Erin [editing]

THIRTY-EIGHT| pick and choose

Everyone is packing their luggage and bags. They're all so excited to go home with their family and spend the holidays with them. Well, everyone except for me. I don't have a family to go to for the holidays. I don't have anyone with open arms to take me back. So I think X-Mas is a piece of shit.

"Erin!" Louis called.

Why do they yell so much in the mornings? I just want one morning where I can just sleep in and not hear their damn voices. I got out of my comfy bed and wrapped myself in a blanket before walking downstairs. It's actually warm, but Harry keeps the house freezing cold in December so we can feel the X-Mas spirit. My bare feet hit the cold steps loudly, making me shiver with every step I took. I fucking hate it here sometimes. Downstairs, I saw all my daddies standing at the door with their luggage.

"It's seven-thirty in the morning," I groaned.

"We're aware," said Harry as he checked his watch.

"Who are you going with?" Louis suddenly asked.

"What?" I groaned out.

"Pick and choose who you're going with for Christmas, love. We can't leave you here alone," said Harry.

"Wait, you're just making me choose?" I asked.

"Yes," said Niall.

"We told you to think about it last week," said Harry.

"Go ahead and choose," said Liam. "No hard feelings."

"I don't know. When are you leaving?" I asked.

"Right now," said Harry.

"I'll go pack my bags and meet one of you at the airport," I said. "Just go."

"How can we trust that you're even gonna show up?" Niall asked.

"Just trust me," I huffed.

"We can't know for sure that we can trust you on this," said Liam. "You're not staying here alone for Christmas."

"You'll just have to on this one," I said. "I haven't packed anything."

"Call my security when you've decided to leave," said Harry.

"I will," I said.

"Come here," Louis said with open arms.

I huffed and gave each of them hug even though I didn't want to. They gave me kisses on my forehead before I finally pulled away. I wiped Harry's saliva off of my forehead and scowled at him. They left one behind the other all in different cars. I waved them goodbye as they each drove off in a different direction. I closed the door and locked it behind them. I'm not going with either of them, my ass is saying here. I have this house to myself for an entire month and it's going to be absolute heaven. No one is going to be here to bother me, no one waking me up, no one worrying about me to my face. This is my own personal heaven. If I was a little bit popular, I'd throw a big ass party.

I walked upstairs to my room to hear my phone ringing. I grabbed it and saw it was Blair Adair calling me. What the hell does she want and why the fuck is she calling me? Does she think we're friends and shit now? Because if so, I'll just have to ruin her next birthday party. I answered it anyways as I lit myself an Adair. Thank fucking God she gave me a pack, I would've died here all alone with none.

"What?" I answered.

"Monroe and I sent your gifts to your house," said Blair.

"Gifts?" I asked. "You got me gifts?"