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Sorry I haven't gotten a chance to update this just yet. Been pretty busy, with helping my parents plan out a new store/school/etc.
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Christmas shopping part 2 of 2
James's POV
After a good breakfast, a nice shower, (and might I add, tons of taunts and jokes and punchies from Kendall and Logan) Mama K piled us all into her car and drove us to the mall.
"Today is the last day I'm taking you all shopping for Christmas…the rest you guys can do online at home. The mall is hectic, irritating mess this time of year." She grumbled. I chuckled and it earned me an elbow nudging from Kendall. I stifled my laughter as his mom quickly pulled into a parking space and we all climbed out quickly, wanting to get in and get out soon.
I looked over as Kendall took Logan's hand and they began swinging their entwined hands, making Logan blush as they showed off their coupling. I turned to Carlos and smiled, reaching for his hand when I got a better idea.
"Hey, Carlos, want a piggy back ride?" he looked at me, eyes filled with happiness.
"Would I!" he said after a moment and then hopped on my back. I staggered for a moment but then got a good hold on his legs and began carrying him across the parking lot. He held open the door, giving me time to slide us in behind Katie and Mama K.
"James! I want a piggy back ride!" the eleven year old cried. I laughed as she pouted and Carlos stuck his tongue out at her in a playful way, but I felt the grip Carlos had around my neck increase.
"Later, okay, Katie-bug?" she beamed and nodded before disappearing in a crowd. I arched an eyebrow and turned towards Mama K, Carlos's legs swinging to hit my sides.
"Mama K, Katie-"
"Is in the arcade, I know." She interrupted. Kendall patted my shoulder and laughed.
"Since Katie was five, every time we come to the mall, she disappears and we always find her in the arcade. Every two weeks, the owner adds a new game, new prize, or even goes there to get a high score on all arcade games."
"She has to go defend her arcade name!" Carlos beamed, and then stopped.
"Wait! What's her nickname on there?!" he cried. Kendall, Logan and Mama K all arched an eyebrow at him, watching the Latino panic.
"Umm…The Kit-Kat bug, I think…" Kendall said quietly. I was launched backwards a little as Carlos leaped off my back and hugged me, before running away.
"Carlos! Where are you going!?" I laughed at him.
"TO DEFEND MY ARCADE HIGH SCORE! I COULDN'T FIGURE OUT WHO WAS ALWAYS BEATING ME!" he cried as he disappeared in a crowd. I pinched the bridge of my nose and laughed as I turned back towards the rest of our group.
"Well, I'm sort of glad, he's gone. I have to go buy Christmas presents. Don't catch up; I'll meet up with you guys later!" I called as I jogged away, squeezing my way through crowds. I searched for the store I was looking for and then headed in, smiling as I made my way to the cashier up front. I smiled at the man working there, watching my contagious smile spread on to his face. I leaned on the counter a little and looked at his name tag, which read Aaron.
"Hello…Aaron. I need some help Christmas shopping, could you possibly steer me in the right direction?"
"Yeah, uh, sure. What do you have in mind?" he grinned as he left the counter and started leading me towards the back of the store.
"Just some ideas. I haven't really bought some of my friends of family gifts yet." I replied as I eyed a lot of the things I was passing. Aaron was pointing out things, and I noted every one of them when I stopped and saw something that came to my mind as the best gift for my little Carlitos.
A helmet! Of course, why didn't I think of it before?
Carlos is always running around, accidentally slamming into things. He slammed into a door this morning (I don't understand how he did though. I mean, it's a door! But I love him all the same.) His dad told us he was extremely hyper, naturally of course, so sometimes he can't control it.
Good thing he told us before he broke three plates and a bowl and somehow bent some of her spoons. I walked briskly over and grabbed it, looking at it. It was a hockey helmet, like the one that Carlos used to have before it disappeared at that school (stolen, of course. Poor Carlos, I felt so bad.) This one was sleek black, brand new, no dents or scratches and I knew he would just love it!
"A hockey helmet? Are you sure?" I completely forgot about the employee. I turned and looked at him.
"Yeah, he would love it!" Aaron smiled at me.
"Good! I hope your brother likes it, too. He play hockey?" My brother? I guess that's who he thought I was shopping for. Well, he doesn't need to know who it's for anyway, so I kept my mouth shut.
"He used to. We were going to start playing with our friends again, but he grew out of all his equipment." I lied. I turned away quickly.
"Can I please pay for this now?"
"Yeah, sure!" Aaron raced back to the counter and rung up the helmet, wrapping it for me and putting it in a bag. He handed it to me as my receipt printed, but he took it and jotted something on it before sliding it to me.
"Merry Christmas." He winked at me and I looked down at the receipt to see he had written a phone number on it alongside a smiley face and his first name. I grinned before saying thank you and leaving quickly.
Was I being flirtatious at all?
I hope I didn't accidentally lead him on. I would feel terrible if he got his hopes up and then realized I wasn't into him. I considered turning around and saying something, but I knew by then it would be awkward. And I had to finish all my shopping! I decided to just stuff the receipt in the bag and hurry to my next store.
I didn't think anything of the clerk after that.
*an hour and a half later*
It feels like forever but I finally finished shopping for everyone. I bought my mom some diamond earrings and my dad a new ship in a bottle set. He always loved them and collecting them was his hobby, so I knew I just had to buy it for him. I bought Katie a new DS game and Mama Knight got a new coffee mug, since most of her dishes were old, mismatched and cracked. Her favorite mug had black paint dribbled all on the side as if someone had dropped it in a puddle of it and never washed it off.
I bought Kendall a necklace with a guitar pick on it and then Logan got a set of slippers- he always walked around in socks because he didn't have anything to cover his dainty feet from the cold floors.
I piled all the gifts into two bags and wrapped the rest of the bags around them so no one could peek inside and see what I bought for them. I walked past one last store and peeked in it, smirking as I did. It was a girl's store, but then suddenly I stopped. I had an idea, but the thought of going into the store was embarrassing. I let out a huff and walked in quickly, grabbing what I needed off the shelf and paying for it.
I smiled at the girl working, pleading mentally that she would hurry up when she leaned over and smiled.
"Well, hello."
Not another desperate clerk.
"Hi. Can you please ring me up?" I tried not to stare at her cleavage, but seriously…is the line supposed to go so far up?! Boobs scare me sometimes.
"Only if you tell me your name." She smiled and laughed, really high-pitched and fake. I almost vomited then and there.
"James. Now, please can you-"
"I'm Stephanie. See?" she pointed at her name tag. I huffed and was tempted to roll my eyes.
"Yes, I can see that, I'm not blind, look please ring me up." She giggled again. Ugh, I tasted bile that time.
"Soooo, Like I know it's the holidays and everything," she asked as she twirled her hair, which I noticed with a cringe, was obviously dyed blonde," but you free anytime?"
I still stared at her hair. It was atrocious! Her red roots were coming in the blonde and her ends were frayed and split in a few places, yet she tried too hard to keep it nice, I could tell. She leaned over again and smiled. Ugh, gag show.
"No, I'm not." She frowned but then it came back and she giggled.
"Okay, maybe sometime after the holidays? I know this great shop where they make gelato and the ice cream taste exactly like the flavors!"
Is this girl a bimbo or what?! I flicked my eyes between hers and the item I was trying to buy. She didn't get the hint.
"I mean, my favorite is banana." She smiled. Bitch, I don't care what your favorite flavor is!
"Okay that's great but-"
"You know, I'm having a party on New Year's you should come!" she smiled and I did roll my eyes this time.
"I'm spending New Years with the family." She leaned forward and –yuck, more cleavage! - put her hand on my chest in an attempt to lure me.
"I bet I could make my party so much more fun than hanging out with family…if you get what I'm saying." She winked and I recoiled as she rung me up and handed me my stuff. I reached to grab it from her, but she grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward, planting a kiss on my cheek. My stomach gave a low groan. Dear God, I'm gonna seriously hurl.
She pulled away a second later as something crashed into the stand behind me and then slammed into the counter, ripping me away from her.
"Bitch, he is mine!" I looked down to see none other than my furious Latino, wrapping his arms tightly around me and glaring at her. I quickly hugged him and watched her look at me confusingly.
"Wait, are you guys gay?" Carlos rolled his eyes and grabbed my face, thrusting his lips on mine, making me squeak and almost drop my bags.
Since when is Carlos so dominant?!
He pulled away and smirked as the clerk looked horrified.
"EW!" she cried, hurrying away to clean her lips or something. Carlos yanked me out of the store, and we didn't stop until we got to an empty bathroom, where Carlos hugged me and burst into tears.
"I'm so sorry I acted like that, Jamie! I-I just saw her and you a-and I thought- I couldn't- I just reacted and didn't think!" he sobbed. I smiled and hugged him, kissing his forehead. I brushed away a few tears and smiled at him.
"No, thank you for acting that way. I was about to hit that bitch myself. I can't believe she had the nerve to put her ugly ass lips on my face!" Carlos smiled and drew a little circle on my chest with his finger.
"Good…because I was thinking about slapping her…but you stopped those thoughts." Damn those gorgeous puppy eyes. I swooped down and planted a firm kiss on his lips, pulling him closer by the waist, before I pulled away and kissed up his jawline, making my way to his ear.
"By the way, that kiss you gave me was hot." Carlos blushed a dark red that would make tomato envious and then giggled. Oh, his giggles were adorable. He slipped my hand in mine and snuggled against my arm as we left the bathroom. We passed the same store, where the clerk glared at us. I nudged Carlos and he flipped her off as we continued on our way to meet up with Mama K and everyone else.
Logan's POV
Kendall left soon after I did, and once he did I rushed through the mall quickly. Ideas, ideas, I needed ideas! I passed a few stores that I walked in and searched, but everything I found didn't seem right.
I stuffed my hands in my jacket pockets and sighed, hanging my head. I'm a terrible gift giver. I usually never get people anything they want, or need, or will use in the future. I am pushed around easily by the crowd, making me stumble a couple of times. I started walking faster once the crowds thinned a little, but a bunch of assholes ran past me and shoved me down, making me land hard on my butt.
I groaned in pain as I stood, rubbing my rear end, and turning to glare at the guys, but they disappeared by that time. I sighed again, feeling miserable and down on myself at that moment.
Am I invisible?
Like glass, sweetie, like glass.
My stomach curdled as my eyes flew open. Nope, no, can't be happening, God, not again. I begin to do the breathing exercises my therapist was teaching me, breathing in slowly, out slowly, clearing my mind.
No bad thoughts, no bad thoughts, need to find a present. Present for Kendall, I gotta get it!
I started walking again when I heard someone strumming a guitar, singing softly. I listened carefully and followed by ear, slipping through the crowds, and as I got closer, my heart started racing. I knew who voice it was is!
I pushed my way into the music store, where I beamed brightly when I saw Kendall sitting on a stool, tons of people (mainly girls surrounding him) he was strumming a guitar, smiling as he did. I felt my heart ache a little. Kendall's guitar was broken during…the fight at the school.
I shivered at the thought and pushed it all away, and listened to Kendall strumming. I could see he was hiding a bit of a sad expression behind his eyes, because his dad had given him that guitar, and taught him that music was a beautiful thing.
Then, I was appalled when Kendall told me this, he left music behind and became an abusive drunk. My heart ached more when I remembered that Kendall still had the fragments of the guitar at home. He couldn't bear to part with it. I walked closer, making sure to hide behind the small crowd as he played. He stopped for a moment as a girl touched his arm. I felt jealousy bubble within me, but I shook my head, scolding myself, and pushed it away.
Kendall loves me. Not her. He couldn't love her…she was fake and-and…
I swallowed thickly. She was pretty.
I mean, I could understand if he chose someone like her over me in the future. I wouldn't have chosen me either.
Kendall gave her a tiny smile and fiddled with the acoustic guitar, tuning it before he began singing again. His voice was so angelic, and even though I've heard it tons of times, always asking him to sing for me, I felt happy tears well up, and my throat became a little clogged.
I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals
I chuckled as he paused and took a long stuttering breath as if he was breathing in poisonous gases.
I'm breaking in, shaping up, checking out on the prison bus
this is it, the apocalypse
Whoa
Shivers ran down my spines. Such a beautiful voice. I'm waking up; I feel it in my bones
enough to make my system blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
He continued strumming and I blushed as his eyes went through several girls, and one moved over a little, and his eyes met mine. I raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We'll paint it red to fit right in
Whoa
I'm breaking in, shaping up, checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa
More shivers. A dark blush appeared on my face, I could feel the heat as he stared at me with a tender look in his eyes. I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones All systems go, sun hasn't died I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my system blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Deep in my bones, straight from inside
Enough to make my system blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive(!)
Once Kendall finished, the girls burst into a fit of claps and small squeals.
"Amazing!" One called. Kendall nodded and motioned for me to come closer. I blushed as I gently pushed through the girls and walked over to stand in front of him.
Then, without a warning, he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. I gasped, but he planted a huge kiss on my lips, and cradled my face in his hands as he slowly set the guitar on the ground. I heard a small stunned silence from the crowd, but then several girls burst into small fan-girlish screams and I looked over as one ran away, her poor nose bleeding.
The others, including the one who had touched Kendall's arm earlier, sneered in disgust and left quickly, but I rolled my eyes as I dove back in and pulled Kendall close by the back of his neck. He smiled into the kiss, and then grabbed my bottom lip between his teeth and pulled gently. I held back a school-girlish giggle as he stood, holding me, then set me down gently. He hung the guitar back up on its stand and then grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the store, much to the disappointment of the fan girls.
I chuckled and swung our linked hands as we moved people out of our way.
"What was that all about, Kendall?" He looked at me and smirked, then yanked me close by the hip, pressing his hip into my side so our hip bones bumped against each other every time we moved. He had an arm wrapped around my neck as he leaned close to breath gently in my ear, sending shivers down my body.
Only he can make me feel like this…
"I saw that look you get whenever someone flirts with me…" He whispered as he kissed my neck gently, leaving tender kisses so I wouldn't begin to panic from his touches,"And had to show her I was taken, sweetie."
I felt more tears well up and I hugged him, wrapping my arms around his torso. He rubbed my back gently and laid his head on my shoulder, chuckling a little.
"You're alright, baby, you're alright." He cooed. I leaned back and he swiped his thumb across my face to wipe away a falling tear. I smiled as he mushed my cheeks together. I laughed as he messed with my face and then pulled me close to kiss me slowly, before he hugged me and started leading me away again.
Christmas Eve
Kendall's POV
I watched Logan shuffle back and forth in the living room, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, a huge button up shirt that hung out underneath his cute sweater that was a light blue color, and slipped off his thin shoulder a little, along with the shirt, exposing creamy skin.
I licked my lips a little and examined more of Logan's skin, chuckling when I spotted the foundation he had rubbed on all over his love marks and bites. I left an indention in his collar bone, but he covered it with his shirt, which put me in a pouty mood.
I watched him flop next to me as everyone scurried around the kitchen and he fidgeted.
"What if they got stuck, Kendall?" He looked at me and I chuckled, bopping his head gently.
"Baby, your parents will be here soon, I promise. Don't worry they'll have fun, we'll eat and watch some Christmas movies and tomorrow, we get to open our presents!" Logan's face dropped even more.
"What if they don't like my presents?!" He was such a worrywart sometimes! I tickled him and made him squeal, before I quickly wrapped him in my arms, pulled the blanket on us and flopped to the floor, rolling around until we were pressed together in a blanket cocoon.
"Stop worrying, Logie-bear, you'll be fine." I rubbed our noses together as he blushed dark red, then giggled and wrapped his arms around me. We rolled around until I felt a foot be placed on my back and push me sharply, so I rolled out of the blanket cocoon. Logan and I turned to look up at Hanna. She giggled at us and then leaned down to poke me in the chest.
"You two need to come help set the table. Come along."
"We aren't kids, Hanna." She froze and turned to look at me with one menacing blue eye. I stood quickly and Logan followed as we hurried past her into the kitchen.
I walked in to see James helping take out a small chicken from the oven, and my mom was at the sink, peeling vegetables and dropping them in a Pot crock, where a roast was brewing.
Katie and Carlos were, of course, decorating cookies menacingly. Katie took a swipe through one and put the icing on Carlos's nose, which then involved a small icing fight, and had James screaming about icing in his hair, only to be silenced by Carlos's puppy dog eyes. He stalked out to clean his hair quickly, before his parents came.
"Okay, stop you two! We need some left for Santa!" My mom called as she turned to see what the commotion was, but secretly, I knew she was just letting them have some Pre-Christmas fun.
"Good idea, come, Katie, lets decorate a few for Santa!" Carlos smiled and handed Hanna the icing, before hopping off his stool and heading in the same direction as James to wash his face.
"Kendall, please stir the vegetables on the stove, and Logan, could you please butter the rolls and put them in the oven for me?" I nodded and headed to stir the bubbling pots of veggies and Logan attacked the rolls, practically slathering them in butter before pushing the pan in the oven. I heard him stumble a little, but didn't think anything of it.
"Ow!" he cried and jumped back a moment later, shutting the oven angrily, and holding one hand. I placed the vegetables off the stove top so they wouldn't bubble over and ran over, taking his hand gingerly. It was swollen red and angry, two red lines running down his palm.
"Oh, Logan, what happened?!" I cried as I thrust his hand under cold water, making him grimace. My mom looked over and gasped.
"Kendall, get some ice." She grabbed his hand and looked at the blistered skin.
"I slipped and hit the oven rack…" Logan said quietly. I watched him hang his head a little and I kissed his temple as I placed a bag of ice on it.
"The oven is nearly four-hundred degrees, oh sweetie." My mom cooed as he winced. She adjusted the ice and looked at me.
"Okay, that's fine for now. The pot roast will be ready in about thirty minutes, so there's nothing else to do but wait. Go bandage his hand." I smiled and slowly lead Logan to the downstairs bathroom, pulling out a first-aid kit from under the sink. I made him sit on the toilet in the small, half bathroom and I took his hand slowly and put some cream on it, before wrapping it. Logan stifled a wince and then chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I asked him as I wound the bandage around the angry red lines that taunted me. I hated when Logan got hurt, even if it was just an accident.
"I'm the one that usually puts on the bandage." He said quietly. I looked into his chocolaty brown eyes and kissed him gently, then brought his hand to my lips and pressed a kiss to the bandage.
"Feel better now?" Logan smiled a little as he swung his feet back and forth a little.
"Yeah." He said quietly. I chuckled as we stood, and then the doorbell rang. Logan's face blanched for a moment, but I patted his cheek gently and made him snap back. He looked at me with a bit of worry in his eyes, but I grabbed his hands and pulled him towards the door, pushing him to open it. He looked at me for a moment before slowly opening it, smiling as his parents stood there, snowy shoes and red cheeks.
"Mom! Dad!" Logan cried as his face lit up. His parents stomped their feet and walked in quickly, relishing in the warm living room.
"Logie!" his mom cried as they hugged. I pouted for a moment- that was my nickname for him…
"Hi, Dad." Logan smiled as he hugged his dad, who set down a bad he was holding. I leaned close to see what was in it, but he stepped back and covered it when he spotted me.
"Don't want to ruin the Christmas surprise. How are you doing, Kendall?" he chuckled as he held out his hand for me to shake. I smiled warmly as Logan and his mom traveled into the kitchen. I shook Logan's dad's hand.
"Good, good. Has Logan been getting improvements from his therapist?" Logan didn't tell me what his therapist said that often, nor did he like mentioning it. I never asked, but Logan's mind is fragile, he needs the help. He missed two appointment dates already, though. One was from being sick, the other was because his therapist left town for the holidays.
"He's doing fine, thank you for asking. I'm glad to see you two getting along so well." James and Carlos came into the living room at the time, holding hands and laughing gently, their voices bubbly and cheeks red.
"Ah! Carlos and James how are you two?" he smiled, noticing their entwined hands. James looked at me, clearly forgetting who the man was for a moment before he realized and smiled.
"We're good, Mr. Mitchell. Sorry for not getting to know you a bit better when we first met." James smiled, but Carlos blushed shyly and hid behind James's shoulder. Mr. Mitchell smiled and chuckled at Carlos, before sticking his hand out.
"Hello, Carlos." Carlos creeped forward and shook his hand before disappearing behind James's broad shoulder.
"Hey, Dad, why do you go say hello to Mama Knight?" Logan smiled as he walked back in.
"Oh, good idea! Thanks, Loges." He ruffled his son's hair as he walked past, into the kitchen. I looked at James and Carlos before smiling, and then I chuckled to myself as I spotted the tiny bite mark on Carlos's neck.
"Hey, Carlos, was there like a vampire attacking you or something?" I chuckled. Logan started laughing as he noticed it, too. Carlos put his hand on his neck in anger.
"Shut up!" He hissed. James crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.
"You guys are so mature." He mumbled. I imitated him, crossing my arms and looking tough.
"Just giving you the same treatment you gave me poor Logie." James scoffed, then dropped the attitude and laughed, pulling Carlos under his arm and giving him a noogie as the doorbell rang again. I leaned over to open it and beamed as Officer Garcia walked in.
"Hi, Mr. Garcia!"
"Papi!" Carlos cried as he pushed James away, making him release the noogie he was giving him and bounded towards his dad, tossing himself. Mr. Garcia groaned at the bit of weight and then chuckled as he held his son off the ground, then set him down gently.
"Whew, Carlos, mijo, remember, you're not five anymore and your papi's back isn't as good as I like to think." He laughed. Carlos laughed with him as my mother came out of the kitchen, Hanna trailing behind her. She beamed as she handed Mr. Garcia a cookie and my mom hugged him.
"Hi, dear! How are you?" my mom smiled. Mr. Garcia smiled back.
"Ah, doing fine. Working and such, but hey its life." He bit into the cookie Hanna gave him and his face made us all laugh.
"This is fantastico! What an amazing cook!" He said towards Hanna, who blushed, hanging her head a little, her blond bangs coming down to cover her forehead. She adjusted the white patch she wore and smiled.
"Nah, wait till you taste her cooking." She chuckled as she nudged my mom playfully. Katie ran in the room and grabbed a cookie off the plate Hanna was holding before disappearing into the kitchen, to entertain the guests obviously.
"Now, how are you, sweetheart? Healing up alright?" he asked, gesturing to Hanna and I. I looked at her as she rubbed the side of her head, where her stitches had dissolved. I looked at the cast my doctor made me wear, since my arm was almost healed, along with my nose. I still had a black eye, but I was okay.
"I am fine, doing better. Thank you, though." Hanna said quietly, before leaving to the kitchen in a swish of blond hair.
"Healing and getting better. I'm just grateful it's not worse." I chuckled a little. Mr. Garcia smiled, but only a little as he hugged his son protectively. He turned to James.
"And you are you taking care of my son?" James beamed proudly.
"Absolutely! I'm glad to have him in my life." He smiled and blushed as he nuzzled his nose into Carlo's cheek. Mr. Garcia smiled at the two, and I followed suit, the happiness of everything feeling contagious. The doorbell rang once more and we all watched James become excited. He bounded over as Carlos and his dad sat down on the couch. I sat down in the recliner and pulled Logan onto my lap.
James pulled open the door and beamed as his mom rushed in and hugged him, before stepping back and pushing his hair out his eyes.
"Jamie!"
"Mom, Dad! I missed you guys!" He cried as his parents made a group hug. I could see his parents had a bag of gifts also, but I knew better than to think only about the gifts. I smiled as they hugged, and I wrapped my arms around Logan's waist, resting his head on my chest as we watched the adults say their hellos and shove their gifts under the tree.
They all crowded in the living room for the time being, waiting for dinner to be ready. It felt merry, and with snow falling outside, for once I felt like this was a true Christmas.
"I hope none of you mind, but I figured I might bring this as a gift." Mr. Diamond laughed as he pulled out two bottles of wine. My mom took them and laughed, as Hanna reappeared and turned on the radio to some Christmas music, and then turned the lights on, on the tree.
"Now this feels like a Christmas party!" James laughed as "Jingle Bell Rock" began to play.
*several hours, one dinner, a few cups of wine, and three Christmas movies later.*
Logan and I were snuggled in bed, Carlos and James lying beside us on the floor, using extra blankets and pillows to keep warm as they also snuggled. My mom told us we weren't allowed to sleep together like this, but hell, she already knew we would do this.
I buried my cold nose into Logan's warm neck and heard him giggle. We kicked our legs a little as we laughed and tickled each other gently, Carlos and James whispering on the floor. Our parents let us try some wine, and we ended up drinking a bit more than we had agreed on, so we were all filled with spirits.
All of the adults decided to take my mom's advice and stay for the night, not wanting everyone driving home so late, non-sober and in this weather. And besides, she also mentioned to them tomorrow was Christmas, and family needed to be together.
So all of the guys were piled in my room. Mr. Garcia called the couch, my mom gave up Logan's' and Carlos's room to the Diamonds, and the Mitchell's got Hanna's and James's rooms. Hanna was sleeping with Katie for the night, not really minding at all. She was glad to see everyone so happy.
The dinner my mom and Hanna had fixed was incredibly yummy. We all laughed and joked and sang our way through dinner, then my mom helped all of us settle down and get quiet as she put Katie, Hanna following, exhausted (poor thing) and then came back downstairs. We all adorned pajamas, the Diamonds being stylish in their flannel Pj's, Mr. Garcia in his sweats and Logan's parents (he defined his parents as "dorks") in their matching footie PJ's that were Christmas styled.
We all wrapped up in comforters and passed around cookies, popcorn and hot chocolate. (Don't worry, Hanna and Katie didn't miss out- they ate cookies and hot chocolate earlier.)
But, now it was snuggle bed time with Logie. I giggled again and buried my face into his neck, kissing him a few times, tugging at his shirt gently. I pulled it up and began running my fingers over his lean, beautiful body. I heard him gasp a little as I began to rub his skin, massaging it gently. I kissed his chest and lay on top of him.
"I love you, Logie." I whispered, cuddling him. He snuggled into me, wrapping his legs slowly around my waist.
"I love you, too, Kenny." I smiled at the nickname and looked at my clock on my nightstand as James started snoring gently, burying his sleeping face into Carlos's hair as Carlos spooned against him. But passionate spooning, passionate.
When I noticed it was past midnight, I smiled and sat up to kiss my sleepy Logie-bear and hold him close, inhaling his gorgeous scent.
"Merry Christmas, Logan."
A/N
There's your guys' Christmas update. Hope you like it…for now.
Next chapter- presents time! Who's excited for Christmas?! Or Hanukah….or any other holiday you're preparing for!?
Thank you guys for reviewing and reading!
(!) This song that Kendall sang is called "Radioactive" by the Imagine Dragons. This song is sooooo good; I really recommend listening to it! It's my inspirational song. I am listening to it as you read this whole chapter right now! Non-stop!
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