Christmas day

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I woke up again. In his arms. I felt guilt rise. I shouldn't be doing this, I shouldn't actually be here but I can't stand not being with him. He's like a magnet, I've grown so attached and I won't be able to let go. I smiled. It was a guilty pleasure. I shouldn't like this but I do. He had no shirt on. I was blushing but I wasn't embarrassed. I was enjoying this, a lot. It's not like he was too muscular. There was no 6-pack but he was fit. He had big arms though, drumming I presume. Drumming! Right I need another lesson! Maybe tomorrow. He has a drum set in his garage along with a keyboard and an electric guitar. Sean's dad was really into music so that's why they were quite a musical family.
Sean must've believed i was asleep because he started rubbing my thigh softly. Not in any sort of lust manner, just in a lovingly way. He kisses the back of my head and ten rests his head near my upper back. He breathes onto my neck and I shiver slightly. He takes notice to this and wraps his free arm around me to warm me up. I wasn't cold.
I closed my eyes and let it happen, I was really enjoying this. I shouldn't be attracted to him though. I really shouldn't be but I can't help it, he did what Seamus couldnt, convince me he loved me. Sean was my first kiss an I had dated Seamus before. I don't even know what to call Sean and I anymore. We aren't just friends anymore. We are definitely much more than that.
I wanted to shuffle round and kiss him, but I didn't want to ruin the moment. I just lied there, smiled and enjoyed.
After about half an hour of him breathing on the nape of my neck, he decides to get up and get changed. Then I realise... ITS CHRISTMAS!! Sean slept in a pair of pyjama pants but no shirt. I had top and bottoms on, obviously. He put a top on and tip toed out if the room as if he was trying not to wake me. And he was, but he didn't know I was awake.
I then hear Sean's mam shout "MERRY CHRISTMAS SEAN" and she laughed. Sean shushed her and told her I was sleeping. He's thinking of me. I smiled.
Then he said merry Christmas and got on with what they were doing. I got up then because I didn't want to miss out.i washed my face and made my way to the living room.
"Ah (y/n), merry Christmas!" Sean's parents both smile. I hug them both and with them a merry Christmas as well. They see me as family now. I like that. I'm very close to all Sean's brothers sisters and parents. Sean came up to me and hugged me, wishing me a merry Christmas. I heard his parents and sisters 'ahw'ing and his brothers where laughing and whispering amongst themselves. We all started handing out presents. I didn't have many because I wasn't at home but I didn't really mind. It was nice seeing them open their presents. I watched peacefully as smiles grew on their faces while tearing open their gifts. The presents i had bought for everyone were behind my back. I had bought everyone a present.
Sean's present was special. I had bought him a PS3, it had come out on the 11th of November and I just had to get it for him. (This story is based in 2006 because Sean was 16 then)
After they had unwrapped all of their presents, they all looked at me. All of them sympathetically.
Then they all pulled out presents. All for me! I was so happy. That was so sweet.
They all handed me prestents. Clothes, make up, games. I gave everyone their presents apart from Sean. He did the same. Them we both walked up to each other. Smiled. He handed me my present and I handed him his. Mine was a small box. We both opened our presents at the same times. Mine was a beautiful necklace with a charm on it. The charm was the first letter of my name. My eyes literally started watering. I was so lucky to be with him. I don't even know what we are, but I'm happy. He opened his and started jumping up and down like an animal. "(Y/n)?! How!! How did you get this?! I can't accept this" he said excitedly but with guilt.
"Sean I know how much you love video gaming, so I wanted to get you the PS3" I smiled. "Thank you" he hugs me. "And thank you for my necklace. It's beautiful" I smile.
He puts it on my neck and I smile at him and look him in the eyes. Then we hear the doorbell.
Sean's mam leaves the room and walks to the door. We all talk for a bit and then we realise. Seamus. Everyone knew about Seamus and I and they knew not to mention me in any conversation. I had no where to go so I would be eating dinner in Sean's room. At least I was here.
I scurried off. Everyone was quiet.
Then I heard Seamus' voice. "Jeysus, why the hell are you all so quiet. I'm here, the party can start. Where are my presents?" He yelled in a cocky manner. I rolled my eyes.
I waited in the room for about half an hour. Sean then walks into the room.
"Sorry you have to wait here. I wish Seamus wasn't here. He's such a dick" he coughs. I giggle lightly.
Then we hear a knock on the door.
"Sean, who the hell are you talking to?" An all too familiar voice yells. We both panic an I open the window, jump out and close it behind me. Sean opens the door and although I was outside, I could hear them. I heard a thump sound immediately.
"Where the fuck is she?" I hear him whisper angrily.
"What are you talking about?!" Sean coughed in pain.
"(Y/n), she isn't home, I know she's here" Seamus spits my name like venom. He is like a stalker now, I'm ashamed to have dated him.
"I haven't seen her since the bus that time, I swear, I haven't seen her"  Sean whimpers and then received a kick to the ribs. "I will find her" he taunts Sean and leaves, slamming the door. Sean winces in pain. I open the window again and see Sean on the floor. I creep in and help him up.
"You ok? I'm sorry you had to deal with that" I kiss his head.
"I'm alright now" he smiles and kisses my cheek.
"I'm going to go to the pond for now, I'll be back later. If Seamus finds out I've been here, he'll kick the shit out of me" I say and start hiding any stuff that could be mine.
"(Y/n), it's cold out, please don't go, you'll freeze"
"I can't stay, I'm just going to go and I'll be back later" I say, exit through the window and dissapear.

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