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You woke up that morning, rolled over in bed, and turned off the alarm clock. Suddenly, though, you jumped out of the bed, just remembering that it was the morning of Christmas Eve. You had some last minute shopping to do, which included buying a present for your boyfriend, Harry, who was unfortunately away on tour right now. You sighed, wishing he could be there with you, but you knew he was busy. You got out of the bed, got dressed, and hurried to the store.

You hadn’t known what exactly to get Harry, but you finally decided on a new pair of headphones. You had hurried home to escape that day’s rainy weather. After you had wrapped all your presents, the doorbell soon rang. You had invited your family and friends to your house for a Christmas party.

You all had a lot of fun, but you still couldn’t help but miss Harry. You exchanged presents, and soon the guests left. You put the presents you had received and put them under your little tree. You would open them tomorrow morning. By myself, you couldn’t help but think. You sat down on the floor facing the tree and looked forlornly at Harry’s present. Your eyes began to water.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” a low voice said behind you.

You shrieked. “Harry! You’re here!” Jumping up, you threw your arms around your boyfriend. “What are you doing here? I thought you wouldn’t be back-“

“I wouldn’t miss Christmas with you for anything in the world,” he replied, smiling.

Hugging him tightly, you closed your eyes. “I love you, Harry.”

“I love you, too, Michelle…” Harry whispered. “…look up…”

Confused, you looked above your head. Harry was holding a piece of mistletoe. He grinned cheekily at you. Smiling you leaned in, and he pressed his lips to yours.

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