The Lost Girl ||Final Book In The Starbucks Girl Series||

Chapter 23: The Holiday Spirit

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Hellooooo! It is almost Christmas and I am in such a festive mood. So because of that this chapter is very holiday aimed. I really enjoyed writing it, so I really hope that you enjoy reading it! Be sure to follow my tumblr, I am starting to get back into it it: dashofperfection.tumblr.com . I hope that you enjoy this chapter! Thanks so much in advance for reading it! I love you all so much!

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~Bella's P.O.V.~

"So Harry felt so bad, but I felt bad to. Last night he took me to this amazing little cafe that overlooked the London bridge. It was so romantic." Emily and Harry had been back together for a few weeks, and it was like they were on a honeymoon. Since the boys were going back on tour next month, Harry had been spoiling Emily. They had been going on romantic trips, nice dinners, she had been getting flowers, small chocolates. It made me kind of feel bad about my relationship with Niall. All we had been doing together was watch TV on the couch on Friday nights.

"Your relationship is like a damn romance novel" I pointed out with a slight laugh. It was true though. They fell madly in love after Emily didn't want to date Harry. Then they broke up, ran into each other six months latter, fall in love, fight, break up, and he runs after her at the airport just before she was about to leave him.

"Hey!' Someone called through the flat. I could tell it was Niall. He walked into the kitchen, his arms full of food. Really. I swear that boy spent half of his money on food. "How was your-" Niall stopped when he realized I was on the phone. I held up a finger to indicate to him that I would only be on for another minute.

"And so Harry and I were thinking, maybe I would go on tour with them. But I also want to pursue-"

"Hey Em" I cut her off. "Niall just got home so I should probably go" I should also probably go since I had been on the phone with her for the past hour, listening to her yak on and on about how she felt guilty about the way she had treated Harry, and how they were madly in love, and all this stuff that she had told me about a million times before. 

"OK, me and Harry are going ice skating tonight, so I will talk to tomorrow. Bye!" With that, she hung up. They were practically adjoined at the hip. I pressed end call on my phone and set it down on the counter and looked at Niall who looked like he was waiting for me.

"So it's only a few days before Christmas" Niall began

"No I am not telling you where I hid your presents" Niall had been bugging me for the past week. We were both really into the holiday of Christmas. I had hid all of Niall's presents in the last place he would look. The closet where we keep all of our cleaning supplies.

"That's not what I was going to say" Niall said as he began to put away groceries. I hopped off my stool and began to help him, grabbing a carton of eggs and opened the stainless steal fridge and put it on a shelf. "It's close to Christmas and we don't even have a tree yet" He said.