Playing the part.

Christmas wish

Two years later....

Michael Bublé's beautiful voice filled the room as we listened to Christmas music and Jamie helped me decorate the tree.

"Wanna put the star on?" the five year old nodded her head and I lifted her up and handed her the star. She reached and gently set the star on top of the tree. She leaned into me and we both smiled up at it. "It looks Absolutely fantastic." She nodded and hugged my neck, I laughed and set her down as Mrs. Amy started talking about having some special guests here to help us or something like that.

We continued to look at the tree until she grabbed my hand and started jumping up and down. I realized the song was "All I want for Christmas is you" which is Her favorite. "Would you like to dance with me?" She nodded and grabbed my hands. I spun her around and laughed, she silently giggled. I pulled her to me and sung

"All I want for Christmas is youuu." I tickled her and she giggled again.

We danced around the tree like laughing idiots until I grabbed her and spun her around. "I hear those sleigh bells ringing, Santa won't you bring me the one I really need won't you please bring him bring my baby to me." She hugged my neck and she pointed to me as they sang "All I want for Christmas is youuuuu" I laughed and pressed a sloppy kiss to her cheek then set her down. She ran backstage and Connor smiled at me from the floor. I walked to the edge of the stage and sat with my feet hanging off.

"She really loves you doesn't she?" I laughed and nodded. His brown eyes sparkled as he talked about his little sister. Yeah Connor's Jamie's brother and my Co-Worker guyfriend. No I don't fancy him and Plus he's gay so I wouldn't have a chance anyway. He seemed happier than normal though.

"So what's with mr. happy today?" he rocked back and forth on his heels and smiled at me.

"My Christmas wish is finally coming true!" he cheered and I laughed at him. He's one year older than me which makes him twenty two and he's got the brain on a sixteen year old girl. Which means yes... He is obsessed with One Direction and it's hilarious.

"And what on earth could that be?" His jaw dropped and he gaped at me like I had missed the most important thing in the entire world.

"Did you not hear who's here? Like literally walking from there cars right now?" I shook my head and laughed. "So you're telling me you didn't hear me scream?" my eyes widened and I started laughing harder.

"What? You're acting as if One Direction were here." he looked at me completely serious and I froze. "You're kidding right? Please tell me you're kidding." he was going to say something but was interrupted by the loud noise of the theater doors opening. I saw a two big security guys and then five very familiar boys.

"Our guests are here everyone come line up!" Mrs. Amy shouted and I ran back stage hiding behind a big chicken prop. "It's an honor to have you five be here." I couldn't breathe, I felt like my lungs were going to explode out of my chest and I coul d hear my heartbeat. Why the fuck are they here? I'll just hide here forever.

"Lyric? Lyric where are you? Come on love!" Mrs. Amy shouted obviously confused as to where I was at.

"No I'm good." I shouted causing a few of the teenagers to laugh. oh by the way I work here and here is a group theater mrs. Amy funded a few years back.

"Don't be silly come on." I heard a bunch of yeah's from the group and I sighed trying to think of something to say.

"I don't like people." I blurted out causing everyone to laugh. I furrowed my eyebrows together and heard footsteps coming towards me. I saw Chris and I ran the other way but he caught me and threw me over his shoulder. "I don't like making friends!" I yelled causing him to laugh.