Chapter 7 - Christmas Morning

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Marie POV

I woke up feeling hot... too fucking hot, I tried to roll on to my back but something was blocking me keeping me laying on my side. I groaned in frustration and started kicking my feet at it.

"Stop. Kicking."

Harry?

"What the? Harry?" I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and rolled over to look at him, his eyes were still closed and lips were slightly parted. I reached out and ran my fingers through his hair pushing it out of his face.

Stop that Marie, we do not slowly move the hair out of Harry's face letting our fingers graze his skin.

"Harry what happened last night?" I mumbled as I slowly sat up and noticed that my hips and back were sore "I'm sore as fuck!"

"I don't understand why you're being so loud; you drank more than me why aren't you hungover?" He shifted and turned away from me

"Because I, my friend, am grown" I laughed and started to turn away from him when I noticed... "Harry what the fuck is on your back, someone clawed the shit out of you last night"

"It was probably you, with all your fucking kicking and pushing and rolling around in your sleep" he laughed

"You weren't even supposed to be up here, your mother said for you to sleep on your very lovely couch!"

"No, my room, my bed!" he pouted his lips as he rolled on to his back and crossed his arms over his chest "Honestly though, I don't remember anything passed dancing to Our Song..."

"Our Song?"

"Power-"

He was interrupted by someone banging on his door, "It's half passed nine Harry! Come lets open presents and eat, everyone is waiting for the two of you!" Harry's mom shouted through the door

"Coming" he muttered

As I stood and walked to my suitcase to change Harry reached out and caught my wrist.

"We eat and open presents in our pajamas" and before I could respond he pulled a white shirt over his head and yanked me out the door and down the stairs to be greeted by a still drunk Gemma, her boyfriend, and Harry's parents.

"Finally, we've been waiting for an hour!" Gemma whined

"Whatever lets open presents already" he retorted

After watching everyone open presents and watching Harry open gifts from Gemma and his parents it was finally time for him to open mine. I was nervous, that's an understatement, I was freaking out. I'm a shitty gift giver, but as soon as he ripped the paper off, the smile that plastered it's self on his face calmed me down.

"Marie" he looked over to me then back at the gift "This is perfect, really, really just so perfect."

I got him a signed copy of the rolling stones first album... signed on vinyl. He looked over at me again then jumped to his feet and tackled me to the floor and wrapped me into one of the tightest hugs I've ever had.

"Marie, thank you! I don't think you understand how much this means to me!"

I smiled as we sat back up and wrapped him into a hug again "I'm glad you like it, I've been working on that for months now honestly"

"Wow you real-"

"Okay love birds that's enough!"

"Gemma!" Harry's mom said sternly

"What I'm just saying, I want to see Marie open her gifts now" Gemma smiled back at her mom

"Open this first!" Gemma said as she handed me a box covered in red and green wrapping paper.

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