Diving Into Love, I Go - A Tom Daley Love Story

Chapter Twenty

Tom's POV

Christmas and New Year came and went. Like most Christmas and New Year I spent with my family and friends. Christmas was always the same in the Daley Household. I had a week of but I was back in training by the 27th until the 30th then have a three-day off before going back to training on the 3rd.

Ben and William always wake up at 7am on the dot on christmas morning and will repeatedly knock on my door much to my dismay until I sluggishly roll out of bed to join in with the excitement.

I'm not a morning person despite my early morning training and at home I'm known as Mr. Moody in the mornings but I'd like to call it as Mr. Who-just-woken-up.

So Ben and William will drag me along downstairs where Mum would be sitting in front of the TV with a cup of tea waiting for us to open the presents. Ben always went frist when opening presents for he's the youngest but it's good for me because I have chance to wake myself up completely.

After opening presents the whole of the Daley Clan and Mum's family all crowd around in the house and begin the festivities that lasts until Boxing Day.

New Year, however is a very different affair. I join my friends from school, few of my cousins and the diving team to spend a night out in Looe. For one night a year, the sleepy Cornish town by the sea front comes alive with fireworks as friends and families get dressed up in fancy dress to see in the New Year together.

For a laugh, they managed to dress me up as Wenlock the Summer Olympic Mascot and there was no way people could have missed me. Of course I doubt that no one really recognised that it was me but it was amazing to feel anonymous for once.

Erin and her room mates all went home for the holidays and one by one they all came back to Plymouth a week after the New Year.

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I had the house to myself for my brothers were at rugby training and Mum took them there quite early on in the morning.

I actually woke up in an empty house and found a note saying that they've gone out and doesn't know when they'll be back.

A soft knock from the front door echoed through the house and I lazily got up to answer it.

"Erin to the rescue?" Erin said as soon as I opened the door raising her hand up to my eye level to show that she brought food around. By the look of it, it was a chinese take away.

"Good. I'm starving" I laughed. I always joked around with the rest of my fellow divers that in order to beat tue Chinese we needed to eat like them.

I assured her in and took the food of her hands and made my way into the front room as she hanged her coat up and brush the snow away that landed on her clothes and hair.

"Lucky I brought food around then" she commented as she said herself down next to me and picked up her chopsticks.

"Yes, or I would have wasted away by now" I replied as I finally had the hang of using the chopsticks once again. You'd think the many times I have been to China and other chopsticks using countries I would have mastered the art of it by now. Truth be told after a really dodgy incident concerning chinese food in China I was always reluctant to eat anything that I wasn't really sure what it was made out of.

"What would you do without me, huh?"

"But if you keep offering me food every time I see you, you're going to make me fat and that's not good for my training." I joked as I attempted to eat a mouthful of the noodles.

"Well, remind me next time to bring carrots and celery around instead of real food." she laughed before taking another mouthful gracefully.

"Carrots and celery are real food."