Under the Mistletoe

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Ring Ring Ring

Who the heck was calling me at 9 in the morning? It was the holidays now so I had no reason to get up and not to mention that the party completely tired me out.

"Hello?" I answered in a groggy voice.

"Sweetheart, are you still in bed?"

"Aww no," I groaned. "It's you."

"Don't be like that. You should be happy I'm even talking to you after what you did to me yesterday."

I let out a small laugh as I thought of yesterday. I had ditched Chris in his helpless state while Cole was after him.

"It was so funny!" I laughed as I absentmindedly ran a hand through my knotty hair.

"It wasn't for me," Chris mumbled. "Man, that dude is dangerous and crazy when he's drunk. Remind me never to go near him again while he's drinking. I keep shuddering at the thought of him trying to kiss me."

"Oh god, that was the most hilarious part of the night!" I grinned. "And Cole called you his boyfriend. Oooooh, I can sense some love in the air."

"Some teasing me." Chris mumbled.

"Hmm, how about no?"

I couldn't let this opportunity to tease Chris slip from my fingers. He always got to tease me so why couldn't I do the same to him?

"Then I won't take you to the mall so you can do your Christmas Shopping. I know how much you hate going by yourself." Chris blackmailed.

Dammit, my plan's backfiring.

"Ugh...I'll get Kate to come with me."

"Doesn't Kate have dance classes on Saturdays?" Chris said and even though I couldn't see him, I knew there was a smirk firmly planted on his face.

"Oh yeah, she does." I deadpanned. After a few second pause, I said, "I'll go with Clara then."

"She's out with Cole."

"Cody?"

"Visiting family."

"Jack?"

"Despises shopping."

"Mason?"

"Babysitting his siblings."

Blood hell.

"I'll have to come with you, sweetheart." Chris teased.

"Fine then." I groaned. "What time are you picking me up?"

"I'll be there by 10."

"Okay, see you then." I answered as I rolled over on the bed.

And me, being the stupid person I am, didn't realise that there was no more bed and in result landed on the floor with a loud thump.

"What was that?" Chris questioned immediately.

I let out a groan of pain as I helplessly lay on the floor. Damn that hurts.

"Sweetheart? Are you okay?" Chris questioned once again. Although I was in pain, I still mentally awwed at Chris' concern for me. It was good to know that Chris cared about me-even though he didn't show it 99% of the time.

"Yeah," I answered weakly as I briefly raised my head from the ground and used my hands to lift myself up. "I'm good."

"Are you sure? You sounded like you were in pain."