The Holiday That Changed My Life

Part One Hundred and Five

Me and the girls sat in the back room as I told them all about Paris, seeing as Aston wouldn't let us into the living room because he wanted to play FIFA, boys and their toys ey?

They were all super excited for me and they told me how they'd found out. They seen it on Twitter, it was Kim Kardashian's fault really as she tweeted a picture of it. But then they called up Aston to ask if it was true and they had proof so it's not as if he could lie about. The girls stayed for an hour as we chatted before they headed off to do some last minute shopping, I would've gone with them but I'd bought the majority of my Christmas gifts before Paris and picked up a few extras over the last three months.

"Ast are you done in there?" I asked as I came downstairs from changing into my pyjamas, regretting coming downstairs because I was tired and needed a bath but I wanted to sit with Aston for a bit first.

"Why?"

"Because I'm not sitting with you while you're on FIFA." I laughed, standing outside the living room door as I heard him bustling about.

"Alright it's off."

"It's put away?"

"It's put away." He laughed before I pushed open the living room, greeted with a completely different living room than what I was used to.

"What did you-? How did-?" I stuttered as Aston came up to me and closed the door behind me.

He'd gone and bought a Christmas tree, all the decorations and put them all up. Along with small gold lights wrapped around the tree, small ornaments on the fireplace with two stockings hanging off it and Christmas presents around the bottom of the tree.

"I got the decorations down from the loft, bought a Christmas tree and put everything up as a surprise," Aston said, sliding his arms around my waist and resting his head on my shoulder. "I'm not as stupid as I look, I know how to put decorations up."

"I didn't mean it like that," I sighed, resting my hands on top of his. "It's just unexpected that's all."

"That's why it's called a surprise," He laughed before gently pressing a kiss against the side of my neck. "You're itching to change it, aren't you?"

"No no no, the tree's fine-"

"Buut?" He asked as I heaved out a sigh.

"But can I please change the ornaments round?"

"Sure," He laughed, unwrapping his arms from around me. "I knew you'd change something anyway."

"It was just annoying me that the big ones were on the top instead of the little ones." I told his as I switched them around.

"Your OCD's kicking in there babe." Aston laughed, throwing himself down onto the sofa.

"If it wasn't for my OCD, this place would be a mess." I scoffed, sitting down next to him as he slung his arm around my shoulder.

"Well it's been clean for the last three months." He pointed out while I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah but how many times has your mum been round while I've been away?" I asked with my eyebrows raised as Aston sighed.

"A few, but still-"

"But nothing, you never clean up, admit it." I laughed, looking up at him from resting my head on his chest.

"I clean the kitchen and do the garden!" He replied, scandalised.

"That's two jobs out of the whole house, but you never put your clothes away, ever."

"That's because my beautiful girlfriend does it for me." He smirked as I pinched his stomach.

"Your girlfriend's about to make you sleep on the couch."

"You know you won't." He muttered, pressing delicate kisses against my neck.

"And why's that?"

"Because you've missed me way too much. You'd be heartbroken if you had to sleep on your own tonight, knowing that I was right downstairs."

"Wow dramatic," I laughed. "But I have missed you."

For the rest of the night we just chilled out, I say 'we' but I mean Aston. I ended up falling asleep on the couch at about half past ten and only woke up once Aston had carried me up to bed.