♥ Lucas and Maya ♡

~ "Meet me under the Mistletoe" & "Bubba's home." ~ (25)

Maya's POV

Months passed since Halloween and all Is good and well. Normal routines and happy. No drama yet. Hallelujah.

And If you'd like to know what happened at that Halloween party, long story short ... I ended up at the hospital with a broken leg and a concussion. Long story but Lucas got mad at me and told me that I'm not allowed at a party ever again and of course we argued about that but then we ended up cuddling in a hospital bed until I was off of bed rest. My leg's better and our relationship is okay and we're just extra lovey this time of year.

I mean, cmon ... it's CHRISTMAS!

When I was in the hospital, I told everyone to keep it on the D-Low because if my brother found out, whether I liked it or not, I'd be dead.

But besides all that... it's Christmas!

All the lights , the food, the movies, the music, the snow, the hot chocolate, the sweatpants and sweatshirts, oh my lord ...

I think I'm in love.

"Which one comes first, me or Christmas?" Lucas asks me.

We are currently in his bedroom, on his jumbo bean bag watching The Breakfast Club after we've watched re-runs of The Nanny .

"Mmm babe, you know that's hard." I mumble, showing caramel corn into my mouth.

He gaps and I scoff," oh hush, you set me up for that one."

He pops one more M&M into his mouth before raising a brow," oh really?"

I chuckle," yes really."

He raises a brow again before raising his arm.

"Lucas..."

He grins devilishly and I pout," please."

It was too late.

I fell into a fit of giggles as his fingertips attacked my sides and I quickly lost breath.

I decided to pull a guilt card.

"Ow, ow, Lucas , cramps!" I whimper and Seethe.

I should have an Oscar.

He quickly stops, holding his hands on me firmly, making me face him as my face twists in "pain."

"Oh Baby, I'm so sorry. I-i didn't know it was your time of month." He tells me, worry sketched onto his face.

I couldn't help it.

I fell into laughter and he stares at me.

"I gotchu!" I laugh and he rolls his eyes shoving me off of him and mumbles something about me doing this to him for the 4th time this week.

"Aw, babe." I coo , taking his face in my hands and pressing numerous kisses from his jaw to his forehead.

He couldn't help but grin, pulling me closer, our eyes locking," I can't believe you're mine..."