Red Hoodie //BoyFriends

Chapter 16

Michaels POV:

"Michael I swear to god stop putting lights on the sofa. It doesn't need decorated"

It's the 1st of December.
Officially the month of Christmas!
I love Christmas. It's my favourite holiday ever.
My inner child comes out and I love everything about it.
My moms have left me and Jeremy in charge of decorating the house.
Jeremy has temporarily moved in while his dad calms down and accepts him.
So we get to spend the holidays together!
Jeremy has been trying to put the lights round the Christmas tree but I keep stealing them from him and decorating random things. Including the fridge and the kitchen table
Now the sofa.
He takes them back from me and I start taking out the decorations for the rest of the room
I hang the stockings up on the fireplace and find a spare one that I hang up for Jeremy.
I find a Santa hat in the bottom of the box so I sneak up behind Jeremy and pull it onto his head.
He jumps

"What the-  Jesus Christ Michael"
"Now you're Santa and can bring me presents!"

He laughs

"You're such a child. I love it"

I go into the kitchen to get a drink but hear a crash
I run back into the living room to find the tree on its side on the floor.

"Jeremy what the fuck did you do"
"Um. It wasn't me"
"Oh yeah? Who was it?"
"Santa!"

I laugh and try to lift the tree up. It's surprisingly heavy and I'm really not strong.
It takes us another hour until the house is decorated.
Just getting the star on the tree took a good ten minutes.
We finally collapse onto the sofa and switch the tv on.
We flick through a few channels before landing on the music channel.
Panic! At the disco is on so we jump around singing like there's no tomorrow.
Jeremy seems to have a problem with singing without a voice crack.
It's especially obvious when he sings

"I chimed in with the hAVen't- HOLY SHIT"
"Jeremy you sound like a 13 year old going through puberty"

Both of us are basically crying with laughter but we keep going.
It ends up in us having yet another singing competition and I think it's safe to say I won.
My momma gets home just as Jeremy does his "big finish". I see her standing by the door watching Jeremy and I try to not laugh.
As Jeremy slides onto his knees with his arms up, we both start clapping. He whips his head round to see my momma and turns red

"God I didn't think anyone else was here"

She walks in

"No I think that was amazing. Totally professional"
Yeah but you didn't hear his voice cracks. They were A+"
"Fuck you Michael"
"You wish Jeremy"

My mommas eyes widen

"Michael Mell!!"

I laugh and she smiles and shakes her head.

"Nice decorating by the way"
"Yeah. Totally didn't knock the tree over"
"Jeremy... did you knock the tree over"
"Ugh fine yeah I did. It was difficult to get the star on when your short!"

She laughs again

"At least you cleaned up. We've got a pasta bake for dinner. Say at like 6?"
"Sounds perfect"

She goes into the kitchen and Jeremy turns to me

"I love that you guys get home cooked meals every day. My dad only ever ordered takeout"
"We barely ever get takeout. That's why I used to love getting it at yours"
"Makes sense now"

We follow my momma into the kitchen

"You boys have a good day at school?"

I jump up onto the counter and Jeremy does the same