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merry christmas, kiss my ass [nathan sharp](four)

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Nate went on and sang a rock version of Silent Night. His voiced sounded amazing. I've never heard him sing either. As he walks off stage he wishes me good luck. I walk onstage with my guitar strung around my back. I grab my mic which was tapped because it's more comfortable. "Hey everyone give Nathan another applause!" The crowd roars with cheers. "Okay now let's get this concert started!" I say putting the mic back on the stand.

I sung a jumble of Christmas songs and the concert was almost over. "Okay so this next song is new so no one has ever heard it. Now this song was written before I met a very special person who made me rethink. I think they've made me a better person than I was before but since this song is written might as well sing it." I look to the band who place there instruments down. "And yep I'm the only one playing." I smile looking at my guitar. I move the guitar to the front. My guitar was a maroon shade with black strings. I look in the crowd to see Sean standing front row. My smile was still there but why was he here?

"You told me I was lucky,
To have my chance with you.
Now last year's summer romance,
Is this year's winter blues.
I treated you so nicely,
To jewelry, and champagne,
But you left me empty handed,
Yeah, you left me feeling
Play-ay-ayed

Now I hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's kind of crappy
What you did this holiday?
When I gave you my heart,
You ripped it apart
Like wrapping paper trash
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along
And it goes,
"Merry Christmas, kiss my ass!"

I seen Sean look me in the eyes. I just smirked.

They say I'm losing my mind,
I thought that for a while,
I tear down decorations
They remind me of your smile.
I hate that mistletoe,
It makes me think of our first kiss,
You bit my lip, you pulled me close,
And then you taught me how to quit.

Now I hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's kind of crappy
What you did this holiday?
When I gave you my heart,
You ripped it apart
Like wrapping paper trash.
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along,
And it goes,
"Merry Christmas, kiss my ass"

So sick of calling,
You won't telephone me,
No, fuck you girl, I'm going out.
I gave you my all,
But our love hit a wall, now,
I'm jingle belling,
And everyone's yelling,
We'll drink 'til the bars shut us down.

Ain't that just what Christmas is all about?

My smirk just grew bigger as I progressed with the song. Sean seemed hurt. I'm glad.

And I hope, hope you're happy with yourself,
'Cause I'm not laughing, (not laughing)
Don't you think it's so damn trashy
What you did this holiday?
(So trashy)
I gave you my heart, (heart)
You ripped it apart
Like the wrapping paper trash (wrapping paper trash)
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along,
Here it goes,
"Merry Christmas, (bitch), kiss my ass."

I strummed out. The crowd erupted with cheers and I could see Nate clapping behind the curtains. "Now most of you're are wondering who this was about well my ex and no I won't tell you his name." I say running my fingers through my hair. "Okay we have one more song, it's a duet." Mark and Nate looked very confused. "Nathan would you come on stage." While he came on stage I ran over to Marzia and grabbed my ukulele. "Thank you." I whispered. She just winked. The band members brought over the piano stool. "Sit." I whisper to Nate. I place a mic on his shirt along with mine.

"Okay because I love LA so much we have one last song." I strummed a few chords. "And yes I play Ukulele." I smile.

"I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
And I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree

I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas Day

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas
Is you
You, baby"

Nate got what I was singing and sang back as I played.

"Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for snow
And I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe

I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeer click

'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do?
Cause baby all I want for Christmas is you
You"

I seen a smile go across Nathans face.

"Oh-ho, all the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children
Laughter fills the air

And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need?
Won't you please bring my baby to me?
Yeah"

We both sing. The crowd had started to sing along.

"Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just wanna see my baby (Yeahhh)
Standing right outside my door

Oh I just want you for my own"

"For my own
Baby"

"More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true"

"Baby all I want for Christmas is
You baby

All I want for Christmas is you baby
All I want for Christmas is you baby
All I want for Christmas is you baby"

I lean over and kiss Nathan on the cheek making him bright red. The crowd went wild. "Bye guys!" I pull Nathan off stage who was still shocked. Marzia immediately came up and hugged me. I see Sean come up to me. "What the hell do you want Sean?" I say slightly annoyed. "Baby-" "I am not your baby. You cheated on me with a poor innocent girl." I spat at him. "Time to go." One of the guards say taking him away from me. Then I see Singe. "Singe!" I hug her. "You did amazing. I'm glad I made my way to LA." She said smiling. "Thank you! I'm so glad you came out to LA." I notice Dan and Phil approach. "Philly!" I jump into his arms. "I'm so glad you came!" He sets  me down on the ground. "Yeah I wouldn't miss it for the world sis." Phil said. "And Dan you better have been treating my brother right." I wink at him and he becomes flustered. Everyone just kind of laughs at it. "So how long till you came back to London." Singe asked. "Actually I think I'm staying in LA if that's okay with you Nate?" I turn to face. "Absolutely." Nate replies. "Well it's official I'm staying in LA."