Worlds Collide: Multiverse of Y/N

Christmas Bonus • LB

❥ A/N: Hi everyone! Some of y'all asked for a one-shot type of Christmas chapter and I tried my best to make a one-shot story but in the end, I hated how it was and didn't believe it was that good :/ Since I don't want to upload something I'm not proud of/I believe isn't that good, I will not be uploading the one-shot thing.

❥ Instead, I figured I could give y'all flashback Christmas bonus' that you've never seen before of "Falling For A Fan", "London Boy", and "Enemies". Writing these came sooo much easier to me so read them if you'd like :)

❥ I'm sorry again for not writing one-shot things and instead, giving y'all bonus Christmas chapters to these 3 books. Hopefully y'all still like these🥲

❥ Enjoy and Merry Christmas!🤍🎄

❥Warning:
Includes strong language.

-Y/N's POV (London Boy)-
It was December 25th, Christmas Day.

George and I had woken up in bed next to each other per usual, the same as we've been for a year. Except today, things were going to be different.

A bad different.

The last time I celebrated Christmas was with my parents all those years ago. Ever since then, I've disliked any holiday that was surrounded by family, and thankfulness. I missed them every year, especially during Christmas times.

This Christmas however, was my first one with George, along with Clay and Nick. Honestly, I wanted to scrap the holiday all together. I wanted to pretend I was sick so I couldn't celebrate. That's what I was going to do.

Until George woke me up excitedly with his big smile.

GEORGE:
"Hey, no name—" He was loud, "Wake up—it's Christmas!"

I sighed immediately while rolling over to my side.

Y/N:
"Can my present be an extra 10 hours of sleep?"

George scoffed while rolling his eyes.

GEORGE:
"C'mon, I wanna show you something. Please...?" His voice became quieter.

His quiet puppy dog voice always got to me. It always made me give in. With another sigh, I opened my eyes.

Y/N:
"Fine." I mumbled then stood up from the bed.

GEORGE:
"C'mon—" He grabbed my wrist and ran us into the living room.

In the living room was a thousand decorations, and a gigantic tree along with way too many Christmas presents. My eyes widened as my lips parted in shock.

GEORGE:
"Isn't it cool?" He stood on his tippy toes for a second with a hopeful smile.

Without trying, slight tears started to form in my eyes as I felt a tug at my heart, along with a hurt stomach due to anxiety, and memories of me as a child, celebrating the holidays with my parents.

GEORGE:
"Y/N?" He tilted his head.

Y/N:
"Y—Yeah—it's cool..." I did my best to smile.

GEORGE:
"Well you haven't seen the best part yet. Presents~" He sung while running over to the tree.

CLAY:
"Hey, wait for me—" He ran into the room from upstairs.

NICK:
"Me too—woah—" He ran so fast that his socks slid against the wood floor, making him fly into the Christmas tree.

I gasped, while Clay and George bursted out laughing as Nick fell to the ground with a groan.

GEORGE:
"Okay, that was better than any gifts under this tree." He joked, resulting in Nick shoving his chest.