When my eyes finally flutter open and the smell of morning coffee floods my nose I smile. When I try to move a feel this bulk on me keeping me warm. I turn my head slightly to see Shawn smiling down at me. "Good morning beautiful." He kisses my forehead. "Good morning perfect." I smiles up at him. I turn so that we're hugging while still laying down. I close my eyes and take in how perfect he has been to me, through all my crazy stuff and my drama he still looks at me the same, and I'm so grateful for him. Someone clears their throat and we both jump. "Ashlynn Nicole." I turn my head to see my uncle standing in my door frame. He motioned for us to get up, and we both did. We stood there awkwardly next to each other with our heads down. "A least you two are fully clothed. Last time I caught someone like this it was Alex and they were both" He got cut off by Alex. "Okay dad they don't need that story." He smiles "Good morning Ash. Good morning Shawn." He smiles and we say Good morning back. "You two get properly dressed before anyone else comes in and sees you two." He smiles at us. "Thank you." I mouth before he nods and walks out. I do my morning routine, and so does Shawn. I thrown on black leggings, and a maroon long sleeve. I grab an army green coat, a pearl white fluffy scarf, and my boots. I slide on fuzzy socks and walk downstairs. I get a cup of coffee and a bagel and eat. "The bus is leaving in 5 minutes." My aunt says. I put my dirty dishes in the sink and put on my shoes, coat, and scarf on. I quickly use the bathroom before putting on my gloves, and beanie. I run up the stairs for my phone and call for Shawn. I grab a small cross body purse and throw in my phone charger, wallet, and a little backup makeup. I run down the stairs and call for Shawn again and walk to my car. It's warming up and I finally get in and turn up the Christmas music. In the middle of my singing Shawn pops in the car. "Well It's about dang time." I laugh and we all start driving. He turns up the music and the entire drive there we're jamming out to it. Once we get there we pile out and start looking. Shawn grabs my hand and makes sure we're in the back. We're walking around for a while before we spot on we like. "That's it, That's the one!" My cousins and I run over to it and it's towering over all of us. My uncle hands us the saw and we get at it. It takes us about 10 minutes to cut it down and the men start dragging it. I spot a cute little one and walk over to it. I smile and cut it down. "What's this for?" Shawn smiles at the little tree in my hands. "It's for my room. I love Christmas, and Christmas trees, and Christmas spirit, and everything that comes along with Christmas." I gush and he laughs at me a little. He grabs my hand and puts the tee in his other hand. "It'll be our little Christmas tree." I snuggle up closer to him and we pay for everything and walk back to my car. We drive back home listening to music again, and singing our brains out. We hop out and go up to our room. We set it up in my room and decorate it a little until they call us down for dinner. We say grace and eat . Once everyone is finished we all clean up and make our way to the loving room for games and hot chocolate. For the rest of the night we play games and have fun. At the end of the night we say our goodnights and head up to bed. Tonight we actually slept in our own beds, but we were texting all night. I wake up the next morning to someone snoring next to me. I turn around and there is Christian laying in my bed. I laugh and poke his cheek. He stirs but doesn't get up. I poke his side, and still nothing. I straddle his stomach and squish his face together. "Get up fatty" I laugh and his eyes finally peek open. "What time is it?" He asks. I look at the clock "11:30" "Ugh I feel like I've only slept 10 minutes." He fake whines. "What time did you get here?" I question. "4 am." "Oh that's plenty of sleep." I smile "Yeah says the one that sleeps like 14 hours a day." He jokes. "Hey getting anything less isn't what keeps this face looking beautiful." "Hmm I don't seem to be looking in a mirror, because there are no other beautiful faces in here." I hit him with a pillow "Rude." I laugh. "Yeah says the one crushing my spleen." "Rude, again. I am not that fat!" I laugh. "Tell that to my doctor when I have to explain to him why my spleen has been flattened." I just laugh "Oh I'll show you fat." I say and get up. I grab the biggest books on the shelf and pile them into my hand before sitting in him again. "Oh my god you're crushing me." He exaggerates and pretends to die. I burst out laughing and get up. "Good no one wanted him here in the first place" I say after setting the books back in their place. He shoots up and gives me the look. A few seconds later he jumps out of bed and I start running. I get downstairs and run around the kitchen, living room, computer room, and the office before making my way all they way up to the attic. "Oh you sneaky little shit." He says as I'm hiding in the corner. He keeps the lights off and sneaks around. I have my eyes closed and I'm holding my breath. I feel a pair of hands tickling my sides and I start scream laughing. "I am victorious!" He yells as he runs around the house with me over his shoulder. He sets me on the kitchen counter and I make coffee. "Can I make the coffee this time?" He begs. "For the love of good morning coffee no." I laugh . "Do you not remember the last time you tried to make coffee?" We both start laughing" Yeah probably not a good idea Alex says. "It took me like a week to get the burnt taste out of my mouth." Christina says. "And this is why I drink tea." Jackline says. "Are we really making fun of Chris' coffee again?" my uncle chimes in. "Oh god sweet heart I love you but that was nasty." My aunt says making her way into the kitchen. "I will never drink any coffee that he makes again." My dad says sitting that the table. "Wow thanks for being kind my family." He laughs. "So we have some good, and some bad news." My mother says. "We got a new client at the record label, but we can't say who he is, but the bad news." My father cuts in "We have to leave by 1:30 back to California." He looks over at me. I slide off the counter and walk to my room. I lock the doors, and put my headphones in. I blast Eminem and block out the whole world. This is bullshit.
