A Light in the Dark // Flicker Series Part I #wattys2019

Let Me

Chapter 66
Evie's POV // Let Me

"Mom can we do the presents now?" Emma asks, excitedly bouncing up and down on the spot.

"I don't see why not." My mom smiles, leaning into my dads embrace.

My parents have always loved having all of us home, and it's not different now that two of us have significant others. They're overjoyed to have a full house and you can see it on every feature of my moms face and the blissful smile that never leaves her.

I can only imagine how happy they'll be once Niall and I start a family.

Whoa, wait.

"You alright, love?" Niall whispers in my ear, breaking me from my thoughts that have quickly become filled with images of cute chubby little babies with the perfect mix of my eyes and Niall's nose.

"Hmm? Yeah i'm a'right. Why?" I whisper back.

"Well everyone else sat down a few seconds ago, but you were lost up here." He replies, kissing my temple.

"Sorry." I chuckle, intertwining our fingers and walking us to the couch.

"Alright one present each." My mom announces.

And by 'one present each' she means a present from her and dad to us that she has specifically picked out for us to open tonight. Usually Pajamas, or slippers or some sort of matching apparel that we can wear Christmas morning.

She and dad quickly hand out the gifts and we're instructed to wait until she says go to open them, because ever since she got a cell phone with a camera on it she has recorded a video of this moment every year.

Sure enough. Pajamas.

I can't help but giggle as we all hold up our pajamas, all in a matching print. I especially break into a fit of giggles as Beck and Niall hold theirs up. The girls all have plaid flannel pants with a black long sleeved shirt, while the guys have the same plaid but in the form of flannel footie pajamas with a butt flap.

"Don't worry gentlemen...you're not alone." My dad groans, holding up his footie pajamas as well which sends me right over to edge to a fit of completely side splitting cackles.

Niall practically has to drag me upstairs to change while I'm still giggling, wiping actual tears from my eyes, after my parents shoo all of us off to go change into our PJs while they get the movie and popcorn ready.

I'm calmed down by the time we reach my bedroom, only to have my heart rate picked up again as Niall decides to sneak in a quick make out sesh before we go back downstairs. No arguments here, I've missed him today.

We go back down and enjoy the Christmas tradition that is, White Christmas. My dad falls asleep halfway through as usual, but my mom still happily sings along to all the songs while snuggled right next to him.