I dress myself quickly and when I walk to the hallway it smells good. Right, Christmas Eve, my mom is probably making some good desserts for tomorrow. “Mom?” I call her while walking downstairs and I actually find her in the kitchen, wearing an apron. To be honest I was waiting to see Louis next to her as well but I still didn’t hear his voice today.

“Good morning, sweetheart!” she greets me with her warm and lovable smile

“Morning!” I smile back and walk to her side to see better what she’s doing “Where’s Louis?” I ask then, because that was kind of my objective when I got up from the comfort of my bed.

“Oh he went out” she answers and I give her a confused look.

“Out?” how so? With who? Alone? He doesn’t know this place and where could he ever walk to?

“Yes dear, for a while now” I look at the time which appears on the oven, 11:30am. “so he must be coming back soon.”

“B-But-“

“Don’t worry, he went out with Gemma.” Now things got worst

“With Gemma? Why?” this is scary and doesn’t make sense

“He asked her.”

“WHAT?” I shout

“Calm down love, she won’t stole your man” She teases and punches me on my arm

“Mom…” I roll my eyes and she giggles.

“You two look so happy, you look so happy… it’s so good to see!” She smiles. She also looks so happy, everyone looks so happy… Jeez this is amazing.

“And I am!” I admit with a stupid smile on my face.

“I’m glad then” She pecks my cheek “Now do something useful and help me with this because there is so much to do till tomorrow…” I see that she won’t tell me where Louis went to and why with Gemma, I’m confused so I’ll just wait to ask him then

“Don’t stress mom,” I chuckle, she usually stresses out with these things, because everything needs to look perfect for Christmas and for our family. I hope Louis will feel okay with half of my family spending Christmas here, but till there we’ve got tonight that it’ll be just the fifth of us “look I have to ask you a favour”

“Yes?”

“So today is Louis’ birthday-“

“Yes…” I’m surprised that she acts like she already knew it

“…So I’m asking you if, well, we can go out at the end of the night… I know it’s Christmas Eve but-“

“Love, you don’t have to tell me these things,” I don’t? “you’re twenty now, I think I don’t have the right to tell you that you can’t go out at night.” She laughs a little

“But it’s Christmas Eve” I repeat

“I heard it the first time and I know,” she jokes, my mom and her jokes… they are worse than mines “and I still don’t have any vote on the matter. But I expect you tomorrow with us.”

“Of course!” I grin

“Good. Let’s cook then!”

Half an hour passes and I hear the noise coming from the front door opening and in the same instant I’m out of the kitchen in a rush, leaving my mom looking at me weirdly, but nothing that I’m not used to.

I reach the hallway and Louis and Gemma are laughing, so it’s good to see that they’re getting along. But I don’t have much time to appreciate it because I literally jump into Louis’ body and wrap my arms around his neck. He’s taking by surprised so we’re both shoved against the wall due the lack of balance but that doesn’t bother me – otherwise him who whimpers from the shock. “Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday!” I shout still hugging him and it’s when I feel his arms around my torso while laughing

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