The Boy Next Door Owes Me Oreos (Christmas Special!!)

The Boy Next Door Owes Me Oreos (Christmas Special!!) -3-

Hello! I'm sorry I didn't post yesterday, I was out with my friend Cameron and we went shopping to buy his Mom a cake for her birthday and got rear ended-- it was just a hectic day.

I hope you enjoy this post though, because it really is just supposed to be cuteness.

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The entire house smelled like warm sugar cookies and old ornaments that Abel dragged out of the attic fifteen minutes ago. We were letting the cookies cool on the counter before decorating them with his twin sisters, sitting on the couch watching A Year Without Santa Claus. We were also waiting for Abel's Dad to come home so we could all decorate the tree together.

It was amazing how at home I felt here. I had been worried before about being an outsider because it was Christmas, a time for family, and I wasn't really a part of this family. Abel probably didn't feel like he belonged here either considering this was the second Christmas he's spent here but I think I feel more at home here than I do at my actual house. We've spent the entire day hanging up garland around the living room, and lights in the kitchen. Also it's a tradition with them that they paint the plate that they're going to put the cookies on for Santa on Christmas Eve, so the girls went a little crazy with finger paints.

Allison and Annabell danced in front of the TV in their jammies to the Heat Miser's theme song. They were amazed that I knew every word to the songs and I just laughed at them. I remember watching this as a kid, I mean I've watched it every year since I can remember, but I vividly remember this one. It was the one that came on late enough that my Dad sometimes would be home so I would be able to watch it with him. Those are some of the happiest Christmas memories I recall. I didn't see my Dad a lot in New Hampshire, so the times I could be with him, I remember them.

Thinking about it made my heart throb though, so I moved closer to Abel on the couch and rested my head on his shoulder. He threw his arm around me and smiled down at me, immediately being able to tell something was wrong but I just shook my head. Nothing was wrong, nothing I couldn't deal with because I've been dealing with it my entire life but it was always like this. Every Holiday my Dad ever missed because of his job, I always felt this way.

"Thank you." I whispered softly to him, making his entire face turn bright red, including his ears and he tightened his arm around me. There was no way that I wouldn't poke fun at this for a very long time. This morning, right after Abel and I finished fooling around, and he finished; the first words out of his mouth was a breathy "thank you." I lost it in hysterics

"You're sleeping on the floor tonight." Abel shot back and I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing.

I didn't say anything but I think the only thing that would make this Christmas better is if there was any chance for snow, but because we're in Atlanta the odds of getting a white Christmas like the ones I'm used to from New Hampshire was a very sure not going to happen. It was fine though, I had gotten a phone call from my Mom earlier from Key West, Florida, it was the first stop on her cruise and she was loving it so far. I could hear my Aunt screaming drunkenly in the background so it sounded like everything was going to according to plan.

I also endlessly snapchatted cute pictures of the twins, and the cookies we baked, and the plates they painted to Chase all day. Abel and I already got in a mini argument about the necklace Chase gave me and I pretty much told Abel to suck it up.