmas, Teddy."

"Merry Christmas, Billy."

And as we walked away, I couldn't help thinking, no matter how cheesy it was, that this Wild Boy and me would last forever.

If you read this far, thank you very much. Thank you for your kind reviews, for your patience as I was always late posting those chapters, and thank you for simply reading this all! You guys are awesome!