Laila's POV
" ugh" I groan at the bright light shining through my bedroom window. It's way to early to be awake, it's probably 6 am, at least.
To confirm my thoughts I reached for my phone on my nightstand without opening my eyes. I realized I had failed miserably when I heard the thump of my phone hitting the carpet of my floor, great.
I lazily peeled the warm covers from my body and reached down for my phone.
'Huh' I thought, this is the same way I woke up yesterday, except yesterday was the 24th, and my phone says today is the 25th....and that's when all reality hit me like a truck...ITS CHRISTMAS!!!!!!
I immediately snap from tired state and sprint down the hall and knocking on every door that crosses my path, even the bathrooms incase someone is in there.
I make my way down the halls and stairs continuously shouting " ITS CHRISTAMS" in hope of waking everyone.
After running around the whole house waking everyone up with my annoying cheers I go back to my room and put on my Christmas hat that I open my presents in every year.
About to walk out of my room again, I glance through my window to see if Jacob had been awaken my screams too, and to my surprise he was still dead asleep, note the sarcasm.
Ugh, it's too cold to go over there and wake him up everyday. I decide on just calling him until he wakes up.
Texts:
Jacob....
Nothing.
Jacob wake up now.
Nothing
JACOB FREAKING SARTORIUS WAKE TF UP NOW!
Still no answer. I guess I'll just call him.
As the phone rings I stare intently through my window right into his watching his motionless body.
His bed is right next to his window and I can see his blue blankets stirring over his body, hopefully he's waking up.
The call eventually went to voice mail, ugh I guess I'll try again.
This time I put the phone on speaker and set it on my lap, too lazy to hold it my my ear.
I watch the muscles on his bare back that faces me strain as he slowly lifts himself from his bed. He is wearing red pj pants with rain deer on them, exactly like mine. He just sits there for a moment, probably trying to process what's going on.
By the time he completely sits up its gone to voicemail, again.
I stare at his shirtless body for a moment, taking in the tanned bare skin that seems to make me loose it every time. I'm kind of rethinking climbing over there to wake him up.
As soon as I crack my window I decide against it again feeling the icy air on my fingertips.
Ok, this is getting old. I'll call one more time!
I decide to face time him so if he answers he can see the annoyance on my face.
Being able to hear the ringing of his phone all the way in my room, it surprises me that he is not getting up.
About 30 seconds later he sat up and reached for his phone. As he answered and turned to the window and sees me sitting in a chair right in front of my window staring at him with a cheesy grin.
Jacobs POV
I hear multiple dings from my phone alerting me that I'm getting texts, but I'm too tired to look at them.
Just seconds later my phone starts ringing the framiliar tune that is Laila's ring tone.
I lightly groan into my pillow knowing that I have to answer. Just as I was about to sit up it stops ringing. I take that as a chance to go back to sleep.
About 10 seconds later I hear the ringtone again. I slowly reach up from my bed only letting my arm escape the warmth of my covers. Not being able to reach, I slowly push myself up on my bed and grab my phone.
Just as I reach it it stops ringing again, I'll just go back to sleep, again.
After I lay back down I regret not wearing a shirt, I probably should when it gets cold like this.
Snuggling back to to my pillow with my phone by my side I begin to shut my eyes, just to be woken again with a FaceTime call.
" oh my gosh" I groan loudly into my pillow .
Since my phone was next to me I just answered it, sitting up as it connected.
Knowing it was Laila I sat up and turned to my window and saw her sitting cross legged in a chair right in front of her window, sheepishly grinning at me with her phone in hand.
" well, well, well, look who FINALLY woke up. " she says unfolding her legs and leaning on he window cill.
I'm not even looking at my phone, because I can see her perfectly though my window.
" sooo...GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS!!"
She screams as her voice fills my room.
I can tell that I'm missing something from the tone in her voice. Looking up at her again I see the bright red Santa hat dangling from her head, then I turn to my dresser to see an identical one, confirming my realization... ITS CHRISTAMS!!
" I'll be over in one minute. " I say right before hanging up.
I frantically throw on the ugly Christmas sweater I had layed out the night before, not worrying about putting on a shirt underneath.
I put on the matching socks and slippers to complete my look that is identical Laila's.
Grabbing the hat from my night stand with my phone I exit my room yelling for my parents to wake up as I walk to the from door.
Slipping off my slippers, I put on my red vans that were by the door, so my slippers don't get soaked in the snow.
**** at Laila's house. *****
" Merry Christmas!" I shout walking through their front door without knocking to make an enterence.
I sit on the couch removing my shoes and putting on the slippers that Laila had gotten for us.
Just seconds later Laila trots down the stairs in an outfit identical to mine, but she looks much cuter in it.
" good morning princess, merry Christmas" I say pecking her cheek.
" it took ya long enough, it took forever to wake you up" she says pulling me over to the couch.
" well why didn't you just come over and do it your self" I asked smirking.
" well it was very tempting, but it was too cold " he said ruffling my hair.
Her hands trace down my face, jaw, and neck before stopping at the collar if my sweater.
" these things sure are ugly....its perfect" she says giggling at ever word.
I'm still shivering from her touch, but when she is about to reach for my face again, her mom, dad, brother , and sister all come piling into the living room.
Laila immediately climbs off the couch where she was practically sitting me.
" good morning fellow Martins"
I say greeting Laila's family.
Just as Tanner was about to make some stupid assed remark about what Laila and I were doing, Dory comes pitter-pattering into the living room with snow covered paws.
Dory is still a puppy, big, but not fully grown.
" come here girl" Laila sad patting her legs. She does as told and trots over to Laila, licking her hands as she pets her.
"Jacob , when are Pat and Rolf coming, we don't want to open presents without them. " Lynn, Laila's mom asks.
" well I kind of woke them up by yelling ' ITS CHRISTMAS' down the halls, so I don't know if they are even up yet. " I say watching the smile grow on Max's face ( Laila's dad).
" well lookie there, it seems you and Laila have similar methods for waking people up" Max says looking at Laila, as she hides behind my arm in embarrassment.
As if on que, my mom, dad, and Caroline knock on the door. Why don't they just walk in, that's what I do.
" hey mom hey dad" I say smiling knowing that they don't appreciate their wake up call.
" if it weren't Christmas, you'd be grounded" my moms says as she shuts the door behind her.
My mom immediately walks over onto Lynn and does a weird handshake, ok?
Laila and I playfully try to mimicking their actions to mock them, which makes us look even more ridiculous.
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After a few minutes Kate, Caroline, and Tanner are all sitting ok one couch, our parents in another , and Laila and I are on the floor by the tree ready to pass out presents.
This is how it works every year, we pass out the presents, parents open first, them oldest siblings, then us.
" here ya go, the first one is for Max" I say reading the tag on the box.
He takes the medium size box from my hand and begins to tear open the festive wrapping paper.
Before Dory can make a bigger mess of it Laila puts it in the near by trash bag.
After about 10 minutes of our parents unwrapping their gifts of bed sheets, tools, gift cards, jewelry, and a new fancy hand mixer thing, it's time for the older siblings to go.
Laila grabs three boxes from the slightly less crowded tree and hands them to Caroline, I do the same with Tanner , and we both give some to Kate.
" AGHHHHH" Caroline screams and she removes a set of keys from the box in her lap. Really, she already has a car, why does she need s new one. I'm the one who is turning sixteen next year, I should be getting the car!!
Don't be salty Jacob, don't be salty, I tell my self so I don't say something I'll regret.
" Thank you mom, thank you dad!"
She says standing up, walking to them to hug them.
" Jacob, her old car is now yours" my mom says with excitement.
No. Way. YASSSS suckers! Ok, I need to chill.
" well it's yours to learn on for now, and when your sixteen, you can legally drive it " my dad adds on.
After Caroline, Tanner opened his three presents, and so did Kate. After Caroline and Kate had a freak out session over their new matching outfits, it was now time for Laila's and my gifts.
Laila's POV
That took forever!! Kate had to take her sweet time unfolding all her wrapping paper and putting it in a neat pile before opening her gift. I know she did it just to piss me off because she knows I really want to open my gifts.
I let Jacob open his gifts first, so I hand him the first box that says " from mom". He tears if open with ease, much different from what I'll probably be doing.
He pulls out a piece of paper from the large box, tipping it over to see if there was anything else in it. After he set the empty box down he skimmed the paper, his eyes growing wider with every word.
" You booked me a show!!!!" He screams, his voice cracking a lot.
" yup, your manager and I had it planned for a while. We wanted to surprise you for your birthday but we didn't have it all set up yet, so here ya go. It will be at Madison Square Garden January 12th!" Pat explain, I'm so proud of him.
" and before you ask, Laila can come too" Rolf adds on. YESSSS!!! I hug Jacob in excitement.
After Jacob opens the cloths and gift cards from his mom, Tanner, and Caroline it's time for my gift to him.
I think he will be quite surprised my by gift honestly.
As he breaks open the long , but slender box, he pulls out multiple thick pieces of paper, each with a detailed drawing of him or the both of us.
" so remember that night before 6th grade, how that paper with a drawing of you on it fell from my journal?" I say and he nods. " well, ever since then I have taken up art, and I taught myself how to draw. Ever since then I've been painting pictures of you or us, saving them for a special day to give them to you. Since this is our first Christmas as an official couple, I decided this was the right occasion "
I say out of breath from my long explanation.
"I never knew you were so talented in art, this is amazing!" He says. ( collage of all the drawings in media)
He just stares at the paintings in awe, I'm glad he likes them.
After he thanked me with a hug and a quick kiss it was now time for my gifts.
Jacob crawls over the empty boxes and reaches for my gift.
" it says....from dad" he says pausing to read the tag.
I grab the gift and rip off the paper, not giving and actually crap about how neat it is.
After struggling to rip open the cardboard box, I take out the maroon vans with the white stipe, the one and only shoes I have been wanting since I laid eyes on them.
" AGHHH OH MY GOSH THANK YOU DAD!" I say jumping over boxes to give him a hug, he's always been really good with gifts.
" now this one is from your mom" Jacob says passing me a slightly smaller box.
After unwrapping three layers of paper, I finally cut open the box, just to faced with another closed box, well shit.
My mom has done this before, wrapping a small gift in a thousand boxes so it makes it look bigger. She thinks it's fun but I really just pissed me off.
After opening four boxes I finally get to what I think is the final box.
As I fold back the cardboard flaps I finally see what looks like a jeweler box.
When I pull it out is a navy velvet box that says " Pandora " on it, no fricken way.
When I open the box I am faced with the most beautiful necklace I've ever seen.
It's a gold chain with bright sapphires that make a shape of an "L", this must have cost a fortune.
" mom...I-I can't believe it!" I say holding the priceless jewelry to my neck.
" I've been waiting for you to reach a certain age to where I could give you this knowing your responsible enough to care for it. " my mom explains. I honestly don't know what gift is better than this.
Lastly Jacob hands me a bag instead of a box, " and this one is from me" he says handing me the bag.
I take out the tissue paper and see a frame, a very large one may I add.
As I pull it out I can already tell I'm going to tear up just by seeing the first picture.
It was a collage of every single picture from our adventure, all the way from the car ride to Washington DC, to the car ride home from Disney... It's beautiful.
" so, remember how I said we might as well make another scrap book because ours is just not big enough for all the memories we made, well I thought this would be even better, merry Christmas princess" I blushed at his words , and a little embarrassed that he called me that in front of my mom and dad.
" I love it, I love it so much!!" I say giving him the tightest hug anyone can receive, this really means so much to me.
Not being able to hold the tears of happiness any longer, I let them flow into Jacob shirt as I am still hugging him.
I really want to kiss him right now, but I kinda can't in front of my family.
Letting go of Jacob, I look back at the frame, analyzing every picture, and each one bringing back amazing memories.
I sighed, "take me back" I said still recalling all the memories.
Looking at my charm bracelet , and playing with my newest charm, it makes me just want to cry even more, but of sadness, happiness.
I give Jacob one last hug whispering " I love you" into his neck. Best Christmas ever.
AN: so this was a hella long chapter, almost 3,000 words. Your welcome. Happy readings!
~LK
