A Rockstar For Christmas

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Hey guys, I'm SO sorry. My bestie kinda kidnapped me on a trip to the wilderness... no Internet, no mobile devices 🙈  The first few days it was super disconcerting, but then it was incredibly nice. I can just recommend it to anyone 😉 

I forgot to upload this last chapter before leaving, which was a good thing, because the trip inspired me to rewrite the entire chapter. Which is what I did the past few days.

I hope you'll find that it was worth the wait.

So, without further ado, please enjoy the final chapter of 'A Rockstar For Christmas' 😊

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Christmas Day

One Year Later

Feet bare you snuck down the stairs. The carpet was soft and warm, thankfully. As you walked by the door, you quickly peaked out the window. The town lay quietly, no one on the street. There were ice crystals in the corners of the window glass, that spoke of how cold it was outside. Still there was no snow. With a small pout, you made your way into the living room. The Christmas tree stood proud and tall in the corner, a whole bunch of presents resting at its feet. The fairy lights twinkled; it almost looked like they were winking at you. Did the tree know what you were up to?

Oh humbug, of course not. Last night's eggnog was apparently still messing with your mind.

You knelt on the carpet in front of the tree. You scanned the packages. Gemma, Michal, Anne, Mike, Ella, Ben, Harry aaaand... there! There was your name. Quite a few wrapped boxes lay under the tree for you. You leaned closer, moving your fingers carefully over them, until they came to rest upon a small square one. Your heart beat a little faster. Your hand shook slightly as you picked the little thing up. It was very light. You held it up to your ear and shook it slightly. Something rattled inside. You stared at it with a frown. Not the sound you had expected.

"Looking for something?", came a voice from the doorway.

Surprised you dropped the present. Turning, you found an amused looking Harry leaning against the wall, his head cocked to the side, eyebrows raised.

You bit your lip, an incredibly guilty expression on your face.

"Nope, just...you know, curious."

Harry chuckled and walked over to you. He leaned down, picked up the little box and set it back on your pile. Lastly he reached out a hand to you.

With a sigh you took it and let yourself get pulled off the floor.

A smile played on Harry's lips as he wrapped his arms around you. You lay your palms against his bare chest. The fact that he was only wearing PJ bottoms was slightly distracting, even after a year together.

"Curious, huh? I have a better idea about keeping your curious mind busy."

He winked at you, which looked really dorky.

You raised your eyebrows, a fake-scandalized expression on your face.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Styles?"

Harry shrugged. "Only if it's working, Ms. Y/L/N."

You dragged your eyes over his naked upper body, leaning your head to the side.

"Maybe."

He chuckled, let go of you, reaching for your hand and guiding you upstairs, back to the bedroom.