11☆blue christmas (Frerard)

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Gerards pov:

I hate Christmas.

I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.

It's an unnecessary holiday. I mean it's just good for companies to literally force people to buy all the Christmas stuff. And this just to celebrate some dudes birthday? And what does even santa has to do with all of this? Literally nothing, he's just an imaginary person coca cola designed.

So where is the Christmas magic?

The little kids waiting for santa to arrive, believing that magic is out there.... It's litarally for nothing.

So now I sit here alone in my room, staring at the little snow globe my mother bought me. She said it's a small present to get the Christmas vibes into my house, but I don't think that a small globe would help. It still is a nice gesture so I kept it and put it on my shelve.

There were two elves in the globe with Santa, dancing in the snow and blue Christmas starts to play.

I sighed and put the globe back on its actual place and took a look at the clock on my wall. It was pretty late and I don't wanna wake up like a zombie tomorrow, so I made my way to my bed and laid down, slowly closing my eyes...

I woke up by a strange noise in the middle of the night.

Crash.

I groaned and opened my eyes, being greeted by the dark.
The only thing lightening up my room was the Moon light shining through my window.

I sat up straighter and I guess I nearly got a heart attack.

There was something.

Well someone.

"Holy shit!", I yelled when I saw the creature standing up on their feed. It was a man I noticed, not quite tall though.

He wiped something off his arms and sighed, looking around the room. When he noticed me he flinched slightly, but smiled.

"Oh, hey!", he said , stepping to my bed.

I was petrified and couldn't do anything but to stare at the black haired man in front of me.

"Wh-what... who a-are you?", I asked.

"I'm Frank and you must be gerard, am I right?", the man asked, but I didn't move a bit. How did he got in here?

"Wh-what are y-you doing h-here?", I asked.

"I'm here to to make you believe in the magic of Christmas again", he said, "take my hand, we're going somewhere."

I stared at the hand, frank held out for me to grab it, but I didn't even think of following him.

"Well, if you dont wanna cooperate", he said, grabbing my arm and suddenly I felt the ground under me disappearing. My whole surroundings, my whole room, it was just gone with one touch.

"Ahhhhhh!", I screamed, when we hit a hard ground again.

"What the fuck was that?", I asked, staring at Frank next to me.

"Well, this is what I call teleporting", he said, smiling bright.

I stood up, feeling the dry cold around me. I started to shake and tremble, because is till bad just a shirt and a pair of boxers on I usually just sleep in.

"Where a-are w-we?", I stuttered, looking around. It was a street, full of snow. Snowflakes were slowly falling down on earth and I would do anything to be in my bed again.

"This is a street."

"No s-shit", I said, rolling my eyes, "but why are w-we here, a-and how d-did we teleport?"

"Magic, gerard, magic. Can't you see it?", frank asked, but the only thing I saw was the street, a few people running to several houses with a pack of presents in their arms. I also saw a few families through their windows celebrating Christmas. Nothing special.

"What m-magic?"

"Can't you smell that? It's the smell of biscuits and cinnamon. It also smells like hot chocolate, don't you think?"

"Yeah, I do", I simply answered, i always loved that smell. It used to smell like this at home when it was Christmas.

"The family's eating in front of the big Christmas tree, lighting up the whole room, isn't this just beautiful?", frank asked again.

"It Is, what are you getting at?", I asked.

"There's magic everywhere, gerard, you just have to open your eyes and take a closer look...", he said, flicking his fingers.
Suddenly more snow came down from the sky above, is was shining in its beautiful colours.

"...You just have to take a closer look", frank whispered, looking at the moon over us.

I also did what he did and I couldn't believe my eyes. I saw a sleigh riding in front of the moon with reindeer, guiding santa on his way to all the children on this world.

"Is that?", I asked, his eyes wide open.

"Yes, that's santa."

"But that's impossible", I said.

"Nothing is impossible", frank said, "this day is a day full of magic and joy. Just a fool would hate this day, not letting the magic in."

I looked on the ground, knowing he meant me with the 'fool'.

"I'm cold", was the only thing I could get out of my mouth, "can we go home now?"

"We can", he said, grabbing my arm again and within a second we both stood in my bed room again.

"What was this all about?", I asked, feeling the rush of relieve in my body.

"Go, and don't forget the magic. They're already waiting for you", frank just said, stepping to the broken snow globe again.

"Who do you mean with them?"

He looked at the snow globe and said: "Where you find your magic."

He flicked his fingers and was gone immediatly with no words left to say.

I narrowed my eyes and stepped to the shelve, looking at the now fixed snow globe. I had to blink a few times before I noticed that one of the little elve figures in there was frank.

Maybe this was magic?

I immediatly took on a suit and made my way to my family.

The place where the magic started...

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Blue Christmas- Michael bublé

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