Just a quick note, you guys should listen to the song.
"Olivia!" I shot up out of bed, bumping heads with whoever had called me.
"Ow." I muttered rubbing my head and opening my eyes. "Lydia? How did you get in here?"
"Marta let me in. Now get up, you need to get ready." She stood, walking towards the large doors leading to my closet.
"For what?" I stood, crossing my arms as I shivered. She turned, her curls whipping around with it.
"Did you really forget about my Christmas party?" My eyes widened.
"No of course not." She nodded and shoved me towards the bathroom.
"Shower. Now." I let out a sigh and did what she said, washing my hair. I walked out, tying my robe as I walked towards Lydia.
"Did you finish messing up my room yet?" She turned, her hands on her hips and a smile on her face.
"I think I did a pretty good job don't you?" She asked, completely ignoring my question. I looked to see what she'd laid out, there was a pair of plumb high wasted jeans and a grey crop top, with a pair of black heeled boots.
"Not to blow up your head anymore than anyone else has, but yeah." She smiled at me and looked away and froze.
"What's that?" She walked over to the stand that was covered in a tarp.
"Uh, nothing just a painting." I stated, trying to get her to not lift the tarp.
"Can I see it?"I stuttered, the words not finding the way out of my mouth. Lydia for some reason took this as a yes and lifted the tarp.
"Woah, who is that?" She asked, the painting wasn't finished but it was done enough for her to know it was a person.
"Um, just a friend." I responded, tucking a strand of wet hair behind my ear. "You know what? Um I'm gonna go get dressed." I began to walk towards my closet but turned around. "Um Lydia?" She turned. "Do you mind if I invite someone? To the party I mean."
"No of course not, invite whoever." I nodded as Lydia walked out of my room, telling me that she would see me later. I pulled out my phone and began dialing a familiar number.
Let's hope he's in a Christmas mood.
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"Lydia?" I called out as I walked into the large house. The living room was decorated, a tall tree in the corner. Lydia walked out in a red dress, her heels clicking on the tiles.
"Hey, Jackson's here, and so is Scott and Allison. And that weird twitchy friend of theirs." I laughed slightly and nodded my head walking further into the house. I walked in as they were playing a game and I watched as Jackson got pissed, probably because he lost.
"Hey King." Jackson greeted and I smiled, waving slightly.
After a while a few other people showed up, the party staying surprisingly small. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out, smiling as I read the text. I walked into the kitchen and found Lydia.
"Hey Lydia I'm just going to go say hi to someone outside, just thought to let you know. You know, in case you needed me." She nodded and I walked out.
Derek was leaning against his Camaro, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Hey." I greeted. He smiled as I approached.
"I didn't think you'd actually want to invite me to something like this. Considering the only people I know here hate me." I walked closer and he uncrossed his arms, leaning back in them.
"That's not true, I don't hate you." I said as I stopped in front of me.
"Oh, you don't?" He asked sarcastically. I shook my head dramatically and he laughed.
"C'mon, there's food." He looked as if he was thinking about it, as I silently hoped he would come in.
"Alright, you've convinced me." He stood up off of the car and I smiled, leading him inside. I walked in, the small group of people had migrated to the living, so everyone was there when we walked in.
"Um everyone this is Derek. Derek, this is um well everyone." Some of the people who didn't know him greeted him. I turned to him, "Uh the foods this way." We walked towards the kitchen, and as I passed Lydia she smiled.
We made it to the kitchen and Derek stayed in the doorway as I made my way to the fridge.
"You want anything to drink?" I asked as I reached into the fridge, Derek shaking his head. "You know I only asked you here so you could be social."
"Well I'm not very social," he said as I turned, opening the can soda.
"Yeah, like I haven't noticed." I retorted, taking a sip. I then walked closer towards him.
"Is that really the only reason you asked me to come?" I raised an eyebrow as he asked.
"Uh yeah, why else would I ask you to come? It's not like I legitimately enjoy your company." I said sarcastically.
"Maybe it's because you like me." I let out a snort.
"Yeah in your dreams Hale." I laughed lightly.
"Hey Olivia," I looked up as he began to speak. "Did you happen to look at the top of the doorframe before walking forward?" I shook my head and looked up.
Oh crap
"You planned this." I stated, slightly annoyed.
"I actually didn't, although I wish I did." I rolled my eyes and began to walk away, when he grabbed my arm. "Can't ignore tradition."
"Fine, but if I feel your tongue anywhere near the vicinity of my mouth, I rip your head off." He laughed my, shaking his head. He leaned down, kissing me quickly. Well, you'd probably call it a peck with how quick it was.
"You're welcome." He said after he stood up straight.
"Well aren't you a humble man of God."
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"You should've seen your face." Derek laughed slightly as he drove.
"I really shouldn't have. I probably looked like a tomato." To say the least, I was a little embarrassed.
"Only a little." We pulled up to my house and I unbuckled my seatbelt.
"Thanks for coming." I said as I looked up.
"Thank you for the invitation." He smiled genuinely and I smiled back.
"Merry Christmas Derek."
"Marry Christmas to you too, Olivia." I got out the car and made my way inside. I saw Marta standing near the tall tree near the stairs.
"How was the party?" She asked, looking away from the ornament she just put up.
"It was good." I replied, walking over to the box of ornament and pulling one out.
"Did anyone get stuck under the mistletoe?" I smiled slightly at her question before responding.
"Nah, they all somehow managed to avoid it." She pouted at my response.
"Well that's not any fun." I nodded at her statement.
"Yeah I guess, but the party was still great." I hung the ornament and continued grabbing more to hang.
"So, how's that friend of yours? Derek, was it?" She asked, smirking slightly. "I saw he dropped you off."
"He's good, he was at the party." She looked at me, her eyebrows raised.
"Then it really is a shame no one got stuck under the mistletoe." She said suggestively.
"Marta!" I said loudly, hitting her shoulder lightly. "You know what? Now I'm not gonna finish this tree with you. Goodnight." I said jokingly as I walked up the stairs, Marta's laughter carrying up the stairs.
I walked in and before I turned on the light I saw a silhouette standing near the window.
"Can there be a night where you don't show up in my room?" I asked as I turned on the light. Derek smirked and shrugged his shoulders.
"No, I like it in here." I rolled my eyes and walked towards my bedside drawer, pulling out my pajamas.
"Fine, just don't touch anything." He nodded, saying a quiet 'yes ma'am'.
I went to the bathroom, changing, brushing my teeth, and tying my hair up. I took out my contacts and put my glasses on. I then walked back into my room, walking to my desk chair, and watching as Derek sat on the edge of my bed.
"I've never told you this but you look nice with your glasses." Derek spoke up, breaking the comfortable silence.
"Thanks." I smiled genuinely as I pulled my legs to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. "So, Marta ships Delivia." He laughed, looking slightly confused.
"What the hell is a Delivia?" He asked as he continued to laugh.
"It's a ship name, like Scallison, that's Scott and Allison. Or even Jydia, that's Jackson and Lydia." I explained, Derek still looking confused.
"So Delivia is Derek and Olivia, I'm guessing." I nodded, feeling a slight blush creep onto my cheeks.
"It's crazy right?" He went to go respond when suddenly someone knocked on my door.
"Olivia, Who are you talking to?" I heard Marta's voice, muffled by the door.
"Um, I'm on the phone with Allison!" I yelled, hoping she would open the door.
"Okay, just thought I'd tell you I'm leaving. Tell Allison I said hello." I heard as she made her way down the stairs, and I let out a sigh. I turned away from the door.
"I should probably get going, you should probably get some rest." I nodded, creasing my eyebrows slightly as i followed him to my window. Before he went out the window, Derek leaned down, leaving a quick kiss on my forehead.
"Goodnight Olivia." With that he climbed out the window and jumped down, heading towards his car.
"Let's put this on the top of my best Christmas list." I said quietly before walking to my bed and lying down, welcoming the quietness of sleep.
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Happy Christmas!!!! *throws ornaments at you*
I thought I'd let the gang have a little holiday fun, so I hope you enjoyed this extra chapter. I'm probably going to do a New Years one as well so keep your eyes open for that. I don't have much to say other than happy holidays, so...
Stay awesome Gotham,
Lynn🌸