Collision

The next morning I'm up and early, rushing around my room to make sure that I look presentable for today before descending down the stairs. The house is warm and quiet, not a soul other than me up. I pad quietly into the kitchen and make us something small to eat for breakfast since we'll have an early dinner.

In no time there are at least a dozen pancakes made with smoked sausages to go with it. I put 3 pancakes on each plate and set them down on the three placemats on the coffee table. I begin to cut my pancakes, but decide to wait to eat with my parents.

"Merry Christmas, Jess." Mom's voice cuts me short of looking out of the window and I spin around to face her and my father standing in the doorway. They both look surprised to see that breakfast has been made for them. I stand up and hug each of them before turning back around to the food.

"I made breakfast!" I exclaim and smile down at the plates of food. We all sit down at the table and begin eating quietly, none of us daring to speak as we scarf down the surprisingly delicious food. I volunteer to clean up the kitchen but my mother tells me that since I made breakfast, she'll do the dishes. I agree, but stay in the kitchen in case she decides otherwise.

Once she finishes, we all gather around our large tree and open presents. I walk upstairs to put everything that I recieved up before walking back down to the living room. I start to walk into the kitchen to grab my phone, but something under the tree catches my eye. Bending down, I reach under the artificial branches and grab the small, tightly wrapped present that was hidden.

"What's this?" I ask and look for a name on the decorative wrapping paper. Printed in small, delicate words is the name Jess. I tear open the wrapping paper and find a gold key inside the tiny box.

"Oh my god," I whisper softly as I turn the key in my hands. Without warning, I jump up and bolt outside toward the driveway. Instead of seeing my parent's two cars, I see a small third one behind it. The black paint stands out among the soft white blanket of snow, and I squeal with anticipation.

I hurry over to the car and unlock the doors, sliding down into the cold black interior. It fits me perfectly; it's the car I've always wanted. I spend a few more minutes in the car, relishing in the perfect new car scent, before slowly climbing out to thank my parents.

"Thank you so much!" I throw my arms around them at the same time; the force almost knocking us into the bushes. My mother whispers something in my ear, but I'm too excited to listen.

After our many hugs and kisses, we finally let each other go. I put my new car keys safely in my bag and throw it down on the bed. My phone buzzes as I begin walking downstairs, and I reach across the comforter to grab it.

From: Harry
My mum wants to know what time we should be over there

I stare down at the small words across my screen, trying to comprehend what it means, before it all comes back to me. I totally forgot that my mother invited Anne and Harry over for Christmas dinner. The thought of spending the day with him makes me smile; this day just keeps getting better and better.

I type a quick reply and tell them to come over early so we can spend time together. I tuck my phone in my back pocket before walking down the stairs to help my mother cook.

The kitchen smells like fried turkey, and I turn the corner to see my mother leaning over the turkey fryer, a scowl on her face. She looks up when I enter, but doesn't saying anything as she continues to read a recipe out of her cookbook. I take a seat on a bar stool and watch as she flips through the pages, frustrated.

"Need any help?" I speak up, but she doesn't seem to notice. By the crease in her forehead, I can tell that she's extremely worried. She's not used to having to cook on Christmas day for anyone other than ourselves. I wish she wouldn't stress over Anne and Harry coming over. They're basically family now, and I know that niether Anne nor Harry would judge her horrible cooking.

"Can you get started on the green bean casserole?" She mutters, not looking at me. I stand up and grab a glass dish out of the cabinet above her head. She slides over a small sheet of paper with the recipe on it, and I begin following the detailed instructions carefully.

About an hour later my mother seems to be having a little easier time frying the turkey, and the green bean casserole is finished. I take the dish out of the oven and set it on a pot holder so it can cool. I'm about to ask my mother is she needs any more help, but my thoughts are interrupted when the doorbell rings.

Jumping in surprise, I dart from my spot by the oven and run toward the front door. I open the door forcefully, and am met with the pleasant sight of Anne and Harry. Anne is dressed in a bright red sweater with large reindeer printed over the front.

"Merry Christmas, Jess!" Anne beams and steps forward to hug me. She shoves the glass bowl that she brought into Harry's hands and pulls me into a tight hug.

"My mom's in the kitchen," I tell Anne as she walks in search of my mother. I wait until she has rounded the corner before turning around to Harry.

His long arms snake around my waist and he pulls me into his strong chest. The tightness of his white shirt reveals the dark ink extending from his arms and across his torso. The sight is absolutely amazing.

I twirl a piece of the fabric beneath my fingers. "Why aren't you wearing a cute little sweater like your mom?" I ask with a smile. Harry rolls his eyes but dips his head so his lips meet mine. They've only just barely touched when I hear footsteps behind us.

"How are you doing today, Harry?" My father asks him as he steps out of the shadows. Harry steps back at the sight of him and lets my hand drop.

"Fine, sir. How are you?" Harry shakes his hand out of respect, and I can see my father's eyes lighten. They begin a meaningless conversation and begin walking down the hallway, with me walking silently behind them. As we near the living room, I duck up the stairs and to my room. Dinner won't be ready for another hour, and I want to change my clothes since Anne and Harry have arrived.

I begin to walk over to my closet, but stop short. I have enough time to jump in the shower. I shut the open drawer and walk into the bathroom, pushing the curtain aside to turn on the faucet.

After a quick, hot shower, I step out and wrap a towel around my chest before walking out into my room. My heart stops when I catch sight of the British boy sitting on the edge of my bed. His eyes pop out of his head when he sees me, and he doesn't hide the fact that he's staring.

"Uh, holy shit." He says slowly and stands. I step back but his hands darts out and catches my wrist, pulling me toward him. I keep a firm grip on my towel as his lips brush against mine. We've shared intimate experiences but he hasn't seen me completely naked. There is no way that I'm letting that first time happen today.

"Harry, I need to get ready." I say softly and step back. A frown covers his perfect face, but he nods and lets me walk over to my drawer. I hurriedly grab a pair of underwear and a bra
along with a pair of jeans and a white sweater before darting into the bathroom.

The next time I emerge from the bathroom I'm fully clothed and my wet hair has been dried. Harry is still sitting on my bed, his eyes locked out the window. When the door creaks as I walk toward him, his head snaps in my direction.

"About time you got out," Harry snorts, but he has a playful grin on his face. I step in between his legs and sit down in his lap. Harry's fingers run up and down my thigh, stopping just above my knee.

"Although I would have loved to join you," he whispers huskily, and my heart rate quickens. The thought sounds lovely, but I shake my head loose of these dirty thoughts. Harry would surely laugh at me if he heard them.

"Come on, Harry," I give him a quick peck on his lips. "Let's go downstairs before they start worrying."

Notes

Here's your first update of the New Year!! It's probably not what you expected but I've been waiting to update, so here it is! Sorry if I made you wait a while, but I didn't want to rush an update and then it be really crappy. But here you are, lovelies!

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