will we talk? {sam fender}

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christmas day 2020

"merry christmas darlin" sam smiles kissing my cheek as we both basically fall out of the bed, we were rudely awaken by the alarm we set incase we slept in on christmas. never have i woken up at 11am on christmas morning.

"merry christmas. my poor dad has probably been up for hours" i laugh pulling on my pyjama top that sam had fun ripping off last night

"i've never slept in for so long on christmas" sam smiles

"neither have i" i agree opening the bedroom door to the large landing, the huge crystal chandelier hanging down through the stairs.

we creep down the stairs unsure of where my dad is, i look in the main living room where we put the presents but he isn't there, so i next head for the kitchen but he isn't there either.

so finally i go to the second living room that leads to the decking outside where he is sat enjoying a cup of coffee

"merry christmas daddy" i grin running over to place a kiss on his cheek

"god i thought you and sam were never going to wake up!" he chuckles "merry christmas love, i hope you don't mind i had one of your caramel lattes" he says gesturing to the cup

"oh that's fine you can help yourself" i smile at him "can we go open presents"

"it's your house sweetheart, your the one that decides this now. you can decide whether you want to be like your mum and wait until after breakfast or like your gran who wastes no time ripping open the presents" he smiles standing up.

we walk through the second living room, through the kitchen where sam is making us both a coffee and back into the main living room.

we had all spoiled each other this year, me and my dad because we feel bad for each other because mum isn't here. i've spoiled sam just because i can and he has spoiled me because in his words i 'deserve to be treated like royalty with the shit i've been through this year'

2 hours later we were all getting ready for the day, my dad and sam in the kitchen together making the christmas dinner and me doing
my makeup upstairs

"babe!" i hear sams voice call from down the stairs "dean and soph are on there way, where should i put flo's present?"

we thought as it is florence's first christmas we might as well buy her the best presents possible, after all we are her godparents. so in sams eyes the best present we are able to get her is a guitar...

well a mini guitar toy that cost us way much more than it should have and also came in a box that is way bigger than it should be

"hmm put it by the christmas tree" i shout back down the stairs "but make sure all of the presents are arranged nicely"

"aye!" he shouts up before i hear his footsteps move away, i smile to myself as i apply my last coat of mascara.

once i've finished i get changed into my outfit before walking downstairs "ooo smells lush boys" i say walking into the kitchen where wham-last christmas is blaring out and my two favourite men are running around the kitchen trying not to burn the dinner

"lush?" my dad makes fun of me "sam's vocabulary rubbing off on you darling?" he laughs

"she'll be saying wey aye man soon" sam laughs pouring boiling water over a pan full of broccoli.

"i'm going to have geordie grandchildren aren't i?" my dad laughs making sam also burst out laughing

"yeah alright not so fast" i roll my eyes "no babies around here"

"actually there's one at the door" sam says looking at the ipad screen in our kitchen that shows all of our security cameras. we thought it was best to be safe than sorry.

i smile and run to the front door to see sophie, dean and baby florence stood there. dean is holding a bag full of presents too.

"merry christmas!" i squeal immediately taking the baby from sophie who is trying to push the pram through the door

"hi baby girl" i smile at flo who is wide awake looking very confused, she's only two months but it feels like she's been here for so much longer with how often me and sam see her

"where's uncle sam" i say walking through the kitchen where sam spins around and immediately reaches his hands out for his goddaughter

"hi sweetheart! i missed you so much" he smiles as i pass him the baby "how has your first christmas been so far? ohhh that sounds good" he talks to her like she is replying to him.

"right where am i putting the presents?" dean asks holding out the bag of presents

"in the main living room" i reply

"which is where?" he laughs looking at our house "ya house is so big i'd get lost like"

"that way, past the table, past the office and past the grand piano then it will be on the right, you will see the christmas tree" i tell him with a smile before returning back to sam and flo.

"oh i love your outfit flo" i smile looking at her mrs claus dress and tights "just the cutest outfit for the cutest baby" i smile

"fucking hell what have ya got her?!" dean says as he walks back in the kitchen "the size of that box, what can ya get a 2 month old that is that big?"

"hm blame sam for that one dean" i laugh "she's gonna love it"