Stuck : A One Direction Fan Fiction

Part 35

Part 35

Merry Christmas and a bah humbug to you.  I just got off the phone with Harry’s mom and she has landed.  Paul is at the airport picking her up.  I can’t wait to hear his reaction.  I’m hoping to time my phone call with her arrival to the hotel.  

My phone vibrates.  “Hello?”

“Merry Christmas!” I hear 5 voices on the other line.

“Merry Christmas, boys.” The sound of their voices almost brings me tears.  I miss them.

“Ok it’s just me now,” Harry says.

“Your present should be there soon,” I say trying to contain my excitement.

“Yours should too.” I haven’t thought about getting anything from him.  We hadn’t talked about it.  I would have been fine waiting until he came back.  They have shows in February in London so I get to see him for a bit in 2 months.  “Ok look out your window.”

I walk over to my window and open the blinds.  “No way!”

“What’s out there?” he coyly asks.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.  Is that for me?”

“You should probably go out there.  It’s rude to make Ed wait.”

I run outside and run my fingers along side of the shiny coat of red paint on the Mini Cooper that now is sitting in front of my house with a bow on it.  Ed smiles and throws me the keys.  “She’s all yours!” Ed says enthusiastically.

“Thank you so much.  Do you need me to drive you home?  You’re such a great friend.” Harry clears his throat for attention.

“Don’t worry about it.  I’m getting picked up soon.” A car pulls up.  “Merry Christmas.” He gets in the car and they speed off.

“Thank you so much, Harry.  Now I just have get used to driving on these backwards roads.”

“I know you’ve been wanting your own car and I just wanted to make it happen for you.” I am too busy admiring my new car to realize Paul has texted me that they have made it to the hotel.  “Mum?! What are you doing here?”

“My gift to you, my love,” I say. I hear sniffles and muffled I love yous.  “I should let you go.  Enjoy your time with your mom.”

“You are the best. Thank you so much.” There is a lot of commotion in the background and I almost feel bad I couldn’t fly all of their mom’s out to them.  “I’ll talk to you later.  I love you.”

“Love you too.”

I get into the car and just enjoy my driver’s seat.  It feels so good under my butt.  I breathe in the new car smell.  I decide to turn on the engine.  It’s so quiet.  I click my seatbelt on and decide to go for a ride.