I rubbed my temples in pain. This cannot be happening. Maybe I’m just imagining things. Maybe I’m still drunk. Ugh, I feel sick to my stomach.

“I need aspirin,” I groaned.

“It’s behind you, on the end table,” Niall pointed behind me. I’m still hallucinating or whatever, right?

I turned my body to its side and grabbed the pill and water bottle that sat next to the bed. I popped the pill in my mouth and quickly chased it with the water. Then, I took a deep breath and faced the space next to me. It was still occupied by Niall. Well shit.

Niall sighed, “Harry’s going to kill me.”

“I can’t believe we’re this stupid,” I growled, covering my face with my hands.

“Niall, that’s not cool,” A raspy voice filled the room. Can I cry now? I feel so bad. And he’s here, wherever we are. I removed my hands from my face to see the curly haired boy leaning against the doorframe wearing only boxers and an apron. He didn’t look mad or sad. In fact, he was smiling. What the hell?

Niall chuckled, “Well she fell for it.” What?

“She fell for it?!” Ryann came running into the room, knocking Harry in the shoulder on the way. She gave Niall a very enthusiastic high-five, “I told you!”

“I hate you all,” I growled. I didn’t even have energy to attack Niall like I wanted to; my head was still pounding. Aspirin doesn't work that fast though.

Harry sat down at my feet and rubbed my legs, “How are you feeling?”

I sat up, “Other than betrayed? Disgusting.” Well the stomach knots are gone because those were just nerves. I thought I slept with Niall, so yeah, I felt sick.

“Sorry Lexiboo,” Niall pouted. I knew he felt bad, so I just rubbed his shoulder and smiled.

“Well, I made you some breakfast and coffee.” Harry stood up from the bed and headed to the doorway, but I stayed in my position. I’m afraid to move, my head hurts too much. Hangovers suck. Harry turned around to find me rubbing my forehead, “Do you need me to carry you over there?”

“Please?” I stuck my bottom lip out.

Harry laughed, “You’re such a baby.” I glared at him as he walked over and slid his hands under my back and legs. He scooped me out of the bed and began heading out of the room and towards the kitchen.

This place was cute, especially the living room. We passed the living room, so I was able to spot all the Christmas decorations that were up in the room: From mistletoe to the Christmas tree, the room was very decorated. There is a garland sitting on top of the fireplace and eight stockings hanging from the fireplace. Why do they have so many stockings? There were a bunch of badly wrapped presents under the decorated tree too. They were so badly wrapped, I think I spotted duct tape on one of them. Boys are boys.

We finally reached the kitchen where he sat me on a stool at the counter. The counter was completely covered in food and drinks: pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, syrup, honey, orange juice, coffee and milk. Of course about half of the food was already eaten. My guess is that’s Niall’s fault.

“Help yourself,” Harry grinned and handed me a plate.

“I’m impressed,” I nodded my head. “Who made this?”

Harry chuckled, “Shut up and get some food.” I started piling some pancakes on my plate when Harry walked behind me and sighed. “Ryann!” he yelled down the hall. I shushed Harry and rubbed my head. "Sorry," he whispered.

Ryann walked into the room, “Yes?”

“Did you bring her clothes when you stopped by the hotel?”

“Yes, I did. Do you want me to get them?”

“Please. Thank you.” Ryann nodded and walked out of the room.

“If I have to get dressed, so do you,” I waved a fork at Harry.

Harry grumbled, “I just don’t want you half naked in front of the boys.” The other boys are here?

I added some scrambled eggs to my plate, “And I don’t want you practically naked in front of Ryann.”

“Fine,” he mumbled and walked out of the room.

“Here,” Ryann placed my clothes on the stool next to me. “And also, I brought your present to Harry, and the one for me too.”

I laughed, “Of course you brought yours.”

“Oh, and I brought your camera. I knew you’d want it.”

I took a bite of my pancakes, “Did you stay at the hotel last night?”

“Nope. Niall and I were the only sober ones here, so we helped all of the boys get to bed and then crashed on the couch,” she giggled. “We crammed Louis, Zayn and Liam onto Louis’s bed. We weren’t going to do that to Perrie though, so we had her on one of the couches with us. You should’ve seen the boys’ faces though. It was priceless.” She held her stomach and began laughing hard. Perrie's here too?

“What about me?” I grabbed a glass from the counter and began pouring some milk into it.

“Oh Harry was able to stand perfectly fine, so we trusted him to take care of you,” she patted my shoulder. “Plus, you two were making out while he was making his way to the bedroom with you in his arms. No one wanted to go near you.”

I felt myself get sarcastic, “Gee thanks, what a friend you are.”

“Please go change?” Harry whined as he reentered the room. He was now wearing a grey tank top, covered by an opened button up plaid shirt. Along with those, he wore black skinnies and a pair of socks.

“Fine,” I rolled my eyes. I stood up from my stool and wrapped my arms around him, “But you have to give me a kiss first.”

He chuckled and met me halfway for a small kiss. Even the tiniest kisses make my heart flutter.

I grabbed my clothes off of the stool and walked back to the bedroom we were in before. I’m assuming this is Louis and Harry’s place since Ryann mentioned Louis’s bed and this is definitely not the pool house. Lucky for me, Niall was no longer in the bedroom, so I got to change in peace.

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I actually wound up taking a shower because everyone failed to mention my smeared makeup and the scary mess of hair I had. After I took my shower, I put on the sweats and my yellow “Happiness is a Choice” tank top Ryann had brought me. I just left Harry’s shirt on the floor in the bathroom since I figured I could take care of it later.

I walked passed the crowded living room and back to the kitchen. I grabbed my plate of food I had left and made my way to where everyone else was. Perrie, Zayn, Louis, Liam, Niall, Ryann, and Harry were all around the tree, just chatting away.

“She’s going to be mad she didn't get a good gift,” Louis said.

Perrie slapped Louis’s chest, “No she won’t, she’s going to love it.”

Harry sighed, “I hope so.”

Ryann shushed everyone. “Hey Lexington.”

“Hi?” I tilted my head to the side. Why’s everyone being so suspicious?

“Hey,” Harry patted the spot on the couch next to him. I walked over and plopped next to him and laid the back of my head onto his chest as I continued to eat my breakfast.

Niall jumped up, “Gift time!” He ran under the tree and grabbed a stack of presents and handed them to Ryann. “These are from me and the boys.” Harry covered his mouth, trying not to laugh.

I whispered, “What did you do?” with a grin. I watched as Ryann slowly, but curiously removed the wrapping paper from one of the gifts.

“You’ll see,” he stretched his arm and rested it onto my shoulders. The arm stretch, how original. Can you tell I was being sarcastic? Because I was.

“Oh my gosh,” Ryann covered her face with her hands. “Are you kidding me?”

I tried stretching my neck to get a better look. This is one of those moments where I wish I had the neck of a giraffe. “Hold it up, I want to see it.”

Ryann removed one of her hands from her face and held up her gift. It was a framed picture of Niall. I started cracking up, burying my head into Harry’s chest.

“Harry told me how much you adore me, so I figured you’d love it,” Niall chuckled.

“Believe it or not, I will proudly hang this on my bedroom wall,” Ryann waved the picture.

I joked, “Oh, we believe it.”

Ryann unwrapped the rest of the presents Niall handed her, and guess what? They were all framed pictures of Niall. I’ve got to admit, this was a funny joke.

“Harry’s turn,” I set my plate onto the coffee table and made my way over to the tree. I picked up the neatly wrapped present Ryann had brought for me and handed it to the curly-haired boy. “Here you go.”

He looked stunned, “You got me something? We told you that you coming here was gift enough.”

I snatched the present out of his hands, “Oh, then I’ll just take this back.”

“Well, now I’m curious,” he bit his lip. I could tell he was trying not to sound selfish.

I giggled, “Then shut up and open it.”

“Prick,” Zayn muttered with a smile.

“Shut up Zayn,” Harry talked back as he carefully unwrapped the gift. I have no idea why he was treating it like it was delicate, it’s obvious that it’s not a breakable gift. “Nice,” he nodded his head as he held up the tank top I got him. Remember when he saw the “Happiness is a Choice” tank top I’m wearing and told me to get him one? Well I got him one, but I got him it in lime green because it’ll make his eyes stand out. Oh, those lovely eyes.

“Aww,” Perrie cooed. “Now you two can match.”

I stuck my tongue out at Perrie before saying, “I’d wear it better.”

“I won’t deny that,” Harry shrugged before setting the shirt into his lap. He waved his hands for me to come over, which I happily did. He pulled me into his lap and rubbed his head onto my neck, making me giggle. Those curls are ticklish, you have no idea. “Thank you,” his warm breath hit my neck as he lifted his head.

I caressed his cheek, “You’re very welcome.”

We all opened the rest of our gifts. I got Ryann a scarf she asked me for a month ago, but she was the only other person I got a gift. She was actually excited about the pictures of Niall, so she had me take a picture of her and the boys, with the boys holding up the frames.

Zayn got me a navy blue beanie and told me I should never expect Harry to give my other beanie back to me. That’s probably true, but I’m okay with that. Niall and Louis pitched in and got me a maroon leather jacket. Taylor was right, Louis does have great taste in clothing. I’m sure they had help from her or Eleanor though. Liam got me black gloves because its winter here and I don’t have any. Perrie felt bad for not getting me anything, but it’s not like she knew me until last night, so I didn’t care.

Last but not least was Harry, whom didn’t get me a thing. He felt really bad for not getting me a thing but I kept telling him I was fine with it. Is it bad that I wasn’t? I was really looking forward to getting a gift from him. Then again, he did pay for my flight here and he is paying for my flight back. I just wished I got a little something. I’m so rude.

By the way, the eight stockings? They made Perrie, Ryann and I one. How cute is that?

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We spent the day watching Christmas movies, playing board games, and of course, eating. Every now and then I’d find Niall in Ryann’s embrace. Well, I like to say embrace but really they were wrestling and Ryann would always be the one who wins in the end. Can they please just date already?

Harry kept getting up in the middle of movies and going outside. I was curious as to what he was doing, but I was more curious about how the movie would end. We were watching movies I’ve never even seen: Love Actually, The Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey, and Arthur Christmas. I had to watch them till the end. Love Actually, was the only movie Harry sat through entirely. Zayn says it’s because it’s Harry’s favorite movie. Was not expecting that one.

We played games like “Pictionary”, “Twister”, and “Clue.” I think we only played those games because they are ones Ryann and I know how to play. I guess Ryann brought Twister because she wasn’t sure if England even had that game. It was hilarious to play it because we’d always end up in awkward positions. Like, Liam’s crotch was in Louis’s face at one point. Hilarious. Pictionary sucked because, I can’t draw shit. Poor Niall couldn’t figure out what my ‘computer’ was. It looked more like a book. Oops.

I guess it’s tradition in England to have roast turkey with vegetables for Christmas dinner, as well as its tradition to eat while it’s sunny outside. Zayn and Perrie were slaving in the kitchen for hours, trying to cook us our meal. Boy, was that meal delicious. We watched Mean Girls as we ate our dinner, I’m sure that wasn’t a tradition. Everyone allowed Perrie to pick that movie out since she did most of the cooking. Christmas is amazing.

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Liam gripped my shoulder and leaned closer to me, “Harry needs you outside.”

“Okay?” I slowly got off the couch and headed to the back door.

We had all been in the living room eating some sort of fruity pudding with what they called, ‘Brandy Sauce.’ I didn’t care what it was, it was delicious. I guess Louis made it this morning while I was sleeping.

The glass door was covered by curtains on the other side of it. What the hell? I pushed the heavy door to the side and gently moved the curtains out of the way. I was surprised to find the porch was covered in white Christmas lights. Well, they call them white, but I say they’re more of a cream color.

Have you ever had the feeling you're drawn to someone?
And there isn’t anything they could've said or done?

I could hear Harry singing and strumming a guitar. What is going on? I began following his voice.

And every day I see you on your own
And I can't believe that you're alone
But I overheard your girls and this is what they said

I figured out he wasn’t on the porch. I scanned the yard some more and spotted a cluster of candles in the grass, so I walked down the porch steps and towards them. The candles sort of looked like they formed the shape of an arrow, which made me take the chance and decide that’s what it’s supposed to be. I followed them to another arrow…

Looking for a
Looking for a
That you're looking for a boyfriend
I see that
Give me time, you know I'm gonna be there

And another arrow…

Give me time, you know I'm gonna be that
Don't be scared to go put your trust in me

And another arrow…

Can't you see all I really want to be
Is your boyfriend
Can't fight that
Knock me down you know I'm coming right back

And finally I found an aisle of candles leading to Harry.

I don't care at all what you've done before
All I really want is to be your
Your boy boy b-b-boy-b-b-boyfriend
Your boy boy b-b-boy-b-b-boyfriend
Your boy boy b-b-boy-b-b-boyfriend
Your boy boy b-b-boy-b-b-boyfriend

“Are you serenading me?” I blushed as I walked closer.

“Of course,” Harry continued to strum the guitar.

I raised my brow, “With a ‘Big Time Rush’ song?”

“Hell yeah,” he grinned. The Harry I like was coming out, the one who wasn’t afraid to sing a song a band from a kid’s show sung. The Harry I adore.

Because he continued to play his guitar, I sung a different song:

I love lying next to you
I could do this for eternity
You and me
We're meant to be
In holy matrimony
God knew exactly what he was doing
When he led me to you
Boy, I adore you, I adore you

I purposely skipped most of the chorus because the word ‘love’ is involved, and I’m not there yet. There is no doubt in my mind that I could fall for this boy someday.

Harry set the guitar down before making his way over to me, since I didn’t exactly walk all the way over to him. He cupped my cheek with one of his hands and gripped my waist with his other. This is the first time in a long time that we really looked into each other’s eyes. I could see hope and lust glimmering in those green orbs.

“Will you be my girl?” Harry brushed my cheek with his thumb, continuing to stare into my eyes.

I giggled, “It’s about freaking time, Styles.” It finally happened. The man of my dreams has asked me out. He’s my boyfriend. Harry Styles is my boyfriend!

So that's what Louis meant earlier, about me not getting an actual gift. He made me sound so greedy. My God, I was being greedy. I didn't get a gift, but this was even better.

I squealed before jumping into his arms and sealing the deal with a kiss. Soon the kiss got more heated.

“Hold me up,” I grabbed one of Harry’s hands and placed it on my thigh. He did as I asked and headed towards the house while I trailed kisses along his neck.

Luckily, there’s a glass door that leads to Harry’s room from outside. I slid my tongue into his mouth as he opened and closed the door. He set me on my feet and deepened the kiss. My hands adventured up his torso and removed his unbuttoned shirt. I broke the kiss so Harry could pull his tank over her head, revealing his beautiful abs. He immediately reattached our lips which was followed by a playful squeeze on my butt. And you know what? I like the butt grab, it’s sexy.

He sat down onto the bed, pulling me in between his legs. I slid my sweats down and let them drop to the floor. He carefully removed my tank and began sliding his tongue up my bare skin. I lightly pushed him onto the bed and allowed him to adjust himself before straddling him. He pointed towards the ceiling and sat up. What's he doing?

A smile appeared on my face when I noticed mistletoe hanging over us. This boy. I giggled and gave him a passionate kiss. I moaned as he pulled me closer to him and laid onto his back again.

“Lex,” he whimpered when I rested my hand on his groin. I smirked into the kiss I left upon his lips. Merry freaking Christmas.

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Harry’s POV:

She dreams of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I groaned as my heavy eye lids began to separate. What the hell is that noise? I turned my body to the only source of light in the room, Lexington’s phone. Nice ringtone Miss Lala Land. Hm, I’m going to go put it on vibrate or something. There’s no way I can sleep through that. Cute little Lex is fast asleep next to me. How can she sleep through that?

I cautiously reached over her and grabbed her phone from the end table. Just as I was about to turn the volume to vibrate, the song played again. What in the hell?

Graham’s Eyes are the Devil’s O.O

What the hell does he want? And why is his name like that? I removed myself from the bed and quietly sneaked to the bathroom. Excuse me while I take this call, Lex. He needs to leave you alone.

“Hello?” I snapped at the phone.

“Harry?”

I growled, “What do you want? Do you know how late it is?”

I heard him sigh. “I just wanted to check up on X, I forgot about the time difference.”

“She’s fine, are you done?”

“Actually no, I’m not,” anger took over his voice. “She drunk dialed me last night and I was worried.”

I smirked, “Congratulations. Would you like a medal for that?”

“Look I don’t know what your problem is with me but-“

“My problem…” I interrupted him. I pinched the bridge of my nose, “My problem is that you have feelings for my girlfriend.”

“Or maybe, your problem is that your girlfriend has feelings for me.”

I felt myself tense up. “That’s not true.”

“It’s my eyes, she says.”

I groaned, “Shut up.”

“Why don’t you ask your girlfriend about how she really feels?” he emphasized the word girlfriend.

My teeth started to grind, “Listen Prick, it’s late and I’m tired. Don’t call again.” I clicked ‘END’ on the phone and slid myself to the floor. His eyes? His name in her phone? It's true. She likes him.

Notes

So I made it so Harry and Louis owned a house, rather than just a suite in a mansion looking place. That was one of the things I forgot to research before I started writing. By the time I was 3/4 of the way through writing, I looked it up, and guess what? Their place is freaking amazing! I didn't even describe it much here so you could imagine it however you wanted. I got the bed sheet coloring right though! But whatever :p

So Niall and Lexington didn't sleep together, thank God. Right?

And Harrington are finally a couple! Yay!

And now you know why Harry doesn't like Graham.

Question time:

What should Harry do, knowing Lex likes Graham?