a/n: Merry Christmas! I can't sleep so I decided to write this fic. Just a Christmas one shot. Enjoy!
My keys dropped to the pavement with a heavy clunk, and I sighed as I bent to pick them up. I shifted the bags with all of my Christmas Eve groceries to the side, so I could twist my key into the slot of my apartment.
I adored my apartment. It was more like half of a house, that was located in pretty much the middle of nowhere, but absolutely gorgeous in the winter. Snow covered the roof, and the trees made the backyard seem like a winter wonderland. I'd bought the house three years ago, right out of college.
The only downside to the house, was my housemate. The house was split almost down the middle. I lived on the left, while Austin Moon lived on the right.
Austin was hands down, a jerk. He went out of his way to annoy and taunt me, and frankly, the man drove me crazy.
I felt something cold and wet slide down my back, and I just about jumped out of my shoes.
Dropping my brown bags, I scratched frantically at my back, trying to stop the cold.
"Oh my god," said a voice from behind me. "You're adorable when you jump around like that."
I froze, and turned slowly. Behind me, Austin had his hands in his pockets, a grin on his stupidly handsome face.
Even through my fog of anger, I couldn't help but notice how attractive Austin was.
His floppy blond hair stood straight up, and his cheekbones could have been sculpted by Michel Di Angelo.
"Austin, aren't we a little old to be throwing snow balls?" I growled at him.
He leaned against the doorway, looking completely at ease. "Isn't that what Christmas is for? Being a little kid again."
I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't quite keep the smile off my face. "Austin. I'm pretty sure that only counts if you don't act like a kid the entire year."
He laughed, his shoulder still blocking me from getting through the front door. "I like to keep the Christmas spirit alive all year."
"Whatever, Austin." I pushed against his hard body, making my body tingle a little, so I could get into my apartment.
Shutting the door on Austin's departing figure, I set my groceries on the counter.
I loved to cook, and Christmas Eve was always a chance to go wild in the kitchen. I opened the fridge, humming, as I began to get out all the things I would need for dinner.
My parents were flying in for Christmas this year, and I was so excited. My work and the fact that i lived in the middle of no where made my life pretty solitary. And I didn't mind that. But no one wants to spend Christmas alone.
Turning up the Christmas station, I began to cook.
The sound of my phone blaring "All I Want for Christmas is You," brought me out of my cooking faze.
The caller ID read Parents, and I smiled. They were probably almost here.
"Hello?"
"Oh, Ally." My mother's voice sounded worried. "I'm afraid we have bad news."
I frowned. "What's wrong?"
My mom paused. "Well, sweetheart. Because of all the snow our flight got cancelled, and, well, we aren't going to be able to come for Christmas after all."
My heart plummeted, and I sat down on the couch. I was going to spend Christmas alone.
"Ally, honey, are you still there?"
I swallowed. "Yeah, mom, I'm still here."
"Ally, we're so sorry sweetheart and if there was any other way-"
"Mom." I cut her off. She would ramble all night if I let her. "It's okay. It's not your fault."
My mom breathed out an obvious sigh of relief. "Thank goodness you understand. And don't worry, dear, we'll try to fly out as soon as possible."
"All right, mom. I'll, uh, see you both soon then."
Hanging up, I fell back against my couch. This sucked. Royally.
Dragging my feet, I got up to put all of the food in the fridge. What was the point in cooking a big meal if it was just going to be me eating it?
Resigning myself to a Christmas Eve in front of the tv, I sat down on the couch. Flipping through the channels, I stopped on a romcom where someone would probably discover that the true meaning of Christmas was family.
I only got through a few minutes when the power cable sparked and all of my lights went out.
Groaning, I fell back against my couch cushions. "Could this night get any fucking worse?"
Apparently, it could. Within a half hour of the power going out, my house became so incredibly cold I couldn't sit still without freezing my arse off.
The worst part was that when I looked at Austin's half of the house, I realized that his power had so somehow not gone out.
After an hour of the unbearable cold, I had resigned myself to my fate. If I didn't want to freeze to death, I was going to have to spend Christmas with Austin Moon.
Wrapped in a wool blanket, I pulled open my door, and walked across the balcony. Knocking on Austin's door, I pulled my blanket around my shoulders.
Austin opened the door, wearing the most ridiculous Christmas sweater I had ever seen. Okay, maybe it was a little cute, but I was too upset with the world to be happy about it.
He crossed his arms, and smirked at me. "Ally Dawson knocking on my door. On Christmas Eve no less."
I rolled my eyes, but bit my tongue. I needed to be nice to him. "The power went out in my apartment, and I was wondering if I could, um, hand out in yours for a bit."
Austin crossed his arms, and one of his eyebrows went up, making him look annoyingly adorable.
"Well, maybe if you say please."
Ugh. I did not want to beg.
"How about if I make you dinner instead?"
Austin thought about it for a second. "All right. I guess that's acceptable."
He stepped back a little, giving me just enough room to slip past him.
I forgot about how annoying he was when I felt how warm his apartment was, though.
"Oh my god. You have a fire!"
I rushed to sit down, putting my freezing hands out in front of me. "That is so nice."
Austin sat down beside me, and I felt my body leaning towards his, craving his body heat.
"I made it this afternoon. Trying to get in the Christmas spirit."
He frowned, and looked at me. "Hey, aren't your parents coming?"
I gaped at him. "How did you know that?"
He sniffed. "Well, I do occasionally notice the things that go on around me."
I hadn't thought he even cared.
"Oh, well. Sorry."
He bumped my shoulder. "It's fine. I was kidding."
I smiled at him, blushing a little. "Well, anyway, they were supposed to, but their flight got cancelled.
He looked at me. "Ah. That sucks."
I nodded, looking back into the fire. "Yes, yes it does. But I'll survive."
"Well, hey I'm alone for Christmas too.
Maybe we could be alone together."
For some reason, Austin's words made my heart skip a beat. I swallowed, Austin was annoying. Hot, but annoying. And I certainly did not have any feelings for him. Right?
I picked myself up from beside the fire. "I'll, uh, be right back. I'm just gonna get the stuff to make dinner with."
He looked a little startled, but nodded.
I was so very confused. I grabbed the food from my fridge, all the while contemplating why the hell Austin Moon was giving me goosebumps.
Pulling the door to Austin's apartment open, I lugged the heavy bags through the door.
Austin surprised me yet again by taking the bags from my arms, and setting them on the kitchen counter.
"Oh. Thanks." I smiled at him.
He grinned at me, his brown eyes so sincere. "No problem."
I started taking things out of the bag, and Austin put his hands in his pockets. "So, do you need any help?"
"Yeah, sure. Could you chop those carrots and put the salad together?" I pointed to all the things he would need.
We worked side by side in the kitchen. Our arms or elbows occasionally brushing, and it felt so entirely. . . domestic. And for some reason, it made me so unbelievably happy.
And more than a little turned on.
"So, Austin how come you're spending Christmas alone?" I wanted to know why he didn't have any friends or family over.
Austin shrugged, and his shoulders distracted me for a second.
"My family couldn't come, and there wasn't anyone I really wanted to invite, except. . ." He trailed off.
"Except who?" I prompted.
"Oh, uh, nothing." He looked a little flustered, the tips of his ears pink.
I gave him a look, but said nothing, turning back to the turkey that I was dressing.
This night was just full of surprisings. I mean I was cooking dinner with Austin Moon. On Christmas.
And sitting down at the table, I decided it was probably one of the best things I'd ever eaten.
We laughed and talked over the food, each of us sharing stories from our childhood Christmases.
Austin was like a completely different person. A person I definitely wanted to get to know better.
We brought our dishes in to the kitchen. I washed and he dried.
"Maybe my power going out wasn't the worst thing in the world. I mean, we both would've spent Christmas alone."
Austin grinned at me. "Thank god something decided to fall on your side of the power line."
I laughed, and handed him a dish. "You know, I kind of thought you hated me before tonight."
Austin stood still. "What? Why would you think that?"
I swallowed. "I mean, you were always teasing me, and I thought that you didn't. . ."
Austin set down the dish he was drying. "Thought that I didn't like you?"
I nodded, my cheeks pink now.
What Austin did next was the biggest surprise all night.
Moving so fast, I didn't have time to react, he placed on hand on either side of my waist, caging me in.
His chest pressed against my back, and shivers raced down my body.
"How could you think I didn't like you?" Austin's voice was hot in my ear, and my brain was turning into mush.
"I, I don't know. I just-"
"Do you still think I hate you?" Austin pressed his waist into me, and I could feel his erection on my ass.
I gulped. "N-no."
Austin's mouth was on my neck now, his lips like fire on my skin. I leaned back against his strong chest, loving being in his arms.
My head tilted even farther back as Austin's lips reached my ear.
"I have a confession."
I gasped, as he bit down on my ear.
"I've always loved you. From the minute I first saw you. . ."
I needed to know how that sentence ended. Twisting around in his arms, I placed my hands on his chest. "You what?"
He pressed his forehead against mine. "I knew you were my forever girl."
My stomach erupted with butterflies.
His forehead was still pressed against mine, his eyes closed.
I placed my hand on his cheek, and he opened his eyes to look at me.
We stared at each other for a moment, and then something erupted.
Suddenly, his lips were on mine, his tongue pressing against mine.
I wrapped my fingers in his hair, holding him to me.
Austin's hands were everywhere. They slipped under my sweater, and I gasped at the feel of his calloused hands against my skin.
Austin picked me up and set me on the counter, never breaking our kiss. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his erection brush against my center.
I moaned, and dragged him closer.
Austin's hot breath was against my ear. "Oh god, Ally. You're so beautiful."
I had never had sex with anyone I really liked, or maybe even loved before, and now I knew why it was so good. Everything felt so much better, because Austin was in my heart.
"Bedroom. Bedroom, now." I patted his back, as he continued to torture me with slow kisses.
Austin's eyes met mine, and he grinned. Picking me up and swinging me, so that I was slung across his shoulder, he moved us to his bedroom.
"Austin." I was giggling like a crazy person.
He winked at me, and then pulled off his sweater and shirt. My heart was beating like crazy. I had never wanted anything the way I wanted Austin Moon.
I lay flat on the bed, my stomach going up and down like crazy.
Austin pulled off his pants, leaving him in tight briefs.
Every part of him was absolutely gorgeous, and I wanted him.
"Austin. Get over here."
Austin grinned, sliding on top of me. "Impatient, are we?"
My hands traveled up his abdomen, feeling his muscles clench under my fingertips.
And then Austin's hands were on my body again, and I lost the ability to think.
He pulled my sweater up over my head. Scooting back, Austin pulled my jeans down over my legs, never breaking our eye contact.
I lay in just my bra and panties, my entire body shaking with anticipation.
Austin moved back over top of me, his chest brushing against my breasts.
The large swell of his erection on my tummy was enough to drive me crazy.
"Oh god, Austin. You feel so good."
Austin kissed down my neck, down into the valley between my breasts.
I arched my back, and Austin took the opportunity to unclasp my bra.
And then his mouth was on my nipples, sucking and biting. It was almost enough to make me come right there.
I slipped my hands into the waistband of Austin's brief, wanting to feel his cock. Wanting it to be inside of me.
My hands ran up and down his length, and Austin shuddered, his mouth biting down hard on one of my nipples.
"Fuck!" I wrapped my free hand into Austin's hair, my back coming all the way off the bed.
Austin's hands danced down my tummy, his fingers rubbing me over my underwear.
"Austin." I moaned, my lips against his neck, my hand still on his cock.
Austin slipped a finger inside my panties, tracing my clit.
It felt so god damn good.
"Austin." It was more of a whimper than a demand. "I need you inside of me."
Austin's eyes met mine, a smile on his face. "I'm gonna make love to you, Ally. On Christmas Eve."
I smiled, but soon Austin was tearing off my panties and positioning himself over top of me.
I was so wet, and the cold air only made it worse.
Austin looked into my eyes as he slid into me.
We both groaned, as he reached the hilt. "Oh, fuck. Ally, you feel so good."
Austin's mouth reached for one of my nipples, and I held on to the bedpost as our bodies moved in unison.
The room was a hot mess of loud groans, and shaky movements and soon I felt my orgasm.
I groaned, as Austin came inside of me.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Ally."
My hands were on Austin's back, and it almost physically hurt when he disentangled himself from me.
Austin lay down next to me, and I put my head on his chest.
The clock beeped midnight, and Austin laughed.
"What?"
He giggled. "Nothing. It's nothing."
I elbowed him in the ribs. "Now you have to tell me."
Austin smiled. "It's just, every year for Christmas I wish for you. And now I've got you."
a/n: I love Christmas. So, if you want I could do a New Years update for these two. Let me know!
