chapter thirteen // calum the softie.

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(a/n: aye i hope that you all enjoy this chapter thirteen bc it was pretty fun to write woohoo)

it was christmas eve which meant that it was almost christmas, which was my favorite holiday. and no, it wasn't my favorite holiday just because i received and gave gifts, it was because i got to spend it with the people i love. which wasn't the case this year.

"something wrong?" calum asked as i stared out of the window, watching the snowflakes make their way onto the sidewalk.

"yeah, my whole family is going to california except for me because i don't want to spend christmas in the pool, christmas is about snow and the cold weather and most importantly, being with your family but i just decided to spend this christmas with you this year." i said, quietly.

"with me? you're doing this for me?" he asked me, sitting himself down next to me. "yeah, you told me that you haven't had a real christmas in years so why would i leave you all alone? that's worse than not having a real christmas." i said, looking down at the carpeted floor.

"you're the best ella, i love you so much thank you." he said, hugging me. "anytime, really."

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by eight o clock, small presents were under our little tree.

we were only having calums three friends (luke, michael and ashton) over, since i didn't really have any friends.

i wore a nice tight red dress that actually showed off the body that i hid under baggy clothes like sweatpants and sweatshirts.

my hair was curled and i wore flats for shoes.

"whoa, you look beautiful." calum said, wearing a grey long sleeved t-shirt and black skinny jeans, which was the usual for him, but still made him look good.

"thank you calum, you look handsome, even if you're not all dressed up." i said, looking down at my fingernails. "are you nervous? i mean, you look at your fingernails whenever you are." he asked, coming closer to me. "im fine, thank you calum."

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luke, michael, ashton, calum and i were all sitting in a circle on the carpeted floor, waiting for it to be midnight so that it could be christmas and we can open up presents, it was a family tradition and just because i wasn't with my family didn't mean that i wouldn't pass it on.

of course i didn't get any of his friends anything since it was so last minute, but they didn't care anyways.

they all exchanged gifts and it was so cute seeing them all bond and freak out over what they got.

now it was my turn to give calum his gift.

i went to go get the gift out of my closet because if i put it under the tree, 1) it wouldn't fit, and 2) he would know what it was.

i came back and sat down to watch him unwrap it and his face lit um like a christmas tree.

"holy shit ella! you got me a new guitar!? this is the taylor 312 grand concert guitar holy fuck ella, how did you know i wanted this?" he asked, playing around with it.

"well not because you dropped settle hints about it, that's for sure!" i say sarcastically.

"how did you afford this!? this must've cost a fortune!"

"i worked extra hours and saved up, and bam, made your dreams come true." i said.

"well now it's your turn to open your two gifts." calum told me, handing me the gifts.

i unwrapped the small gift first, and to my surprise there were two concert tickets to go and see taylor swift live! i got up and made calum get up so i could be able to give him the biggest hug ever.

"calum the softie!" his friends joked.

"thank you so much calum, this means the world to me, it really does, i love you." i whispered into his ear. "i love you more."

"now unwrap the other one." calum said, sitting down and winking at me.

and so i unwrapped it. it was a box, and it felt like it contained of clothes.

i opened the box and it held lingerie inside of it.

"calum!" i laughed.

"now we all know what's going down tonight." michael said, his eyebrows going up and down.

we all laughed and then we ate and said our goodbyes.

maybe this lingerie will come in handy someday.

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