The fake fiance (John Cena love story)

It was the beginning of December and my most favourite time of the year! Quoir's singing, mistletoe, snow, a Christmas tree decorated with colourful tinsel and a beautiful angel on top of it and last but not least Santa Claus. I was 22 years old and quite mature but when i grew up my family was all for Christmas everything had to be decorated outdoors and indoors, my Mother used to say to us "Who would deny any child not to have the most memorable Christmases of all!" i guess she was right because i loved Christmas then and still do now when i go to visit my family in Alaska. When I became 21 year old i moved to New York to pursue my dream as a magazine editor and i did at the beginning of this year due to my hard effort i put in to it of course, but tomorrow i was flying out to Alaska and now this is my relaxing time. Tomorrow i will find my Christmas hat and put it on top of my long dark brown curls, this normally puts me in the mind of Christmas.

"Hello, hi can i order a take-away please?" I said to a fast food service on the phone.

"Yes, lady what do you want?" The guy on the other end of the line didn't seem so pleased.

"Just a box of chicken noodles please! My address is 2354 crimson penthouse !"

"It should only be ten minutes lady, bye !" It sounded like he slammed the phone down on the other side.

I put down my telephone and went through to my bedroom with the new large red suitcase i bought today and began to pack my clothes.

"I will take three long cardigans and 2 short, 4 vest tops, 4 long sleeved tops, bikini for the outdoor sauna,3 pair of warm leggings, 3 scarf's, 3 hats, 2 pairs of gloves, 2 hoodies, make-up, bathroom toiletries, 2 towels, 3 pairs of pyjamas, pants and socks, wellingtons, Ugg boots, straightner's and last but not least my hair dryer!"

Once I had finished I found the clothes I was wearing to the airport tomorrow and hanged them up in my closet, then I put my suitcase in the hallway ready for leaving tomorrow with my passport on top of it and plain tickets. Just then someone knocked at the door and it was the take-away delivery guy.

"Hi how much is it?"

"6 dollars, lady!"

"Here's 10 dollars keep the change!"

"Thank you lady!"

I closed the door and sat down on my cream leather sofa and watched some holiday movies while eating my take away meal. The laughter during some of these movies took my breath away, but I needed to get some sleep for tomorrow so I decided to go to bed and get some sleep.

My alarm went off at 6 am and my flight was at 10 am, this would give me enough time to get ready and be at the airport 1 hour before my flight time to book in. I had some toast and a cup of tea then did my make-up and put on my black leggings, tanned Ugg boots, white vest top and a cream knee length cardigan.

I lifted a few last minute things then grabbed my suitcase and locked up my penthouse to head to the front desk for my cab driver. Once my cab driver had arrived I gave him an order to take me to the airport, which we soon arrived at exactly 9 am. The cab driver gave me my luggage and i made my way to the check in desk at the airport and gave them my tickets so they could stamp them, for me to board the plane.