When Life Gives You 5 Hot Guys Make Directionade

Christmas at The Lane's Part 4

Authors Note: After this chapter there is only one more chapter in the Christmas at The Lane's series.  So sad but yes Christmas does end.

The dedication is going to the fat birds I saw in a tree at McDonalds.  Yay fat birds!!!!

P.S. I do make up some Twitter users so I don't know if they are real or not, and I don't have a twitter, but they do a twitcam in this chapter so if I have how it works all wrong just go with the flow.

Thanks fans!!!

Kxx

"UNO."  I said as I laid down my yellow 5 on top of Harry's yellow 1.  My last card was a blue 2.

"Wild card and I change it to, green!"  exclaimed Rachel.

"Green 2."  said Harry laying down his card.

"I win."  I said as I laid down my blue 2.

"Seriously!"  Harry protested.  "You have won the last five times.  I swear this game is rigged."

"Don't blame me I can play UNO like a pro."  I said shuffling all the cards.  "So seven cards to start out with again?"  I asked getting ready to deal them.

"Shelby we have played 8 games.  Do we really need to play this game again?"  Rachel asked looking at me with a very bored expression on her face.

"Well I can't think of a better way to spend Christmas Eve, so if you have any suggestions please call 1-800-GIVE ME IDEAS."  I said in a monotoned voice.

"Be Boop Be Bop booo beep."  said Rachel pretending to punch numbers on her hand.  She made a phone with her hand and put it up to her ear.  "Hello?  1-800 GIVE ME IDEAS?  I have a suggestion.  I suggest we should stop taking Shelby's suggestions."

"Whatever.  Harry what do you think we should do?"  I asked him.

"I honestly have no idea.  We could watch a movie."  he suggested.

"Eh."  Rachel and I mumbled.

"We could play a different game."

Ah?" Rachel and I squeaked.

"Wait, wait I have it!  We could discuss the affect of flat irons on hair!"  he squealed.

"Harry, everyone knows you never bring up that topic up in front of a girl who obviously uses a flat iron often."  said Rachel.  "It is just downright rude."  she said laughing.

"I know you don't want my suggestions, but how about we do a Twitcam!"  I exclaimed.

"That is not a bad idea."  said Harry as he turned around and grabbed his laptop.  He had it here in the living room because earlier we were watching music videos.  He set up for a Twitcam and within minutes of loggin on, hundreds of girls had joined to watch the chat.

"Hey guys!" said Harry.  Tons of comments were coming up, very fast may I add.

"Hello."  Rachel and I said.

"Okay well we were bored, and we just decided to come on here and answer some fan questions."  explained Harry.

"Alright."  said Rachel reading some questions popping up.  "To DreamsAreLikeStars Yes Harry is at my house for Christmas.  He surprised me, so yeah."

I was reading some of the questions and finally found one for me.  "At CrissyJBecre my favorite band is One Direction, obviously, but if I had to pick a second it would be either Maroon 5, One Republic, or Imagine Dragons."

"Okay um.  To Jaylynn_Kline I do believe Orlando is on our list of cities for our tour, so I hope to see you there!"  said Harry.

We kept answering questions and messing around.  Many people comments things like...You guys are so cute all together!...and...Wish I was spending Christmas with you!

I didn't even realize how many viewers we had gathered, it was over 3,000 now.  Wow girls have nothing to do Christmas Eve.  You would think they would be with their family.  Guess not, or their family include all hard-core directioners.

"Alright guys!  Thank you for watching and giving us questions and stuff, I hope to do another Twitcam soon.  See ya!"  said Harry ending the Twitcam.

"Who wants to track Santa?"  asked Rachel.

"What?"  Harry and I questioned.

"You know.  Track Santa.  On google maps they have a Santa tracker.  You can see where he is, where he is going, and how many presents he has delivered." she explained.

"Okey."  I said.  Harry got on to google and right there was a link that said Want To Track Santa?  Click Here! So we did.

"Looks like Mr. Clause is in Russia."  I said.

"Man he has delivered over a billion presents already!"  exclaimed Rachel.

"That is what I call a hard working guy."  said Harry laughing.

"Yeah no kidding."  I replied.

"Let's put cookies out for him!"  squeaked Rachel.

"Um, Rae?"  That was Harry's recently new nickname for Rachel.

"Yeah?"  she asked.

"Really?"  questioned Harry.

"What?"  she asked, like something was very obvious.  "Excuse to eat cookies!"  she said going to grab the cookie containers.

Harry and I laughed as we followed Rachel.  We got a Santa plate and a Santa mug out of the cabinet.  My dad had bought them a long time ago.  He bought them when it was Marla's first Christmas.  Rachel picked out three cookies, and got some carrots, for the reindeer.

"Okay."  she said after she put them on the coffee table in the living room.  "Now we wait."

"For what?"  I asked.

"Until Santa get's to Minnesota."  she said smiling.  "Then we can scarf."

"To the Santa tracker!"  yelled Harry.

Best Christmas Eve eva!