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“Have you decided on Christmas yet?”

Christmas Eve was in two days. Christmas Day was in three days.

I had been at Niall’s for over a week since that night. After the first two nights, Niall took me shopping to find stuff for me to keep at his place (“just in case this were to happen again!”). I ended up with a hamper at his place that was filled with clothes and a bathroom drawer with stuff for me.

It looked like I had moved in.

Niall had cancelled most of his plans with Harry and Alexa, telling them that he was busy packing and getting ready to head back home.

In all reality, he was with me and making sure I was okay.

I was getting there.

I scolded him for doing such a thing, but he didn’t care. He said he’d rather spend time with me instead (“no offense to them and all.”).

During that week, it remained just like the first night. The two of us curled up into the full-sized bed, legs and feet tangled together and one of us always waking up with either a face in the others neck or someone hogging the blankets.

Within that week, I grew accustomed to sleeping next to him that I wasn’t sure if I was prepared or not to go back to my place in an empty bed.

Niall had also forced me to call my mum, just to tell her I was safe. I heard constant screaming with her that once I said ‘Im safe’ I hung up. Before I could even start to cry, Niall already had me in a hug.

I had became safe with him.

Everyone had their own type of security object. Whether it was a blanket, a stuffed animal, hell even a letter, they had one. I got to say I had two, a blanket from when I was younger, and now Niall.

At first that was scary, saying that he was some sort of security that I needed. But this whole week he made sure I was okay.

While making sure I was okay, we also started acting home-y. As in, helping each other make food or fighting over the remote and even places to go.

Today was no different, we fought over going out to do different things before the holiday closed everything down. We ended up just walking around the city, in hopes that no one (aka Harry or Alexa) spotted us.

“No. No I haven’t. We… as in my family… never talked about it. I’ll probably just stay at the apartment and watch Elf and A Christmas Story over again with take out.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Well, you can come -”

“Nope. Thats intrusion and I don’t have gifts for anyone.”

“You just being -”

“No, Niall.” Just as I said that, he scoffed.

“I just don’t …. Family isn’t good for me right now.” I sighed.

We turned the corner and walked slowly. People were hustling through the streets to get last minute gifts and food, something that I probably should do for Christmas, but wasn’t going to because of pure laziness.

This year was probably the first year I wasn’t having any Christmas spirit.

“I got an idea.” Niall had said it so suddenly that it made me stop in my tracks, pulling him with me.

“What if we just spent it together? I mean we could stay at mine in our pajamas and watch the movies with take out -”

“But your family.” I sighed again.

“My family can deal with it. C’mon Flower, our own little tradition?” He jutted out his lower lip, in hopes that it would persuade me.

“You won’t change the channel until the movies are over?” I could see the pout disappearing and a grin forming on his face.

He won.

“C’mon, let’s finish our walk before we freeze to death.”

~~~

Instead of ordering take out, I persuaded Niall to let me head off to the store to buy frozen pizzas since everywhere would be closed. In return, he asked me if I could go pick up some other little things while I was out.

I was just glad that everything was near walking distance, that way I didn’t have to struggle with busses or taxis. I could just walk.

Niall knew I had no phone, because if I turned it on, more texts from my family would come through and I was not prepared for that anymore than I was with my mum screaming at me. He just had to trust me on this.

So between the frozen pizza, snacks, and whatever else he wanted, I bought myself a few things. I bought a new Christmas movie and some ice cream. I figured this was going to be the next best thing.

What stuck out in my mind was him telling me it would be our little tradition. Something new and between the two of us only. I admit, it was probably the best damn thing I’ve heard that whole week.

Upon returning back to the apartment, I sat the bags down to open the door. Quickly I picked them up again and entered, closing the door behind me with my foot.

“Niall, that was the most difficult - Oh.”

Harry fucking Styles turned his attention towards me. His head moved back and forth at least ten times, each time a smirky grin forming on his face. His face turned back to Niall, that look still on his face.

“So this is the reason why you’re not packed up to leave.”

I kicked my shoes off by then, trudging to the counter to place the bags there. I stayed quiet the whole time, trying to keep my cheeks from going red.

“Is it also the reason why you - It is the reason! You’ve been keeping her - Oh my god, have you two-” Harry kept changing his mind about what he wanted to say.

I turned around by then, leaning against the counter with my hands crossed against my chest. Niall and Harry sat at the small table. All three of us quiet.

“It’s not like that.” Niall sighed.

“Really? That’s not what it looks like.”

“It’s not, Harry. Drop whatever you’re thinking.”

“But-”

“For fucks sake, Harry. Something happened and I had nowhere else to go, so I came here. I’ve been here for the past week trying to feel human again. I asked Niall not to say shit because I didn’t need pity from anyone. And if it makes you feel better, yes, I’ve slept NEXT to him, but not WITH him. Fuck off.” I glared at Harry as I stormed away.

I imagine that both of them flinched at the sound of a door slamming. It wasn’t the front door, but the bathroom door.

I sat down behind the door, my knees being brought up to my chest as I rested my forehead on my kneecaps. In between my attempts to not cry, I could hear them talking.

“Told you it isn’t what you thought.” Niall mumbled.

“So then what happened?” Harry asked.

“That isn’t my business to say. We’ve only talked about it once, and since then we haven’t brought it up.”

“And she’s been here the whole time?”

“Yes.” “Are you going back to Leeds for Christmas?”

“No. Staying here. My ma isn’t happy, but, she’s going to deal with it.”

“Well, I got a train to catch. I uh, won’t tell Alexa then. Apologize for me?” Harry questioned it.

“I’ll try.”

It had seemed so strained between the two of them then. And it was my fault for snapping at Harry to cause that tension. Oh great.

I heard the front door close and some shuffling down the hallway.

“C’mon Flower, open the door, please.”

I moved from the door, letting Niall open it instead. I frowned at him, knowing that I was the cause of that conversation I heard only minutes ago.

“You’re not at fault. You said the honest truth.”

“Then why do I feel bad?”

Niall couldn’t answer that. It had to be my own reasoning and thoughts that made it feel like that.

“I was thinking… what if we go out tonight? There’s no snow on the ground so we’re safe there.”

“What do you have planned?”

“Dunno. Dinner? Another walk around the city? I don’t do museums so thats out of the question.”

“Let’s do dinner.”

~~~

Outside was gloomy.

Christmas Eve was gloomy.

Everything was gloomy today,

Niall should’ve been with family up in Leeds instead of staying down in Sheffield.

I should’ve been with my family in Leeds instead of being in Sheffield.

Both of us chose to do this differently.

While I agreed that this was a new tradition for the two of us, I couldn’t help but imagine what today would’ve been like if we were with our families.

When I got up this morning, I was alone in an empty bed. I smelled bacon though, and heard pans clanging together, and a quick ‘fuck’.

Niall made breakfast for the two of us like usual, and then we moved onto the couch to watch TV. At first it was the news, and then we moved onto finding a Christmas movie to watch. This was how Christmas Eve was going to be spent.

Between Elf and A Christmas Story and The Grinch, I didn’t notice that he fell asleep on my lap. It ended up with me staying up and watching the movies while I played with his hair.

Hours later we’d move again and find something else to do amongst the apartment. I was the one making dinner this time, that frozen pizza already chilling in the oven. I moved towards the window, looking outside and sighed.

“It looks like it’s going to snow.”

“Would technically be the first time this whole winter. How cliche.”

I chuckled a little bit.

I relaxed as soon as I felt Niall wrap his arms around me, his chin resting on my shoulder.

“You’re awfully short. Did’ja know that?”

I elbowed him as best as I could, earning a laugh in return.

“You didn’t have to cancel your plans with your family.” I whispered.

“And get asked about why you weren’t joining us? Pft. Rather be in my pajamas anyways.”

“And?”

“And with you too.”

“Do you know what sounds really good right now?” I asked, turning around so I was able to look at him.

“Hmm?”

“Homemade cookies.”

“Ros-”

“C’mon Niall! We could make those Pillsbury ones with the pictures on them. Or chocolate chip!”

“That involves going to a store.”

“Then let’s go!”

“We’ve got pizza in the oven!” He cried.

He was right.

“After?” I pouted.

“After we eat.” He kissed my forehead and let go, moving towards the oven.

While he took care of that, I stayed at the window. It wasn’t snowing yet, but it was still gloomy.

“He’s out there watchin ya.”

“You think so?”

“My ma would say so. Thats that Catholicism in her though. Devout woman she is.” Niall shook his head then.

“But you?”

“I’d like to think so. C’mon, time to eat.”

We ate in silence, even though we had a few moments of laughter trying to eat the stretched cheese that wanted to stay on the tray.

Towards the end of the actual night, we curled up on the couch and watched The Grinch again. I found Niall passed out against my shoulder and I looked outside, finally seeing the snow fall from the sky.

And we never went to the store for cookies.

For the first time this whole season, it snowed.

How fucking cliche.

~~~

Christmas Day.

How I knew -despite yesterday being Christmas Eve, was the TV saying Merry Christmas. I must not have shut the thing off if it was telling me Merry Christmas.

When I looked around, aside from the TV being bright as fuck, I noticed outside was bright as fuck.

Carefully making sure Niall didn’t wake up, I moved towards the window. The snow from last night stuck. And in my mind, there had to be a few inches there to prove how much it was going to stay.

I could feel my smile growing and I turned to look back at a sleeping Niall. I was too excited for something as little as snow, but I didn’t care.

“Niall! The snow stuck! C’mon come look!”

He stirred, trying to turn around on the couch so he couldn’t see.

“Nialllll!” I dragged out, turning back over to him. I walked towards him, crawling on top of him and straddled his waist.

“C’mon the snowed stayed for the first time in forever!”

“Okay, Moana.” He teased, rubbing his eyes and looked at me.

I crossed my arms, making a face as he started laughing softly.

“Merry Christmas, Rosie.”

“Merry Christmas, Niall…. Now get up we got to eat and play in the snow.”

“Rosie -”

“I’ll make breakfast!” I leaned down and kissed his cheek before getting off of him.

I was going to make the best of this day.

“How is it that i’ve never seen this side of you?” He yelled from the couch.

“Because you never see me on Christmas… and it never snows either.”

Within a few seconds, I heard the bathroom door open and close and open once again. Niall walked over to where I was, wrapping his arms around me again and laid his head on my shoulder.

“It’s weird seeing you cook.”

“It’s because you’re always up first to make something.” I reminded him.

“So then, what are you making us?”

“Since we’re all into Jamie Oliver, I’ve decided breakfast wraps… You know, the little ones with berries? Only, you have strawberries, bananas and apples. So, guess what you get to do.”

“Do I?”

“Do you want food?”

He sighed then, moving away from me and getting to the job I assigned him too.

With a meal that took only ten minutes, it increased to fifteen minutes. Only because Niall decided to eat the berries instead of cutting them and I had to fight him.

When the final project was finally done, we were able to eat and because of Niall being a pain in the ass, I made him clean up. I earned a groan from him, but thats what he gets.

“I say we go walk the park today.” I spoke up, biting down on my lip.

“We could do that. I don’t think people would be there, anyways. Go on then, go get dressed.”

I ran to the bedroom, grabbing clothes out of my hamper and changed quickly. I threw my hair into braids and left the bedroom to find my boots while Niall headed back to change.

Both of us bundled up with gloves and scarves and we went out. I didn’t care how long we stayed out, just as long as it was the two of us spending Christmas together was fine with me.

With us in the park, I kept my distance with him… meaning that while I stayed close to him, I was also backing up.

Thats when I started it. I started the first strike of a snowball.

Of course when it hit him, he paused his step. It took everything in my power to not let out a laugh at the slow turn around.

“Did you do that?”

“No?”

He gave me side-eyes before turning back again. Both of us walked on again and I swear this time he was going slower. So I went slower too, making another snowball.

Only, when I looked up, he was gone.

I had looked around, wondering where he ran off too.

Instead, I felt cold snow going down my neck into my jacket.

“It’s coldddd!” I whined, jumping around just as I heard Niall laughing in the distance.

While the chill was still going down my back, I turned around and found him laughing. The snowball that I still had formed in my hands flew towards him, hitting his face.

I immediately brought my hands to my face, covering my mouth while my grin started forming.

Just seeing him look at me like I offended him had me already preparing to run.

Somehow he was faster than me, because within five minutes he already had me into his arms and swinging me around until he had managed to get us falling backwards.

Niall shifted however, making it to where I was laying on the snow and he was hovering on top of me.

Between the long stares at each other, I knew what he was looking at.

I was panicking on the inside. Was this going to happen?

The last time this sort of thing happened, it was a quick spur of the moment to tell his cousins.

But this was different this time.

A, we weren’t with his family and B, we were together in a whole new relationship that I couldn’t even explain.

We were best friends. But now, I’ve been holding his hand and kissing his cheek and even as of lately staying in the same bed and acting like a couple.

Maybe Patrick and Alexa were right, I was the center of his world.

And I was blind up until now.

And that was scary in itself.

Going against my better judgment and with him following suit, we kissed.

This wasn’t rushed or confused or to where I need a drink afterwards. This was one where the timing was right and it felt normal.

Nall was the first to pull back, eyeballing me. I didn’t know what made him want to stare at me, but I had to chuckle a bit.

“You’re lucky.”

“Why?”

“Because Harry isn’t here and he’d tease the shit out of you.” I laughed.

“Guess we’re not going to tell him then, huh?” Niall said, shaking his head with a grin on his face.

He had looked back at me, grinning madly.

Niall got up off of me, pulling me up next. We brushed the snow off of each other and looked around.

“So…”

“So what?”

“What do we do now?”

“Find a mistletoe?” I suggested, making him laugh.

“We could… or we can go back to the apartment and watch Christmas Vacation.”

“Deal.”

Between hooked hands and silly smiles on our faces, we went back to the apartment, slipped into new pajamas and laid on the couch. With tangled legs and a hand tracing my back, our laughter soared throughout the apartment.

This had to be the best Christmas i’ve ever had.

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