Our Christmas

Chapter 5

{Gavin's P.O.V}

Being in England with his family was refreshing. Texas was much more hotter even in the winter, but England was the opposite.

It was more relaxing to see his family again. Dan joining them for dinner was just an added bonus. But it wasn't enough to forget that his Michael was still back at Texas.

Gavin sighed as he played around with his food, spinning the fork around a piece of chicken on the plate. He thought he was hungry at first. But when he sat, he felt so drained.

"What's wrong, B?" Dan question. He noted that his friend was much more upset than usual. Gavin looked up from his plate and stared blankly at Dan.

"Nothing. I just really miss my Michael." Gavin mumbled.

"Who is this 'Michael' bloke, love?" Gavin's mother asked. Gavin had already told his parents who he was and that he was dating Michael. But his parent were... forgetful.

"Mum! I already said he's my bloody boyfriend!" Gavin yelled out, pouting a bit at the end.

"No need to get feisty Gav." His dad retorted, shaking his newspaper as a sign to calm down. Gavin sighed in defeat as he forced himself to pick up his fork and eat.

"What does 'Michael' look like?" Gavin's mother asked, and her voice was brimming with curiosity. Just like any mother, she always wanted to know about Gavin's crush to the point of embarrassment.

But before Gavin could reply, his father added on.

"Yeah? Can we meet him? I'd like to say a word or two to him on how to treat my son," his father threatened. A small smirk on Dan's face was slowly forming as the conversation continued. Gavin took note and bumped him in the shoulder with his elbow.

"I really want to bloody know what this 'Michael' fellow looks like," Gavin's mom commented.

Exasperated, Gavin sighed. "What if I show him to you on Skype?" He looked up and saw his mother's eyes lighten up at the idea, but his father was much more against it.

Quickly, he took out his phone and texted Michael.

My boi, my parents want to see you over Skype. I'll text you when I'm online.

He didn't expect a response very early since, you know, time zones.

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When it was much later at night, he received a message back from Michael.

What the fuck?! Are you serious?! Shit! I just woke up! I need to get ready!

Gavin sighed and smiled.

Its alright my mogar. I can wait. Just hurry up!

Sitting on the couch, Gavin continuously kept nervously tapping his foot on carpeted floor; he was staring blankly at the computer screen, and he was waiting for Michael.

His mother was doing some final touches around the house so it would look perfect on camera. While his dad kept eyeing Gavin suspiciously while continuing to read another newspaper next to Gavin on the couch.

After 25 minutes, Michael texted back. The vibration of Gavin's phone startled him so bad, he fell off the couch. Which gained him an eye roll and a small smirk from his father.

I think I'm ready. How do I look?

Michael texted along with a selfie with Michael wearing a much more classy, but yet relaxed, suit.

Gavin blushed at how bloody hot Michael looked.

You look beautiful love. ;)

Gavin smirked and waited for his response.