-Harry's POV-

"Its December already?" Dougie frowned. "We all know what happens now.."

I watched the distance, looking at the "dead" trees, and scurrying animals, trying to get everything they need for hibernation in time. Elle was still asleep, so I came out here, to keep from waking her. And Dougie must've got bored, and did the same, since we both ended up here.

"Yeah." I moaned. "Tom starts decorating for Christmas."

"Exactly." Dougie laughed. "He left a note on the fridge. As soon as he gets back from where-ever him and Libby went, we're all supposed to go shopping for Christmas decorations."

"Do you think he'll believe it if I say that Elle is Jewish, and doesn't want to celebrate Christmas?" I sighed.

"Mate. He won't care! This is his mojo! He doesn't care what anyone wants. He'll celebrate Christmas no matter we like it or not." Dougie laughed.

I smiled. "So what do you want for Christmas, Dougie?" I asked.

"Um... I haven't really thought of that yet. I guess I could always use guitar strings... And a new bed, if anyone was willing to go that far." He smiled, then laughed at his choices, swallowing his pride with a swig of coffee. "How 'bout you?"

"Eh." I shrugged. "I don't know. I don't really want anything."

"Awwww, Harry!" Dougie smiled. "Don't be a kill joy! You have to ask for something! Its Christmas!"

"Fine." I sighed. "World peace. There you go, Dougie." I laughed, throwing my hands in the air.

"Awesome. Now something that you'll actually get." Dougie smiled.

"I know what I'll get. Drum sticks and socks. But not that I'll want any of that crap." I laughed.

"You don't want socks?" Dougie looked to me.

"No." I shook my head. "But I'm guessing thats what you got me."

"Pfft. NO!" He shook his head. "But... you can return stuff to KMart... right?" He laughed.

"I don't know man." I laughed.

"Okay. But if you don't want anything for Christmas, what about your birthday? I mean, its the 21st." Dougie smiled.

"Dougie. Aren't you a present enough to me?" I smiled.

"Nice try. Seriously."

"I don't know. Get me a shirt for my birthday, and shoes for Christmas. I'll be happy then." I shrugged, laughing slightly.

"Deal." Dougie agreed. We both turned to look as we heard the sliding doors open.

"Good morning." Danny smiled, still with PJ's on, and a cup of coffee in his hand.

"How about you Danny?" Dougie smiled. "What do you want for Christmas?"

Danny shrugged, shutting the door behind him.

"A girlfriend sounds good." Danny smiled, sitting in the plastic lawn chair beside me.

"Danny. Even money couldn't buy you that." Dougie smirked.

"Dougie!" I laughed. "Thats mean."

"Nah. Its probably true." Danny shrugged.

"Aw, Danny, don't say that." I smiled.

Danny gave a stupid look to me. "Whats with you?" He laughed. "Not one mean joke, and you stood up for me. Are you sick?"

"I feel giving this morning. Don't push it." I laughed.

We all turned as the sliding doors opened again.

"Good morning, Elle." Dougie smiled, as she stepped outside, and shut the door behind her. She wore skin-tight jeans, a bright-red tank top with white sequins, and a black cardigan.

You really love a girl when you realize what they're wearing, don't cha?

"Good morning." She smiled.

"I thought you were asleep." I smiled.

"I was," She laughed. "Till you left." She sat on my lap, and I put my arms around her.

Dougie made fake gagging noises.

"Come mate." Danny laughed to Dougie. "Its cute."

"Your desperate, aren't you?" Dougie laughed.

"What do you want for Christmas, Elle?" I smiled to her.

"You." She smiled, running the back of her hand across my cheek.

"And I thought Danny was desperate.." Dougie laughed. "Seriously? Your going to settle for Harry?"

"Thanks Dougie." I laughed.

"I was planning on it." She smiled. "But I want snow for my birthday."

"Whens your birthday?" Danny asked.

She laughed. "The 25th."

"You were born on Christmas?" Dougie laughed.

"Umhm." She smiled. "Your birthday is the 21st, right?" She asked me.

I nodded.

"Wait. Dougie, your birthday is today, right?" She asked.

Dougie nodded.

"Wait. Your birthday's today?" Danny asked. I do believe Danny and I forget completely about it.

"Yeah." Dougie laughed.

"Happy Birthday, Dougie." I smiled. "Your finally legal." I laughed.

"That reminds me, when you turn 18, doesn't that mean you and Elle can't date anymore?" Danny asked.

"Err.." I hesitated. We had only talked slightly about the subject, and honestly, I forgot about it. "Nah. Technically, we're her legal guardians. And you have to have guardians permission."

"Dam.n, your good Harry." Dougie laughed.

"So Elle, you'll be 15, right?" Danny asked her, stirring his coffee.

She nodded.

"So I guess you all have to wait till next year to get married?" Dougie laughed.

"I guess so." I shrugged.

"Wait. You all are getting married?" Danny laughed.

I shook my head.

"Okay. Good. I thought you all were leaving me out of stuff." Danny laughed.

"Dougie! Danny!" Fletch called over the house intercom, "Downstairs!"

"Busted." Danny laughed, standing up.

"What did you do!" Dougie laughed, following Danny inside, and shutting the door behind them.

"Thats all you want for Christmas?" I laughed. "It doesn't seem fair."

"What do you mean?" She smiled.

"You're going to get me anyways." I smiled, brushing hair behind her ear.

"There's nothing I need." She laughed.

"We're all going to end up getting you something. You might as well tell me." I smiled.

"There's nothing I want, besides what I've already told you." She insisted. "What do you want?"

"I'm not telling you, unless you tell me." I smiled.

"Fine." She agreed. "I don't know... a ring." She shrugged. I laughed cause I knew she said the first thing she thought of.

"Fair enough." I smiled.

"Now what do you want?" She laughed.

"You." I smirked.

"Thats not even fair." She laughed.

"Come on, you two." Tom stepped onto the balcony, smiling. "Time to go."