Title: Mistletoe

Prompt: Christmas

Summary: Christmas = Mistletoe. Mistletoe + Cece and Ty = A fluffy holiday one-shot

Note: I wrote this back in December, but haven't uploaded 'til now… Sorry!

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing!

Cece's POV

"Cece, please stay here while I go and get Ty and Deuce." Rocky begged as we entered her apartment. It was decorated beautifully for Christmas.

"Fine." I said, sitting on her couch, "I'll stay here all alone, while you go get your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend!" She cried indignantly, "Yet." She added as she walked away.

And so I sat there on her couch for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes. I idly turned on Rocky's radio, and walked over to the window, to look down upon the city.

"Hey, Cece." I jumped as Ty walked in. My heart raced. I took a deep breath. Calm down, Cece. It's just Ty. Just your best friend's older brother. Just your best friend's extremely good-looking older brother… Snap out of it!

"Hey." I replied casually, hoping he didn't see the battle raging within me.

He looked over at the radio, and started nodding his head to the beat. Pretty soon, he was full out dancing. I couldn't help but stare at him as he moved for the rest of the song.

The next song came on. She-wolf by Shakira. I stood up and walked over to him, "This," I challenged, "Is how we do it on Shake it Up." All awkwardness disappeared as I lost myself in the music.

As the song progressed, we moved closer and closer together. Our dancing turned slightly synchronized, as if it had been choreographed.

The next song was a slow, romantic song. She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5. He grabbed my hand with one hand, and put the other on my waist. I put my other hand on his shoulder, and we started slow dancing. The rest of the world dissolved around us. It was just me, him, and the song as I lost myself in his chocolate brown eyes.

Deuce's POV

"Hey Deuce!" Rocky hollered as she jogged over to where I was standing, "I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come hang out with me and Cece for a while."

"Sure, why not?" I tried to sound suave and casual about it, though I was longing to scream 'yesyesyesyesyes!' like a child.

"Cool. Where's Ty?"

"He left about a half hour ago. Went home."

"Oh, well, at least Cece will have some company now."

Looking into her eyes, I realized that she must not know about how they both obviously felt about each other.

Cece's POV

When the song ended, we stood there staring into each other's eyes, not moving an inch. Then I smiled and tilted my head back.

"Mistletoe," I whispered, for we were standing underneath some. He looked up discretely to verify. Then he tentatively leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine.

The kiss was short, slow, and sweet. I felt the hand that had been holding mine rest on my waist, and I moved mine around his neck, pulling him closer. When we pulled apart, we looked into each other's eyes, both smiling. Then, we simultaneously tilted our heads to the side and brought our lips crashing together.

This kiss was different; fast, almost frenzied. There was a different feel to it. The last one had been sweet and romantic. This one was passionate and hungry.

His hands moved up to cup my face, holding my lips against him. I circled mine tighter around his neck. One of my hands snaked up the back of his neck, tangling itself in his hair and pressing him down against me. It could have been hours, or possibly days before the sound of breaking glass brought us back to reality.

No one's POV (third person)

Rocky brought Deuce into the house, and led him into the kitchen. "You want something to drink?"

"Sure, got any Coke?"

"Yep." she replied as a grabbed the two-liter out of the fridge, and poured it into a glass. "Come on, Ty and Cece got to be around here somewhere!"

The two walked out into the living room and stopped dead. Rocky looked as if she were about to pass out. Deuce choked on the Coke he had been drinking. As he stared at Cece and Ty, the glass slipped out of his hand, and hit the floor with an almighty crash.

Ty's POV

We jumped apart and saw Rocky and Deuce staring at us like we had been doing something illegal. Probably is, Said that nasty voice at the back of my head, kissing your little sister's best friend probably is illegal, or it should be. Broken glass covered the floor, and saw the pool of brown, fizzy soda that must have been in the glass before it shattered.

Rocky recovered from her shock, and took to glaring at me. She grabbed Cece by the wrist and dragged her away.

As she did, I couldn't help but replay the scene in my head, all guilt disappearing; it was worth it.