Cold Coffee (A George Shelley/Union J Fanfic)

Christmas!

"Cherish the time you have before it's gone"

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"It's christmas! Santas been!"

I peer out from under my covers to see Squirt and my mum and dad all standing in my doorway in their pyjamas,

I groan, sitting up slowly and adjusting my eyes to the lighting, "Merry christmas" I croke,

Mum smiles widely, "Merry Christmas sweetie, you coming downstairs to open presents?"

I glance at the clock to my left, 6:30am. Usually, on every past christmas, I've gone straight back to bed, but today I decide to change that.

"Sure" I say, standing up and grabbing my fluffy purple dressing gown from my bed,

Squirt grins, "Yey!"

"I'll be down in a bit" i say, wrapping the dressing gown round me,

They all patter downstairs and I tie my hair up in a bun ontop of my head, then I grab my phone.

3 text messages,

G: Merry Christmas! I love you so much, have an amazing day😚❤️

G: FaceTime later?x

G: At 5?? I have to see you :( x

I smile idiotically at the text messages, wanting nothing more than to wrap my arms around him and never let go,

I type out a reply,

L: Merry christmas!!!! Wish I was spending today with you:( I love you more&of course! I'll be ready at 5☺️❤️❤️

Before I can wait for a reply I rush downstairs to meet my family who are all sitting around the Christmas tree, surrounded by endless numbers of presents. The different wrapping papers and sized boxes let off a spark in my stomach and I smile with excitement, sitting down next to squirt,

"Merry Christmas squirt" I whisper, and she smiles up at me,

"Merry Christmas Lacy doll" she giggles, calling me 'doll' because when we were younger she had a doll which was called Lacy,

I laugh, hugging her close to me.

"Which ones to open first?" mum asks eagerly.

I look up and catch her eye, watching as the biggest smile spreads across her face. Right here, right now, Im actually glad to be with my family.

Wow

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After a huge turkey dinner with crispy roast potatoes, juicy vegetables, assorted stuffing and so much more glorious food, (Including sickly sweet chocolate puddings to top it all off), I lay back on the sofa with squirt, too full to even think about moving.

The Christmas music coming from my tv makes me just want to dance, and I sit up slowly,

"Squirt", I start, "Wanna dance?"

She grins, leaping off the sofa and running to the middle of the living room, dancing crazily to the music. I laugh, waddling over to join her and swaying as much as I can with a stomach full to the brim of food,

At that moment dad walks in, "Dancing are we?" he laughs, sitting down on the sofa with a can of beer,

I smile, "As much as I can"

"You two should go on Britans got talent"

Squirt squeals, "Like George!" she excalims,

I giggle, "He went on the x factor"