"Nothing at all, I don't know if I told you but I hate Christmas, I hate it with all my heart, I can even make you a list of all the things I fucking hate from Christmas."

"Calm down Grinch," I chuckle, "Why?"

"Consumerism, that's why. I don't believe in God, Jesus and stuff but clearly this celebration has taken another turn and everything is focused on consumerism. I swear I hate those children crying for toys, also I hate all those Christmas decorations in homes, once I broke some of my mother's house and blamed the dog. "

"What? That's immature Harry."

"I don't care."

I sigh, oh boy. "So you hate everything about Christmas?"

"Except the food, the weather and maybe some carols and songs I think,"

"Really? Carols and Christmas songs? "I laugh a bit harder and I cover my mouth to control myself. "That's very sweet, so sweet that I just forgot all your hate for Christmas."

"Is not sweet and some carols and songs are kind of cool,"

"Like what?"

"You would probably laugh at me so I refuse to tell you," he smirks, showing his teeth.

"Please Grinch," I ask as I put a puppy face.

"Forget it,"

"Have you ever sung a-?"

"Never, Anne had a CD and we listened to those songs the whole damn day. Another thing I like is the mistletoe,"

"Can't imagine why," I roll my eyes as I speak.

"Good times," Harry said more for himself than me and I decide to ignore him. "I think my first kiss was because of the mistletoe, but I really can't remember. I was a child so it was stupid. "

"All I know about mistletoe is that it has medicinal use as-"

"Boring," he cuts me off with a smirk on his face. "Well then my first kiss could have been under the mistletoe...what about you Lucy?" He asks, resting his cheek on the pillow and looking at me straight in the eyes. A smile still glued to his face, is a funny smile and I'm sure he's about to laugh.

I blush but I choose not to answer what he wants to hear.

"I'd rather not talk about it,"

"What? Why? Too good? "Harry stifles a laugh and I blush even more.

"No, too bad," the words flow from my tongue and Harry raised an eyebrow. I can see the surprise on his face and I know my response caught him off guard.

"Really? Maybe we should try again Lucy don't you think? "He responds flirty and a heat runs through my neck to my face.

"Yes I suppose?" I answer, feeling nervous.

Harry chuckles before focusing his eyes on me, his gaze is different, it's flirty this time. My hands are sweating and suddenly the room feels smaller. He bites his lower lip before getting closer to me and finally kisses me. I guess I can't complain if I tell you that we spent the rest of the evening in this way.

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I'm supposed to go out shopping with Cassie but she doesn't answer my calls and I have no messages from her. I sigh in frustration as I try to call back and again no response from her.

Cassie and I decided to do Christmas shopping, we wanted to spend all day together and buy gifts for our families but nothing went as we planned. 45 minutes and I'm still here, waiting and I'm getting tired. I guess she had a problem or something came up, I know she's going to call me so I decide to go downtown in search of presents.

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