Chapter Fifteen: Christmas Day:
Harrys Point of View:
I squinted into the darkness; a crash of the door slamming had woken me up. I checked the clock it was five am, I groaned and got out of bed, stumbling down the dark stairs I wandered towards the illuminated kitchen. I could hear hushed voices and as I looked in Zayn and Emma were deep in discussion:
‘What the hell are you doing here?’ I said, un-amused at being woken up, Zayn half smiled and moved forward, ‘we got in a taxi and it took us here, you don’t mind do you- if we slept on the sofa for the night, it’s so late?’ I nodded, they apologised for waking me, and I wandered back upstairs.
Blues Point of View:
I was awake at five, since I had heard people arrive, assuming it was Louis and Hannah I had tried to go back to sleep- but thinking about being with Harry had made me happy, and I was too excited about sleeping. I ran the events through my head a million times, the kiss, the touch, the taxi, it was incredible. I looked at my clock, like an excited little girl at Christmas, it was now seven o’clock, pretty sure I could be awake now and not disturb anyone, and I slipped out of bed. I was in my nightie the blue silky material hung from my figure, my hair was messy so I combed it, and washed my teeth and face. I walked quietly downstairs and had a cup of tea, the hot liquid slipped down my throat; I felt more awake, and warm now. I tip-toed up the wooden stairs, as I approached my room, I couldn’t help but linger at Harrys door, I could hear his faint little snores as he slept, and I pushed the door open. I closed it behind me, and tiptoed to the bed, his curls all messy, and in front of his eyes, he was shirtless, and his toned chest rising and falling as he slept. I slipped under the sheet, and wriggled closer to him, he grinned I assumed he was now awake and snuggled up to his warm body, he rolled onto his back, and looped his arms around my body and pulled my closer.
‘Happy Christmas Blue’ His quite, but deep voice said, as he kissed my lips gently, his eyes still closed, and sleepy. I gave him a little kiss back and muttered ‘happy Christmas’, and snuggled into his chest, his hands stroking my back as we both fell back to sleep.
I woke up, Blue snuggled up to me, her leg entwined with mine, and she looked so peaceful. I scattered light kisses down her arms, she giggled, and rolled onto her tummy, her tussled hair sticking up and her lips red and inviting. I grazed my eyes over her body; a skimpy nighty clung to her figure in places, and her long legs tanned and elegant. I kissed her mouth, with force, running my tongue along her bottom lip, begging to be let in. She opened her mouth, allowing my tongue to entwine with hers, and the kiss lingered on for a while, our tongues exploring each other’s- when we kissed before it was a different feeling to right now, right now it felt so right. I rolled on top of her, and she pulled back from the embrace; ‘slow Harry.’ murmuring it into my shoulder as I kissed her chest. After a while, we both just lay there the silence was peaceful and perfect as I stroked her hair, and the sun hit her face as it shone in through the window.
‘Shall we get up?’ I said at around eleven, we had dozed off, and cuddled and kissed, of course it killed me that I couldn’t have more right then, but she was right, we needed to take it slow.
She nodded, gave me a peck on the cheek, and went back to her room, I couldn’t help but feel chuffed as I sat back down on the bed, I had my girl now. I pulled on my trousers; a jack wills cable knit cardigan, and a tight purple t-shirt, shaved and got ready. I fluffed my hair and wandered down stairs, my present bag in one hand, and a bottle of champagne in the other. The kitchen was empty apart from Hannah who was wiggling along too some Christmas tune on the radio, and I made her jump by giving her a hug from behind;
