Ally's POV;

Austin's parents gave me a gift card for mattresses. I said that they shouldn't have but they said that they insist. Austin offered me to give them to him so he could burn them; I told him that I'm very grateful. We left the house early to visit the mall, it's always amazing on Christmas day. The lights are on and the atmosphere is like Times Square on New Year's Eve, amazing. I didn't know exactly why Austin wanted to take me but I didn't mind going. Austin took me to the pond that I used to visit when I was younger, I didn't know he knew where it was.

"Other than kiss you, there's something that I've wanted to do with you for a while," Austin admitted.

I was a little worried.

"Not that," He took my hand. "May I have this dance?"

"Sure," I grinned.

Austin put one of my earphones into his and my ear and played a slow song. I put my hands onto his shoulder; I didn't know he was so good at slow dancing. "You're fantastic but the song's over,"

"Too bad," He turned the iPod off. "If only there was something else to do…" Austin moved over to a tree, his phone started vibrating.

"Yeah, are you going to get that?" I laughed.

-/-

It turned out to be Austin's grandmother saying Merry Christmas. It's very sweet of her to call her grandson but I could tell that Austin didn't want to speak to her. After they had finished talking I wanted to take him somewhere. Austin thought that I was going to take him to see Swamp Bride but there was no way I was going to sit through a three hour movie that consisted of the brides being eaten. Instead I took him to the park for a picnic. Couples always come here on Christmas but I haven't been with anyone before.

"Ally, we're the youngest couple here," Austin moaned, picking up a muffin from the basket.

"So, I've always wanted to come here when I was little," I sighed.

Austin laid down on the blanket. "Hey, there are initials on this tree, A+A,"

I turned around and looked, he was right. "Did you write that?"

"No, I didn't. It must be some cute old couple, 1963 – now,"

"Awe, that is cute, I wish that was like us!" I reread the engraving.

"Maybe it could,"

Austin gave me his muffin. "Blueberry's not my thing," I took it and he smirked at me.

"How can you not like blueberry? Weirdo," He punched me lightly.

Austin's POV;

Hey, Ally can I kiss you now? No, snap out of it, Austin. Every time when I look into her eyes I think about kissing her. I'm so glad that we've left that picnic place now, I don't think I would be able to cope any longer. We went home; my parents are working on Christmas which is sad. On like every occasion they keep it open for more money. Mom left us some baking mix to make a large cake, I don't know about Ally but I'm really bad at baking so I might just leave her to do it. Then again I don't want to be the guy that can't make a cake. I poured the cake mix into a bowl without reading the instructions. Ally read the back of the box and put the oven on, I knew that. She added butter, sugar and eggs. Ally must have made a lot of cakes when she was younger.

"Can I mix?" I asked eagerly, I picked up the electric whisk. "The cake I mean,"

"Oh okay," Ally remarked, wiping her hands.

"Yee!" I pressed the on button and whisked the mix, I think I was a little fast because Ally took over. There goes Ally Dawson overtaking me working, I'll just decorate the cake later.

"Next, pour it into the tin,"

"Can I lick when it's finished?" I took the bowl. "I meant the mix,"

"Yes, you can lick the bowl,"

The tin was put in front of me and I poured the mix into the tin. When it was filled all the way down I was allowed to lick the bowl while Ally put the tin into the oven, mmm. As soon as I knew it, it was all gone!

"Hey, Blondie, you have cake on your face," Ally took the cake off my face and tasted it. "Chocolaty, nice,"

-/-

Once the cake was ready to come out the oven, Ally let me decorate it with chocolate icing and she added white chocolate shavings. Mom's going to be so proud of us; I can't wait till we all taste it, almost as much as I can't wait until we kiss. I put the cake aside and tried not to eat it, I could tell that Ally wanted to try it too but we had to wait. I'm so hungry, I checked the refrigerator. The turkey was uncooked, what the heck, Dad? There was a note on the turkey:

Austin, please leave the turkey in the oven for four hours.

~Dad

Other instructions were on the back; I opened the oven door and placed the turkey inside. Never in my life have I ever cooked a turkey but I like turkey so if anyone gets food poisoning it's on me. I set the oven and put the egg timer on. This will be a very anticipating four hours of my life.

"How about a Christmas sing along?" I suggested, getting my guitar out as Ally sat on the couch with me.

"Sure, what song?" Ally agreed.

"I wanna hear you sing… Santa Baby," I'm going to put her on the spot but I want to hear her sing. Before she said that she didn't know the words I put them up on my laptop. "When you're ready,"

"Mean,"

Smiling, I strummed my guitar and began playing.

"Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me, I've been an awful good girl, Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight,"

"I feel bad, I'll do the next part, even though I'll sound gay," I took a deep breath. "Santa baby, a '54 convertible, too, light blue, well I'll wait up for you, dear, Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight, yeah. Think of all the fun I've missed,"

Ally joined in with me. "Think of all the boys I haven't kissed," I laughed and continued to play.

"Next year I could be just as good," Probably not.

"If you check off my Christmas list, Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot, I've been an angel all year, Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight," Ally signalled to me.

"Santa, honey, there's one more thing I really do need, the deed, to a platinum mine, Santa honey, so hurry down the chimney tonight," I scrolled the screen on my laptop down.

"Come and trim my Christmas tree,"

"With some decorations bought at Tiffany's,"

"I really do believe in you,"

"Let's see if you believe in me," Ally looked into my eyes, did she have to?

"Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring, and I don't mean on the phone, Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight," (1)

We both clapped as the song was over and Ally curtsied.

"Wow, you have an amazing voice…" I stammered.

"Thank you, so did you really want to give me a ring? Just kidding,"

"Phew…"

Ally's POV;

"When are your parents coming home?" I wondered, looking through the window.

"Honestly, I have no idea," Austin remarked. "Hey, is that a bunny on a bicycle?" He pointed out the window.

"No," I sat on the arm of the couch.

"Do you want to go in the garden? We could do some cloud watching…"

"Okay, you know how much I love cloud watching…"

Austin led me to the garden door. As he opened the door I noticed that hanging off the top of the frame was a piece of mistletoe. He turned around and faced me.

"I'm sorry, Ally, looks like we'll have to kiss to get past," Austin scratched his head. "I don't want to get bad luck and…" He pointed directly to the mistletoe. It was cute how out of all the places he put it there. I tried looking around to see if he put it up but he didn't. I thought that the most logic place to put it was as soon as you came in, that would be awkward if his friends randomly came in.

"Awe, I hate bad luck, I guess we can't go outside," I played on.

"I can take that chance, or…" Austin bent down a little to kiss me; I leaned in until our lips touched. He put his arm around my waist. His lips were so soft and sweet; Austin pulled away and smiled, shyly. "Merry Christmas, Ally,"

A/N - ...and that's mischievous Austin for you! (1) - Santa Baby - Taylor Swift's version. Happy New Year to my followers and reviewees, I hit 40 follows, that's awesome. THANK YOU! :')