A/N: Hello everyone :) Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I've been quite busy. Hopefully I'll be able to write more during the holidays. This one's for my darling Meghan (FEEL BETTER DEARIE! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY!) and the ever so lovely Ailish :D
If I don't update before it, Merry Christmas everyone :)
"Good morning, my love." A voice whispers in my ear. "Merry Christmas." A smile spreads across my face as I stretch out my arms, allowing Matt to move on top of me. He lightly kisses my lips before breaking apart, giggling. "Let's go open presents." He says childishly, rolling out of bed as I groggily plant my feet on the floor to follow him.
Matt has been at my house for about a week, though he's been here often for Dom and Chris's birthdays earlier this month and Meghan's birthday which was just five days ago.
I meet him in the living room where he's holding a cup of coffee in one hand and mistletoe in the other. "Well aren't you romantic?" I yawn sarcastically as I walk toward him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I press my lips against his.
"Present time." Matt mutters, placing the coffee and mistletoe down on a counter to lift up a small red present. He shoves it into my hands, his eyes wide with excitement. "Open it, open it." He demands. Antagonizing him, I open the present very slowly. Inside is a box about the size of my hand. I quickly open it to reveal a silver chain with a yellow Muse guitar pick in the middle. Smiling, I flip it over to see a note scribbled in small letters on the back.
Merry Christmas, my beautiful. Love always, Matt.
"I know I've already bought you a necklace," Matt begins, my hand unconsciously moving to chain around my neck. "But I thought maybe you'd like this one and it would be a bit more personal." He explains. "I bought you other presents though, if you don't like it, I mean–"
"No, I love it!" I interrupt, taking it out of the box to place it on top of the fancier necklace. I lightly kiss his cheek."Now for your first present." He smiles as I walk over to my Christmas tree. I stand next to a tall, thick box with a huge grin on my face. I just know he's going to love this.
Matt starts tearing off the wrapping paper, stopping as he reaches the cardboard box. He rips the packaging tape off before opening the box. "Holy shit." He pulls out the guitar I secretly designed with the help of Hugh Manson. It's a shiny dark blue with a kaoss pad at the bottom. "This is beautiful! A Manson too! Did you help design this?"
"I most certainly did." I say proudly. "It has a built in fuzz factory and has seven strings, for Citizen Erased." Smiling and giggling, Matt examines the guitar then puts it on. "There's another thing in there, too. I think you'll like this one." I reach into the box to pull out a pedal.
"A new pedal!"
"Now you can play Muscle Museum again!" Matt stares at me with a raised eyebrow. I give him an innocent look as he quietly strums his new guitar.
"Are you hinting something?"
Looking down at my feet, I say, "Well, Dom did say he's missed playing it and it's a crowd favorite, including one of mine."
"I guess I'll be playing it soon then." He shrugs as he leans in to kiss my neck, making me giggle. Matt picks up a large present with a few smaller ones taped on top of it. "Here you go."
The presents on the top hold beautiful new fabrics and the bottom contains a new serger. "How did you know I needed a new one?" I ask him as I read the back of the machine's box.
"You were ranting about how yours was broken earlier this week." He tells me. We move on to open more of Matt's presents which are custom blazers and pants I made for him. To my excitement, I receive two plane tickets to Hawaii.
"I love Hawaii!" I squeal, throwing my arms around Matt.
"I know you do. I was thinking we could go sometime around your birthday." Grinning, I tell him that is fine. After all the presents are opened, I head to the kitchen to make the two of us crepes using a recipe Meghan taught me.
As I stir the ingredients, Matt asks out of the blue, "What songs would be played in your ideal Muse concert?" I'd made about fifteen Muse setlists throughout the years, knowing that they would most likely never be played due to the amount of b-sides and rarities. I stop what I'm doing to run upstairs. Rummaging through my drawers, I search for a list I made shortly after The Resistance's release. After returning downstairs, I hand him the list.
"I now present you with the most unrealistic Muse setlist of all time." Matt chuckles as he reads through the list. He folds it up and puts it in his pocket. "You took my list." I gasp sarcastically.
"It might come in handy someday."
"It's just Dom, Meghan, Emmett, Chris, Kelly, the kids, and a few of Dom's friends, babe, they don't care how you look." Matt says as I attempt to curl the same strand of hair for at least the twentieth time a few hours later.
Groaning, I whine, "But I look awful." Matt leans against the wall, staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.
"I think you look beautiful. You always do." I turn away from the mirror to smile lovingly at him. He is so incredibly sweet. I place the curling iron down to wrap my arms around his neck.
"That's not true, but you look quite handsome yourself." I say, resting my forehead against his.
"Well that's because I have my lovely new Maddy Pensuri jacket on." Grabbing him by the jacket, I pull him in to a passionate kiss.
"Matthew Bellamy, how I adore you so. Too bad the rest of the world doesn't realize that." I sigh, referring to the amount of crap that has been floating around the tabloids. I thought the "Maddy Stole Matt from Me" tabloid was bad, but they've only gotten worse. So far, I've been accused cheating, many fights with Kate, including one fist fight, and stealing money from the band.
Matt comfortingly rubs my back. "Babe, as long as we know those things aren't true, nothing matters. Kate's just jealous that I've found someone a million times more beautiful, smart, and talented than she is."
"I also don't date every guy I talk to." Matt laughs, embarrassment at the fact he dated someone like Kate showing on his face.
"Yes, that's certainly true."
"Merry Christmas!" I shout as I walk through the door of Dom's house, struggling to hold the large presents in my arms. "I've missed you!" I squeal, followed by laughter from Dom, Meghan, and Emmett at the fact I've seen more than enough of them this month. A few other friends of Dom's chat in small clusters around his house, nodding at Matt and I with polite smiles.
"Ooh, more presents?" Meghan asks, for I showered her with enough presents on her birthday, including a necklace I designed for her. I hand Meghan her gift of makeup and cooking utensils, Emmett rowing shorts, and Dom leopard print socks, shirts, and skinny jeans.
Dom laughs hysterically as he opens his present. "Well, now I'll never be without leopard print."
"You know you love my gifts, especially the pants. It's two of your favorite things in one. Tight jeans and leopard print." I tease, realizing I've given nearly everyone clothes. Dom hands me an envelope. I open it to find yet another pair of tickets. However, I realize these are concert tickets.
"Thank you, Dominic dear! You know how much I love Coldplay!" I throw myself into the drummer's arms.
"I was thinking you, me, and Matt could go together." He says quietly, surprised at the fact he would like to go by himself as the third wheel.
The doorbell rings, halting our conversation and the exchange of presents. Chris, Kelly, and their five young children enter through the door.
I swoon over Buster who was born into the Wolstenholme family just last month. Matt gives me an amused look as I hold the baby in my arms. Chris's daughter, Ava-Jo, giddily runs up to me. "I like your dress." She announces. "Will you make me one?"
"Of course." I reply sweetly. Her face glows with excitement as she runs off to tell her parents the news. I can't help but to smile at how cute she is. Meghan has no plans for children at the moment, but I've always longed for a daughter to make little outfits for and dress up.
I look over at Dom who's standing by himself as Meghan assists Emmett in the kitchen, Chris mutters something to Kelly as his kids run around the house, and Matt places a hand on my back. Dom is alone, without a partner.
"Hey Dom." I call across the room, grasping his attention. "Where's Ashley?" Dom looks down at his feet as I mention the girl he's been seeing for a few months.
"She broke up with me." He mutters shamefully. "Guess she didn't want me anymore." I run up to Dom to embrace him.
"Aww, mate it's alright." Matt says, patting his friend on the back.
"Yeah, she doesn't deserve you anyway." I reassure him as Meghan and Chris come up to comfort him as well. "Tell you what, I've invited a good friend of Meghan and I's to my New Year's party who I think will be perfect for you. Her name's Courtney. She's an actress." Dom contemplates this idea for a moment.
"Oh Courtney. I've missed that girl." Meghan sighs. "I think you two could hit it off." Dom finally nods, seeming happy with the idea.
Later that night, I call up Courtney to tell her of my plans. "I think you and Dom would make a very cute couple." I say. "The two of you have both been looking for serious relationships for a while and you guys are a lot alike. You're basically perfect for each other." Courtney sighs from the other side of the phone.
"I don't know. I've been so busy lately finishing up this movie. I don't think I have time for a relationship right now."
"Well the tour will probably be ending once your movie's wrapped up, so maybe you guys can just see how things go on New Year's and then try things out after you two aren't so busy." She sighs once more. My phone starts beeping alerting me Meghan is trying to call in. She and Emmett decided to stay in a hotel this trip to give her and Emmett privacy as well as Matt and I. Meghan also didn't want to be a burden, always staying at my house, despite the fact I enjoy having my friend stay. As much as I love having her, however, the guys go back on tour shortly after the holidays and I've been cherishing my time alone with Matt.
For a moment I question Courtney and Dom as a couple, since it would be even harder for them to spend time with each other. Hoping Courtney will deal with a distant relationship better than I do, I end our phone call, confirming her arrival in London a few days from now.
I switch lines to talk to Meghan. "Hey, what's up?"
"Did I leave my sweater at Dom's?"
"Yeah, but I brought it back for you. I can bring it to you if you want, or I can just give it to you on New Year's."
"Nah I can just come pick it up at your place if that's okay. And besides, this hotel is depressing me. The kitchen sucks." I tell her it's fine and hang up the phone.
Matt comes up from behind me kisses my neck. "I hope she doesn't stay too long. I still have to give you my last Christmas present."