Underneath the tree - Kelly Clarkson
All I want is you - Mariah Carey
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[ Harry’s POV ]
WEDNESDAY
"Here," I say, quickly shoving something into Louis's hand before I go into my house after school.
"What is this?" He unfolds his hand and holds up what I gave him.
A shiny gold key.
"It's a key to my house," I say quickly, turning to get out of the car.
"Harry are you sure-" He grabs my arm.
"Yes, I'm sure. I trust you to not break into my house and kill me in my sleep. I want you to have my house key so you can come over whenever you want." I interrupt quickly. I’m afraid if this takes too long my brain will change my mind for me. No matter what I want. He nods and pulls me over to hug me. Shoving my face in his shoulder.
"Thank you." He says.
"Your welcome," I say back.
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[ Louis’s POV ]
SATURDAY
I unlock Harry's door and walk in. It feels weird to do that, it feels like we live together (not that I would be opposed or anything). I knocked a few times before I came in but he never answered.
"Harry?" I walk into the house. The living room and kitchen are empty. But a light is shining from upstairs and there is faint music. I walk up the stairs quietly and look down the hallway. Where I am met with blasting Christmas music.
Harry is dancing to the music while decorating a Christmas tree at the end of the hallway.
Dancing horribly.
Which makes it so much better.
“You're all that I need underneath the tree.” He starts singing while hooking an ornament. I stand there with a smile on my face. He continues to dance while the song slows down and comes to a close. I watch him shimmy and bounce around.
When it stops I clear my throat. He whips around and his smile falls.
“Oh no.” He whines, quickly turning off the next song. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough,” I say with a chuckle. He groans and buries his face in his hands. I walk over and set my backpack on the ground. Hugging him. “Don’t worry darling, it was extremely cute.” I twist his curls around my finger. “Want help decorating?”
“Yes please.” He pulls away and clicks the music back on. ‘All I want for Christmas is you' by Mariah Carey is playing. Harry hands me a box of round ornaments and I start putting them on the tree.
I just want you for my own.
More than you will ever know.I watch Harry hum and hang ornaments.
Make my wish come true.
All I want for Christmas is you, baby.I look over but Harry doesn't see me. I watch the glow of the lights, light up his face. And the way his nose scrunches when he gets annoyed with an ornament and has to hang it up again. I smile to myself and look back at the tree. We decorate it until all the ornaments are gone. Then we back up and admire it.
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Again. Again. Again. 《 l.s》
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