“i still remember 3rd of December, me in your sweater; you said it looked better on me than it did you, only if you knew how much I liked you.”

3rd if December, everyone’s been talking about it, you and Vance started dating in June; and you told him all about it. It’s when couples trade sweaters, friends do it for fun but it’s mainly for couples. And you really wanted Vance to give you his sweater

the day grew on and you didn’t receive a sweater from him; you should’ve expected this, he was never a emotional person, and he didn’t really show much affection towards you at school since he needed to keep up his ‘bad guy’ persona, but he really did love you.

it was the last 43 minutes of the day and you still haven’t gotten a sweater, everywhere you looked you saw happy couples that were in each others sweaters. Right when you packed up to leave you felt Vance hug you from behind and put his sweater around you.

Vance: “it’s my favourite; so don’t lose it please.” he said as he kissed your forehead