(Harry's POV): I groaned and rolled over into my pillow. Light was streaming into my room from the open curtains on the window. A view of the busy and hectic London was displayed on these pieces of glass. Christmas trees and decorations filled every corner. Late shoppers rushed from store to store quickly trying to find a warm shelter away from the cold. Little snowflakes slowly drifted down and found a resting place. There had been more last night. I sighed remembering only snip it's of the night before. Later when my mind wasn't filled with cobwebs I would have it swimming in mind in a bright swim suit, clear as day. After cleaning up the auditorium closets we had gone back to her dorm, traveling through flurries of snow to do so. She had offered me tea and gone to pack. I found myself unable to sit still and wound up in her room silently watching her every move. She would kneel down and place a article of clothing in to the bag, then bite her lip and stare at the luggage contemplating what to bring. I remember a cheeky remark escaping my lips,"why bother with bringing clothes?" Her reaction was so cute. She blushed and hit me mumbling,"sometimes boys can be so stupid." After settling on the right clothes she zipped up her bag, left a quick note to Olivia, and we headed out the door. I carried her bag for her, much to her protest. We hoped into my car and I tossed the bag into the back seat. We had driven in a mix of conversation and ear shattering music. She fell asleep in the car and when we arrived I carried her into the guest bedroom where Louis slept more often than not. I pulled the covers over her and kissed her cheek goodnight before crashing onto my own bed in fatigue. Now I had woken up to the smell of biscuits wafting in through the door. My feet silently strolled through the flat until they reached the kitchen. Emily looked hot I'm not going to lie. She had on short cloth shorts that hugged butt and a loose tank top on over it. Her hair fell in waves over her body and whenever she would reach for something the tank top would lift revealing her bare stomach. I quickly rushed over to her and twirled her around before planting a kiss firmly on her lips. "What was that for?" She sweetly asked. I bit my lip holding back the urge to undress her. "You look so hot." Her cheeks immediately flushed red which I loved. It showed how innocent she could be. She returned to taking out the biscuits out of the oven. She placed them on to plates for us. She grabbed jam while I grabbed a blanket and we headed out to the balcony. We managed to fit our legs through the metal bars and our feet dangled over the big city. I spread the blanket out over us and we ate talking about random things mostly surrounding the holiday of Christmas. We stayed out there even after we had finished eating, not daring to break the peaceful breakfast that we shared. I yawned and laid back on the cold cement structure. Her small body echoed my movement and she pressed up against me, not letting any space pass between us. She placed her hand on my chest, a small comforting feeling. My own hand drifted to meet hers and I held it. "Jesus your hands freezing!" I pressed her small hand in between my two larger ones and rubbed them together. A smile spread across her face and my mouth curved to match it. I gently brought her hand to my lips and placed small kisses to it. I kissed over every surface, from her palm to her finger tips. The small hairs scattered on the back of her hand tickled my lips and sent shivers down my spine. A small giggle left her smile and I couldn't help but stare at her in wonder. Just that small little laugh and smile made me melt inside. It was all I needed to help my dark days turn brighter. I placed her hand back down on my chest, letting my hand cover it up and shield it from the cold. "What do you want to do today?" She bit her lip in concentration, contemplating my question. "To tell you the truth, nothing. I don't really want to do something crazy. Just a walk and a movie is good enough for me." I nodded and smiled. She wasn't a girl who needed to do go to the most exotic places or to the most expensive stores. I liked that. She treasured the moments that mattered the most, not the parties she had attended. I stood up, the blanket falling in a heap at my feet. I extended my arm to Emily who greatfully took it. She grabbed the blanket and slung it over my shoulder, the warmth wrapping itself over me again. She gingerly lifted up the plates and carried them inside. "You want to start with presents?" I asked. A flicker of excitement, the one that kids always had the morning of Christmas, appeared in her eyes. I chuckled and took her hand. We wandered into the living room. "Wait I have to go get my present for you." She said, running her fingers through her hair in thought. Almost to herself she exclaimed,"that's where I put them." She ran off to her room to retrieve the present, the sound of zippers being pulled could be heard. I quickly fetched the envelope and box from the kitchen and sat back down on the couch. A small figure crept back into the room. Her hands were carrying two boxes. I smiled up at her and patted the spot right next to me. She sat down and pressed the first package into my arms. "Open it." She instructed. I ripped the package open slowly, enjoying the look on her face, a look of impatience and annoyance at how slow I was opening it. I opened the box that was previously wrapped and inside was a nice shirt from one of my favorite stores and a matching beanie. Her eyes found mine and an anxious look plastered her face,"do you like it?" I smiled,"I love it, thank you." I planted a kiss on her lips and gave her the small box. She eagerly opened and gasped at the sight of the earrings. They were diamonds with gold backings. "Harry this is amazing! You didn't have to get me this!" She exclaimed. "Oh but I do! Only for the best." I rubbed my nose against hers and pulled her closer to me. The next part of my present was a bottle of my favorite cologne that she claimed was running out according to Louis whom she had previously talked to. I finnally handed her the envelope, impatient to see her reaction. "What could this be?" She mumbled. "Surprise, surprise." I whispered back. The contents tumbled out. She picked them up and held them to her eyes. A wide grin formed and she got up and started dancing. "Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" She yelled. She fell back onto my lap,"you're really taking me to New York?" I nodded, glad she liked it,"of course! Why not? You haven't been out of the country yet so why not start with New York." She kissed me and it turned into a little more. We separated for a breath. "Why don't you get ready to go take a walk in the park ok babe?" She nodded and climbed off of me, happily skipping to her room. I chuckled at her reaction and got ready myself. We headed out the door, both of us sporting winter jackets and jeans. I wore a pair of Supras while she wore some Uggs. The cold and snow immediately welcomed us into the outside. I took her hand and led her to the park. She took no time in throwing some snow at me. I chuckled,"you don't know who your messing with babe!" I grabbed a pile of snow, brushing away the numbing coldness, and started to pack it together. She did the same, but I was faster and soon snow was etched on her coat. She got up and ran, leaving foot prints in the once perfect snow. I ran after her laughing at how childish this was. She hid behind a tree, her head sticking out to one side to see the incoming snowball that met her in the face. "You're gonna pay for that one Styles!" She ran after me, her arms unable to move because of the snow balls she seemed to be cradling. They flew in my direction, one hitting me square in the back of the head. I turned around and sprinted to her, managing to pick up some snow on the way. A squeal that could be heard for miles escaped her lips and she darted for anyplace other than the confines of my body. I was faster and soon caught up to her, my hand plunged into her back, placing some fresh snow there. She screamed and her body arched. The snow was shook out as I stood there and watched. Big mistake. She pushed me down and fell on top of me so that she was straddling my body. I squinted up at her, the sun blinding my view. A pile of snow was lifted from the ground by Emily's hands and dropped down onto my face. She rubbed the white flakes, making sure not a centimeter of my face was left un attended to. "Merry Christmas Harry!" She laughed and I joined her, spitting out the snow from my mouth. I pulled her head down and placed a cold wet kiss onto her mouth. "Merry Christmas Emily."
