The Holiday

Hey guys this is my first story so go easy on me okay. It is based on the movie the holiday.

cc is okay, flames will be used to roast weenies. I own nothing.

Hi, my name is Maximum Royson. I am 26 years old. I have mid-back golden blonde hair and bright ocean blue eyes. I am a movie producer in L.A. Some say I'm living the life- luxury home, well-paying job, good looks- but my life seems to lack love amd I'm a bit of a work-a-holic. I have just broken up with yet another boyfriend, Sam. Uhhgg! He is just such a dickhead!

~flashback~

I had just gotten finished editing a movie trailer in my home office and was about to jead up to bed. It was 1:30 a.m. and I heard the door open. I went downstairs and was relieved to see it was only Sam. But it was odd, he had been coming home really late for the past two weeks. This time however his shirt was half-way undone, his fly was down, he was wearing no shoes, and his hair was disheavled. He wasn't drunk, because I could smell no alcohol, he hadn't been mugged, because I could see no marks or bruises, but what I could see was lipstick on his face, 3 hickies on his neck, and a bulge in his pants.

"You bastard! You've been cheating on me!" I screamed at him. His face looked guilty but only for a moment.

"Of course not babe. You're my one and only."

"Then explain this!" I gestured to his appearance.

"W-w-well, well you see, we-we were ummm, were uhhh. Okay! I admit it, I was cheating on you!"

"How long?" I asked calmly, steel in my voice.

"A couple months." I sucked in a breath.

"How old?"

"What?"

"How old is she?"

"She's uh, she's 20. She's my assistant." I looked at him and decided that he was never worth my time in the first place.

"Get out," I said.

"What? Babe, come on. Can't we talk about this?" He pleaded.

"No," I screamed, "I've been putting up with your crap for too long. I can't take this anymore! We are through! Just go! I'll send you your stuff tomorrow once I've calmed down."

"But..."

"No! Just go Sam!"

~end of flashback~

I sat there after he left trying to find it in me to cry. I couldn't. I tried, but the tears justwouldn't come. I went to sleep, but I was a restless one and I woke up tired and desperately wanting to sleep some more. Christmas was coming soon and I had to work twice as hard because it was a popular release time for films.

After I got ready I went downstairs and found Jimmy and Claire finishing up a trailer. I grabbed a coffee and walked up behind them watching the finished product. When it was over I smiled, satisfied with it.

"Great job guys. However make Christmas Day more red, not like a red red though, like a happy red. Other than that it's perfect."

"Thanks Max," Jimmy said.

"You know what guys, I think I'm going to take a vacation. I really need one, I've been super stressed lately. I mean I can't even remember the last time I read a book. I have so many that I've never read, I've read the reviews and gotten them but I've never actually gotten around to reading them."

"Ummm, Max are you okay? You never take vacations and it's Christmas, our busiest time of the year." Said Claire lokking at me as if I were crazy.

"I'm fine, I could just use a break that's all." With that I left and went upstairs to look for good vacation spots. I was looking for a place to go when a website caught my eye, house swap. I clicked on it. I decide to look in surrey. There was a cute little cottage posted there. I messaged the owner asking about it. He/she responded almost immediately. It turns out it was a girl named Nudge.

'Hi. Would you be interested in swapping houses with me?'

'Yeah. Where do you live? Is it warm there? Is there lots of places to visit? Are there lots of people?'

'I live in L.A. It's very warm. There are lots of places to visit. There are plenty of people. How big is your house?'

'Small, but cozy. Yours?'

'Decent, bigger than yours.'

'Not that hard.'

'Are there any men in your town?' There was a pause.

'None.'

'How soon can I come?'

'Tomorrow to soon?'

'Not at all.'

'So it's settled, two weeks at eachothers houses.'

'Cant wait.' I smiled and started to pack. I had a feeling this was a vacation I wouldn't forget.