𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 {𝐿.𝑆.}

𝟚𝟛 ~ 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘴

"Harry?"

"Harry?!"

"HARRY EDWARD STYLES!"

"What?!!" I groaned waking up from the yelling in my ear.

"Goodmorning sweetheart." A soft voice said.

I slowly opened my eyes to find my mum sitting next to me.

"Goodmorning... how late is it?" I asked a still little groaning.

"It's 9.30. And don't give me the 'let me sleep til after noon' crap cause its Christmas and you should be glad I let you leave yesterday evening. Now get up and come with me downstairs. I missed spending Christmas with my son." The last part sounds like she's about to cry making me suddenly wake up and sit up straight.

"Merry Christmas mum." I say pecking her cheek.

"Merry Christmas to you too honey." She pulls me into her arms and holds on to me tight. I can already sense this means a lot to her. I haven't spend Christmas with her for years. I guess she used to spend it alone. I wouldn't know who she'd spend it with otherwise.

My grandparents have been death for as long as I can remember and she isn't really on good terms with her sister. She really was on her own. And maybe some friends. But other than that I don't think she had anybody...

Meanwhile I hated Christmas because it was mostly dad screaming at me. Telling me I was a worthless piece of shit. Don't ask why but with Christmas it always seemed to be worse. And I had nowhere to escape to of course.

"Pj day?" I ask wiggling my eyebrows trying to keep up the good vibes. She smirked and nodded.

"How about we open presents first. Than go bake some cookies or something like that and maybe watch some of those clingy Christmas movies that I've seen way too many times."

"Only if it includes Love Actually." I say smiling and she smiles back. It's like she's shining. She looks so damn happy and thats all I want to be honest. I don't want to disappoint her. I don't care about my dad anymore he couldn't care less even if I was actually good at stuff. He was never gonna be satisfied with it.

When I looked underneath the tree there were more presents than I remembered from last night. I tried not to put too much thought in it and just let it go. But my memory was less presents than this.

"I know you didn't get Louis a Christmas present because of the expansive birthday present. But he came by and actually dropped of some for you." Mum said as she sat down, joining me in the living room.

She put the hot chocolate on the coffee table in between us and looked at me waiting for something to say. But what can I say. He really didn't have to.

"I promised him to put them underneath the tree when you weren't around so you wouldn't know in advance. You do know he's very specific right? Because I got instructions on when to put them underneath so you wouldn't notice." She chuckled blowing on her hot chocolate in the hope it would cool down sooner.

"I know. He can be a little weird but so can I. He's my little weirdo tho." I just stare at the presents. Knowing some will be from Louis makes my heart flutter.

"Why don't you start." Mum said softly picking up one of the presents.

I opened it and I'm not sure what to say or think about it. It was a ring in the shape of an 'H'. It had a little note with it saying:

𝐻𝑒𝑦 𝐻𝑎𝑧𝑧,
𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑠!
𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟.
𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒.
𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒.
𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡.
- 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦, 𝐿𝑜𝑢𝑖𝑠.