First of all I just want to say, I will be using the storyline from Pretty Little Liars. Credits to I Marlene King and Sara Shepard. I will use similar storylines in this story, and will use the dilaurentis family characters in my story but all the...
'All I want for Christmas is the truth.' The text read.
It was Christmas Eve and Olivia was sitting by the fire, wrapping the last of her mum's Christmas presents. When she receives a text from A.
Well A... I want the truth as well. I want to know who you are. I'd had enough, so for the first time ever, I replied to the bitch.
'I want the truth as well. My Christmas wish this year is to know who you are. D'you think Santa will make my wish come true?'
I set my phone back down on the table and carry on wrapping the present.
My phone buzzed. A replied quickly, I think.
'Santa isn't real bitch - A.'
I sigh. A was still playing games. My phone buzzed again, but it's not from A. It's Dylan. He's calling me.
I haven't spoken to him since the bonfire at Jacob's. To be honest I was avoiding him. I was avoiding all of them. I'm so ashamed of what happened that summer, not even Jason knows about the baby.
I answer the phone.
"Hey, can you meet me tonight?" He asks, his voice sounds hot over the phone.
"Yeah sure." I answer, trying to sound cool and collected.
I put my mum's Christmas present under the tree and I went upstairs to start getting ready for tonight.
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My house was filled with Christmas fairy lights and gold tinsel was wrapped around the banisters and hung up the walls. There were mistletoe and holly hung from the ceiling, all over the house.
Christmas was truly my favourite time of the year and I wasn't going to let A stop me from enjoying it.
I walked into my closet and went through all the new winter clothes that I had bought a while back. I ended up picking out some black jeans, a long white thick jumper, a pair of grey thigh-high boots and a white fur coat.
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I got dressed and started to curl my hair, I hadn't done my hair like this in ages, not since the last formal dance. I curled my hair so that it fell into tight curls down my back, my hair had grown longer and it reached my waist now. I did my make up and then locked the closet behind me. I let my uncle know where I was going and that I might be back late.
I walked out of my house, feeling the cold air around me. I smiled to myself, hoping that tonight would be special. It was Christmas Eve after all.
I walked to where I was meant to meet Dylan but it seemed that I must be in the wrong place. I was standing in an empty parking lot behind the mall. I wrapped my coat around me, shivering from the cold, and saw nothing but white sky.
