[Christmas]
It is almost getting dark when I decided that I will go home. I wasn't in myself while the maid is taking me to the gate. I still don't have no reply from him and I didn't text him again or call him because I already done it many times.
"Take care, Miss Christmas," said of the maid as she closed back the gate.
"Thanks," I only said and looked at my watch. It's already 5:30 p.m. and I have to walk a little to find a cab to ride.
"Christmas."
As I heard that familiar voice at my back, I slowly turn to see if it's him. "What are you doing here?" I asked in my forehead knotted, seeing Carlos sitting at the hood of his car while his arms in cross.
"Going to give you a ride," he answered casually.
"I don't need your ride. I'm using a cab," I refused and about to walk out when
