A Beauty and the Tragedy (A Chris Motionless FanFiction)

Chapter Thirteen: You're Getting A Tree!?

Hey guys! I'm on a jag so this is the last one tonight! (Sorry i spammed this story just makes me so damn happy). Hope you enjoy...it is a little long! Also I have posted a picture of what Will looks like. I chose Evan Peters because I love him!

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"It's too late, the stories over now. The end." Wide Awake by Katy Perry

The days flooded through and I decided to get my job back but to take less hours. I was only working two days a week, but thankfully the people I worked with were good enough to allow me that.

Thanksgiving passed and the guys and Allie came over. We had a great time but I couldn't help but feel like I was intruding on their happiness.

A little while after Thanksgiving, I awoke to the sound of water. The bathroom door opened and Chris appeared.

"Hey, how'd you sleep?" he asked, throwing his towel on the doorknob. "Great." I replied, smiling. "You're pretty cute with bedhead." he said, tousling my hair. "So...I have a question." I said. He pushed his lips together and smiled.

"Can we get a Christmas tree?" He dropped his eyes and sat on the bed. "Please?" I begged, sitting up and moving to his side. "I-uh-"

"PLEASE!!??" I begged, pinning him down to the bed. "W-What the hell are you doing?" he asked, scandalized. "I'm holding you down until you say yes." I said, sitting on his chest.

"Ugh! You're ass bone is stabbing my spleen." he complained playfully. "So can we get a Christmas tree?" I asked once more.

"Will you get off of me if I say yes?" he asked, his voice strained.

"Yes."

"Okay! Fine yes! We can get a tree!" "Yay!" I screamed, flopping off of him and running into his closet.

All of my clothes were in bags strewn all over "my side". Chris had insisted that I put my stuff on hangers, but I refused. I hadn't heard from William, but a part of me knew that soon this would come to an end and I would lose all of this. I came back into the room wearing leggings and an oversized sweater I had borrowed from Allie.

"You look good." Chris said, tugging gently at his Slipknot hoodie. I giggled as I popped into the bathroom and finished fixing myself up.

"Hey, the guys just called and they wanna know if we wanna meet up for lunch." Chris shouted from the hallway. "I don't care." I shot back fixing my lipstick. My nose looked so much better now. I joined him downstairs pulling on my red coat and black knee-high boots.

We took the interstate as usual, but we took a different exit. A few minutes later, we pulled up to a large building.

"Where are we?" I asked, glancing around. "Come on." Chris smiled at me as I got out of the car and he took my hand.

He led me into the large building and as soon as we were inside I was immediately against it. I had a lot of problems after my accident and one of them involved my ability to balance. It sucks. So ice skating is not something I should be doing...ever. Chris found the guys and they waved us over.

"Hey!" They all hugged and shared in festivities as Allie hugged me. "We were about to go on without you!" Angelo said, walking over with two pairs of ice skates. Chris grabbed one and handed me the other pair.

"Oh um, I can't do that." I said slowly. "Awh come on! You don't know you could be pretty good at it." he said sweetly. He sat down and pulled off his shoes. I sat next to him, unsure of what I should do.

"Please." he pleaded. I nodded and he kissed my head. He helped me strap on the skates and hobble over to the gap in the walls that surrounded the rink.