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Secret Santa

❅ Chapter 13 ❅

Noelle's POV
I woke up slowly and when I opened my eyes snowflakes were falling on my window. I guess this year it's a White Christmas! I quickly run downstairs and see that our tree is covered in presents. Nan must have put them there last night. I quickly run back to my room and get the presents I got for my nan and put them around the tree. When all the gifts were done I went to the kitchen to get to work.

8:00am, my nan usually wakes up at 9:00 on Christmas so that gives me about one hour to prepare breakfast. I quickly crack open some eggs and open a fresh loaf of bread before making my famous french toast. I turn on the kettle and boil some warm water, nan likes tea but on Christmas we both replace it for hot chocolate.
"Finally." I mutter to myself.

I look at the kitchen table and admire the feast i've created in one hour. Pancakes, berries, french toast, scrabbled eggs, hot chocolate and orange juice. I've set up the table nice and fancy with red and gold plates and napkins that my parents usually Nan is going to love this!
I hear feet descending the stairs and I sit at the table smiling. I see my grandmother's face light up as she smiles.

"Oh Noelle dear! You really didn't have to do this!" she exclaims

"Nan, I do this every year and I love doing this. Merry Christmas." I say smiling.

"Oh deary, sometimes I think your parents called you Noelle because every Christmas you light up! Just like every light on our Christmas tree." my nan says smiling.

"Cheesy nan, but I agree, Christmas is my favourite time, so lets enjoy this feast." I reply

"Sounds good dear."

I was putting my dishes away when the phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered

"HELLO! MERRY CHRISTMAS!" My parents yell over the phone.

"Hey, Merry Christmas!" I reply

"We're sorry we're not home for Christmas Noelle, we just wanted to call and say we love you!"
My dad says over the phone.

"We really do!" my mother replies

"So where are you guys?" I ask

"India darling, we're helping some families get clean drinking water and some new clothes for
Christmas, they seem so happy." my mother replies.

"That's great mom! I gotta go, but Merry Christmas and I love you!" I reply

"Merry Christmas! Love you too!" they both say over the phone before the line goes dead.

I know what they do is important, but I really miss them... all the time! I also hate how my mom and dad still work together even though they're divorced. I just can't believe that my step dad has to be there with my real dad. I feel so bad for dad. This is so annoying, I just want them home for Christmas... oh well, at least I have Nan.

We both make our way around the Christmas tree and we open gifts. I got nan some socks, new clothes, a lot of chocolate and some special bingo cards and games. She loved all the gifts. My nan got me some perfume from Victoria's Secret that I really badly wanted, she also got me super cute clothes from Brandy Melville and P!NK. I immediately gave her a bone crushing hug and we sat around the tree talking before watching ELF. A classic tradition.

"Well deary, I'm going to the annual Christmas party, you going with me?" she asked

"No, I'm expecting someone..." I reply smiling

"Have fun with Harry." my nan says smiling.

"WAIT HOW DID YOU KNOW?" I ask

"Oh deary, Eleanor filled me in." she repied laughing. Note to self, yell at Eleanor after Christmas.

"Love you nan." I say chuckiling as I close the door.

"Love you and NO SEX!" She yells before hopping in her car.

What a cool nan I have. I open my book "Secret Santa" and start to read it. My nan had picked it up for my Christmas too. I looked at the clock and it was 5:00pm, Harry would be here by 7:00pm, let's see how far I can get.

I closed the book and was in shock. Everything that happened in the book happened in real life. What the hell? Is this book jinxed? The only part of the book that hasn't come true is the shooting star. I heard a knock at the door and got up. I opened the door and a cold red nosed Harry was standing there. His hair was lightly covered in snow and he had on his black trenchcoat.

"You going to invite me in?" he asked laughing

"Yeah, sorry." I mumble mentally face palming myself.

He walks in and takes off his coat and shoes. He's in his dark blue jeans and his grey sweater. I quite like sweater Harry.

"So..." he says wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close.

"So..." I mock.

"Let's go upstairs?" he asks

"I'm not having sex with you, my nan told me not to." I reply

"I wasn't thinking like that." he says laughing

"Right." I reply

"Unless you were." he jokes

"NO!" I yell.

He just laughs and we go to my room. He pulls up the blinds and I'm in shock. He's put lights on the ground and spelled Merry Christmas.

"Harry! How long did that take you?" I exclaim

"Doesn't matter, Merry Christmas Noelle." he says smiling

"Merry Christmas Harry" I reply.

We look out the window and to my surprise we see a shooting star.

"Make a wish." he whispers.

I close my eyes and make a wish.

"What did you wish for?" he asks

"I can't tell you! Then it won't happen." I reply

"Well I know what I wished for..." he says smirking

"Oh yeah, what?" I tease

"This." he says before crashing both of our lips together.

We share a passionate kiss before we're disturbed my the sound of fire works.

"God dammit." Harry says laughing.

"Just our luck!" I reply.
We both laugh before he wraps both his arms around my waist from behind and we watch the
fireworks from the warmth of my room.

"My wish came true." I say smiling.

"Oh yeah, what did you wish for?" he asks

"You." I reply.

Notes

Hello Guys,
Okay HUGE HUGE HUGE THANK YOU TO YOU ALL! And Belated Merry Christmas. I'm so sorry I haven't update but I have a legit reason for being MIA.

So, as some of you may know, or none of you may know, I live in Toronto, This week (or last week) well, on Saturday Night, Toronto was hit with an ice storm. Pretty much an ice storm (ice rain) is when instead or rain or snow you get ice, but this ice isn't just hail, it's thick enough and viscous enough to attach itself to things, by things I mean everything. I'll post a few pictures below that I took so you can see what it looks like. The ice is so heavy that it weighs everything down, like tree branches, some house roofs and especially wires, like the ones for electricity and the internet. Bottom line, the whole city was frozen over.

What happened to me? I was out of power for 3 days, yeah it was shit. Pretty much I was a popcicle, my house was 1 celcius (__ in degree's) so almost at freezing point, when lucking on Mr.Louis William Tomlinsons birthday, the lights came back on. I'm calling it a Louis Miracle. Honestly though, I thought having no wifi was bad, but no power is 100x worse. I was so cold and I could barley do anything! It's a horrible thing that happened and I'm so glad that it's over.
So, I'll try posting Chapters LIKE CRAZY( when I get my wifi back) cuz I missed out on so many days, I'm super pissed off that it took this long to get back on but...C'est La Vie! So love you all and keep warm and safe this holiday season <3

BTW, I still don't have internet, I'm using my neighbors wifi for legit like 5 minutes. Sorry :(

Questions

What's The Worst Nature Crisist That Has Happened To You? (Just Curious :) )

What Did You Get For Christmas or Hannukah?

Did Ya Miss Me <3 lool jks.


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Comments

hey is a supply like a substitute

PS love the story

Brina Cupcake Brina Cupcake
11/18/14

Cool x

Zi Aysha Zi Aysha
3/2/14

awwwwww. update this story its really good

Alyssa_Horan Alyssa_Horan
12/30/13

@Louis is awesomeness
Hahaha that's hilarious

SkinnyJeans SkinnyJeans
12/29/13

@SkinnyJeans
OMG, YOU GOT TICKETS? MY SISTER GOT THIRD ROW. I MIGHT GO WITH MY BEST FRIEND. Oh, and btw, that best friend is a boy, but we aren't going out. We have been friends for a while and he likes their music. But I don't believe that. Me and his brother tease him and call him gay cuz he likes them. He also has a favorite. It's niall. He's a weirdo. =P

Niall Is Awesome Niall Is Awesome
12/29/13