Alright, so I've decided to start another fanfic about Louis! So yeah, read and comment and let me know! :)
-Alyssa x
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"Louuiiissssss," I whined as I tried to reach the Barbie that he held above me. "Jaaaayyy!" I yelled as she entered the room, holding her mug of tea.
"Louis, give poor Gracie back her doll!" Jay sighed as she pried the doll from Louis and handed it to me.
"Thank you, Jay," I cooed and stuck my tongue out at Louis.
"You're welcome, love," she smiled and kissed the top of my head. She added another log to the fire, and then sat down to read in her favourite chair.
"I can't wait for my birthday tomorrow," Louis sighed as he laid under the Christmas tree. I giggled and wiggled under the tree beside him.
"And then Santa comes that night!" I gasped.
"Know how old I'm gonna be Gracie?" he smirked.
"How old?"
"Eight years old!" he smiled proudly.
"Whoa," I said, wide eyed. "I'm only six," I frowned.
"That's okay!" he smiled big. "I can protect you!"
"Okay, good!" I smiled back.
"Okay my babies! Out from under the tree, the cookies are ready!" Jay called from the kitchen.
"Yay!" We both cheered at the same time and scurried out from under the tree.
We would both always get so excited for Jay's Christmas time cookies. They were absolutely heavenly.
"More milk please, mum," Louis said with his mouth full. Jay filled Louis' cup and then mine.
We gobbled down the rest of our milk and cookies and Jay cleared the table.
"Okay guys, go up to Louis' room and open the two gift bags on his bed while I set up your special camp in the living room," Jay called to us.
"Race you upstairs!" Louis yelled. We both took off running towards the stairs. I dove into his room and stood up, triumphant.
"I win, I win!" I chanted and jumped around in circles.
"Okay, okay. You won!"
We both plopped down on his bed and opened the bags.
"Look at these pajamas, Louis!" I squealed as I revealed my red, Christmas pajamas with presents on them.
"Mine are green with Christmas trees on them!" he smiled while holding them up.
"They're so fuzzy!" I squealed with delight. We both stripped off our clothes and slipped on our new pajamas.
We ran giggling back downstairs to our usual camp site that Jay had set up. The blue and orange sleeping bags, the pile of books with a lantern, and the white bed sheet strung up like a tent, lit up with Christmas lights.
I climbed into my usual sleeping bag of Louis', the orange one, and he crawled into the blue one beside me.
"Knock, knock," Jay said from outside of our sheet tent.
"What's the password, mum?" Louis asked as I giggled.
"Is it... Cookies?"
"Nope!" he giggled.
"Is it... Santa Claus?" she asked.
"No way!" he laughed.
"Oh, I know what the password is," Jay said as she slowly pushed past the sheet. "TICKLE MONSTER!" she laughed as she dove towards us and began tickling us.
Louis and I rolled around screaming and laughing trying to get her off. She eventually stopped and kissed both of our heads.
"Goodnight, my angels."
"Goodnight," we said together.
"Hey, Louis?" I whispered.
"Yeah, Gracie?"
"Do you know how to read?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty good," he smiled proudly.
I crawled over and grabbed the lantern and the book, "The Night Before Christmas". I brought them back over to Louis.
"But, it's not Christmas Eve until tomorrow," Louis said.
"Yeah, but, I won't be here tomorrow!" I whined.
"Okay, okay. I'll read it, just for you," he smiled.
"Thanks Louis!" I squealed and dove back into my sleeping bag.
As he began to read, I couldn't see the pictures.
"I can't see," I said quietly.
He unzipped the side of his sleeping bag and lifted it up.
"In you come then!" he said invitingly.
My eyes lit up as I climbed over beside Louis.
He set the lantern beside him and I rested my head on his shoulder. He opened the book and began reading.
"Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house--" I cut him off.
"Louis?"
"Yes?"
"Are we best friends?" I asked.
"Of course we are!" he exclaimed.
"Promise?"
He stuck out his pinky finger and I linked mine with him.
"Best friends forever, Gracie," he said shaking our pinkies.
"Forever and ever," I agreed.
He continued reading. "Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse," he read. That was the last bit I heard before I was fast asleep on my best friend's shoulder.
