OH MY GOSH GUYS SORRY SORRY SORRY! But no one reviewed. It made me sad…anyways. I don't think this will be the last chapter. At least…right now I don't.
I whispered to Oliver to entertain the neighbors while I went and changed. He nodded and walked over to the family taking off their coats and shoes.
I hurried upstairs to my room. I flicked through my closet, finding one of my few Christmas shirts. I held it up in front of me, seeing if I wanted to wear it. It was a black long sleeved shirt with "Kiss me" in swirly red letters across the front. It had little bunches of mistletoe surrounding it.
I frowned at it, tossing it aside. I sifted through my closet yet again. I found the one I had been looking for. It was a dark green 3-quarter sleeved shirt with 2 candy canes making a heart. I smiled.
Oliver had given it to me last Christmas. I switched my shirts and looked in my full length mirror. I decided to change my jeans as well. I changed into my low-rise jeans that had red glitter on them.
I looked at myself in the mirror and giggled. It almost looked like Valentines Day instead of Christmas. I shrugged and went downstairs. Oliver was being "the perfect host". I giggled and he turned around.
He looked me up and down and grinned. I blushed and greeted the people who had come while I was gone. I went to the stereo and put in a few Christmas cds. I turned it on and it started playing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.
A few of the kids screamed in delight and started jumping around. I laughed at them dancing around the living room. I mingled with the parents, telling them why my parents were absent and such.
Once everyone was here I had gotten out all the food I needed to. I scanned the room and watched as everyone snacked, chatted, and danced. Oliver came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. "When are your parents coming back?" he whispered into my neck.
"Sometime after Christmas." I answered, spinning to face him. He smiled, then frowned. "Christmas alone?" he asked. I nodded. He seemed to think for a minute. "No you won't. I'll be with you." He smiled and wrapped me in a hug.
I smiled and held him close. He was wearing the cologne I had given him for his birthday last year. I breathed in. The holiday scene around me seemed to melt away and I was in a bubble of complete serenity.
Again, sorry!