i look around and sigh, i'm tired because of an argue i had with mady and all i want to do is to have my god damn christmas with all the pretty little details in order. as soon as i see calum, i smile gently at him "hello cal" i say.
"alexa, hey" he returns my smile "what are you doing here?"
"i thought you could show me those ornaments you told me about."
"oh" his smile quickly turns into a frown "well i-- why aren't you with ashton?" as he sees me frown, he shakes his head "i mean, i thought he was helping you with all this christmas stuff."
"yeah, and he is, but i don't want to bother him" i blush a little.
ashton is doing way more than i expected at first, and i'm not complaining but i don't want him to think that he is forced to do it. plus, after all he has already done, i can go through some ornaments buying on my own.
"you could literally call him just to say you are hungry and he'd be pleased to go running to your house and feed you" he says, giving me a 'it-is-serious' look.
i giggle at that thought. i don't think it's true, but it would be goals. still, it's not something i want to discuss with his best friend.
"about the ornaments" i mumble "can you show them to me?"
"i don't have any left."
i frown and shake my head "you told me you had and it's wasn't even a week ago."
"yeah, but it's december, people go crazy with ornaments these days" calum shrugs and turns to do something "plus, it'd be cheaper if ashton comes with you."
"i told you, i don't want to bother him."
"i told you, he loves to help you."
i sigh, calum is not going to give up, and i'll not have my ornaments. i don't know if it's true that he has run out of them, but i doubt it. i go home and i laugh harshly at my tree, it has nothing decorating it, literally nothing.
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december lights ❄️ afi » completed
Fanfictionin wich alexa has a list for making this, the best christmas ever and ashton helps her. - - - this is a fanfiction about a famous guy. ashton irwin is, obviously, not a product of my imagination, and neither the other boys from the band are...