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All I Want For Christmas Is You (Liam)
‘Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow’
“Who put on the Christmas carols?” Louis asked. “It’s my birthday! You’ll should be singing Happy Birthday to me, preferably around a massive chocolate birthday cake,” he pouted and crossed his arms across his chest.
“Sure Louis, tell us what you want, don’t want to spend time actually thinking of surprises or something ridiculous like that.” Niall said from the couch he was lounging on with a pint in his hand
“Shut up Niall!” Louis whined like a child and went and sat next to Eleanor on an armchair. “Shouldn’t you be helping Santa, you little elf?”
“Louis, for the last time you are two inches taller -”
“Oh the joy of the holidays!” Liam shouted sarcastically as he entered the living room where everyone was sitting. “So much love, please don’t! I might start crying!”
It was now an unspoken tradition. Every Christmas Eve and Louis’ birthday all of them spent the evening together so that the next day could be spent with their respective families. And every year they laughed, sang, danced and teased each other until everyone was drunk or exhausted or both.
“Liam, Liam, Liam,” Louis was shaking his head and clicking his tongue. “You really want to do this? Madison is here already…”
“What? Where?” Immediately Liam’s head was moving from one side to the other in search of the girl he was desperately waiting for since he had arrived.
“Oh mate, you are so easy.” Zayn chuckled, Niall laughed, Harry gave Louis a high five and Eleanor shot Perrie a ‘told you so’ look.
Perrie shook her head, “hey, don’t be mean to him!”
“Yeah!” Eleanor agreed, smacking Louis head. “Liam, you never told us you liked her…”
“I never told anyone.” Liam was rather shy, but the boys said it was pretty darn obvious that he had the hots for her since he first laid eyes on her. ‘Your life is like some cheesy romcom Lili,’ they teased.
“Well, maybe today you can talk to her?” Eleanor asked, thinking of ways to lock both of them in one room when she arrived.
Before Liam could say anything Harry laughed. “What?” Liam snapped, glowering at Harry.
“Every year, Liam. You say you’ll talk to her every year.” Harry was sharing a look with Louis. They seemed to be remembering all of his attempts to flirt or even talk to her. It had been a riot of laughter for them.
“And all he ends up saying is, ‘um Merry um Christmas’. Sometimes, after he’s sloshed,” Zayn continued, recalling the previous year when him and Madison had to carry a very drunk Liam up to his room because he fell every time he tried to take a step ahead.
Liam blushed a deep red. He had heard enough of that night. He had apparently done a very accurate impression Jack Sparrow (dreadlocks and all) but that was only because he was pissed out of his mind. What was he thinking? All he remembered was Madison saying that Johnny Depp was her favourite Hollywood actor. And the rest was – as Louis liked to say – a part of piss-yourself-hilarious history.
