DECIMATE H.S

The gift

M.C

It's Christmas Day, a few hours after Harry and i's rendezvous.

We are both currently sitting at my parents dining room table for Christmas lunch.

It's bizarre, of all the people my family could have been close friends with, it's Harry's parents.

The way the world works is crazy.

We've all exchanged gifts bedsides Harry to me.

I bought him a Rolex since his one is scratched and dented from the work he did.

We've all had a wonderful lunch, kept it simple with the roast turkey and beautiful vegetables and sweets. Just Devine.

I stack everyone's plates and head into the kitchen, beginning to do the dishes for my mother. I suppose it's the least I could do.

"Masie girl" I hear, turning my head to see Harry stumbling into Mums retro looking kitchen.

"Did you enjoy lunch?" I ask.

"I certainly did" he smiles, acting a little weird.

"Uh, I need to tell you something Masie..." He stammers, looking extremely sad and ruined.

"What is it.." I hesitate, freezing with the tea towel in my hand, staring at him.

By now my stomach has sunk. Is he married? Does he have children ? Is he going to jail? Is he dying. What is it that's gotten this emotionless man to this state?

Is he ending things with me? Is there someone else ?

He doesn't say anything. He just hands me an envelope with his head down, he sighs as I take it from his grasp.

"Do you want to explain before I open it?" I ask, trying to swallow the lump in my throat.

Is he ending things with me because of the sex? Was I horrible at it? Did he feel no spark? Oh god.

"No just, open it please" he sighs.

I peel the flap open and pull out something entirety different to what I expected. Actually, something I don't quite understand.

"Two tickets to Hawaii and a 5 star resort brochure?" I say, eyes widening.

What does this mean?

Harry breaks out of his stupid sad act and let's out a smirk.

"No way!!! Really?" I say, gasping at the sight of the hotel pictures.

"Yes really" he smirks, nodding.

I squeal, not believing it. I'm going to Hawaii!!! AHHHH

"I can't believe we're going on a holiday together!" I skis ever so brightly.

"Uh, yeah the other ticket is for Ashley. Sorry I can't make it" Harry says seriously.

"Oh. Uh okay" I say, quite disappointed actually. Not that there's anything wrong with ash, I just think it would be good for Harry and I.

"You're so gullible. Of course I'm coming, stupid" he laugh, pulling me in for a cute hug.

"Thank you so much Harry! I can't wait! When do we leave?" I ask,

"Tomorrow, so we better get packing!" He laughs, putting dishes away with me.

"What? Harry I have work?" I start to panic.

"I've organised it. Ashley's taken care of it don't worry" he smirks, whipping me with the tea towel.

"You're so sneaky!" I poke him in the abs.

"You two are a bit cute" my mother comes in as I do a silly little dance with the tickets in my hand, biting my lip.

"Harry bought us a holiday for Christmas!" I explain to mum.

"Oh aren't you a romantic man, Harry. I'm very glad you have him, Masie, he's gorgeous inside and out" my mum says, patting him on the shoulder

"Yes, you make a lovely couple" Anne, Harry's mum adds as she walks into the kitchen.

"I know right mum" Harry hip knocks her and winks.

"Oh shut your mouth boy" she play slaps him.

"Well don't hang around when there's packing to be done" my mum says, ushering us away.

"Are you sure you want us to leave?" I say, feeling bad.

"Go go, it's six o clock, I'm sure you'll have a lot to pack" she clarifies.

"Please be safe my darling children, keep and eye on her Harry, they'll like her over there" Anne says.

"I don't think I could take my eyes off her anyway" hart smiles down at me, pulling me into his side.

"Yuck, too much flirting in here" my dad says on cue as he enters.

"Now go on, shoo. Get outta here kids!" He pushes us out.

"Have fun and please be safe! I love you Masie!" Mum and dad and Harry's parents wave us off.

"Oh we are going to have so much fun" Harry grins as he speeds off down the road.

"I can't wait"

"Take lots of sexy shit to wear baby" he looks at me through his hot aviators.

"Do you expect anything less?" I laugh.

"I expect repeats of last night" he licks his lips, one hand on the wheel.

"Oh god don't get me worked up now" I pure, putting my hand on his thigh as he drives.

"Yeah baby!!" He yells out of the sunroof.