𝙎𝙐𝙉𝙎𝙀𝙏 𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙇𝙀𝙑𝘼𝙍𝘿 // 𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙀́ 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙭 - 𝘼𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩

Jisoo, Jennie, Lisa and I are the last people in Y/N's home. It was nearly four in the morning but Jisoo was still nursing a cocktail and the party had just ended.

Y/N closes the door after bidding Grace Kelly a Merry Christmas.

"I'm going to assume you're all going to sleep here." Jennie and Lisa were too drunk to make it even two steps outside and I certainly wasn't going to carry them to the car. "Try not to act so excited, Y/N," Jisoo's leaning across the arm of Y/N's sofa, her hair down and all over her face. She's definitely the most drunk out of all of us.

I had expectations going to this party that Y/N was throwing. It was all over the papers every year, they hailed it as the party of the century and it certainly was. Y/N's party had met all my expectations and exceeded them. It was so extravagant. It was so exclusive. Champagne was flowing like she had an endless supply, caviar was left on the table for anyone to take and everyone was dressed to the nines. All the biggest names of Hollywood were there and they talked to me.

I loved tonight, it was everything I ever dreamed of and so much more.

I tuck the memory of Alistair Bouvier touching me in the back of my mind. It never happened if I don't think about it.

"Merry Christmas!" Lisa yells when she notices that she's cuddling with a clock. The clock struck midnight four hours ago but I won't hold it against Lisa. "We need to open presents!" Jisoo suddenly has the energy and gets off the couch. She dives straight into the pile of gifts that Y/N has surrounding her tree.

I wasn't used to celebrating Christmas. My parents never had enough money to buy a tree and through the years, with my father being an abusive asshole and my mother hurting too much to even care about Christmas, it became non-existent. I haven't celebrated Christmas in eleven years but I wasn't going to spoil the Christmas spirit. I follow them as they sit around the Christmas tree. Jisoo hands out the gifts and I'm surprised to see that Y/N had gotten each of us many gifts. She didn't look like the type of woman who liked celebrating the holidays.

I always thought Y/N would think the holidays were childish.

Apparently not.

When we arrived at her Beverly Hills mansion, it looked like Christmas had thrown up all over her lot. From the gates to the toilets, it was a Christmas wonderland. And no, it wasn't those tacky Christmas decorations that I saw all over Hell's Kitchen growing up. Y/N Astor was born into wealth, of course each and every piece of Christmas decoration was expensive.

She had Hermès and Tiffany ornaments, three fourteen feet tall Christmas trees in her lobby and two more in her living room. Garland that was made from pine and cedar was strung on every surface and there were glass figures of Santa Claus and reindeers outside by her front door.

Y/N's home is massive but it feels cozy. Maybe it's because she's the one who makes it feel that way.

I'm not too sure.

Y/N walks into the living room with five mugs on a tray. She's still in her white double breasted blazer with a matching wool turtle neck underneath. Her hair's down but her front hairs have been slicked back. I've never been able to deny that Y/N Astor is outrageously stunning. I don't think anyone has.

The soft lighting in the room makes her look less like the Hollywood powerhouse and more like that insanely attractive girl that lives next door.

She sets the tray down and I catch a whiff of hot chocolate.

"Thanks for waiting for me."

"You're welcome," Jisoo doesn't bother waiting for the cocoa to cool, she drinks it right away and immediately spits it out on Y/N's white lush rug. "Fuck!"