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-2 months later-

Today looked like every other day, the sun was out, barely any clouds, and whathaveyou.
But today I had a weird feeling that someone was watching me.
I stopped thinking about it when I walked into work.
"Jackson!" I said happily, seeing my new best friend behind the counter.
"Stevie darling! How are we on this fine and glorious day?" he asked.
"I'm good sweetie. What about you? How's Drake?" I asked.
Oh, yeah, if you couldn't already tell, Jackson's gay.
"He's great! It’s our 9 month anniversary in a week." He said, giggling like a little school girl.
"Awwe babe, that's great!" I smiled and hugged him.
"What time do you finish today?" I asked him.
"7pm, you babe?"
"Same!" I said happily.
"I'll walk you home." He told me.
"Yay!" I smiled.
A few hours pass, and only one or two customers have come in.
"I love working here." I smiled.
"Why?" Jackson asked confusedly.
"Because we always work together, and nobody ever comes in!" I answered.
"True... Let’s put Nightmare before Christmas on!" he squealed excitedly, grabbing the DVD from his 'hiding place' and slipping it into the player.
"I can't believe in only a week it'll be Christmas!" he said excitedly.
I never really celebrated Christmas, Mum and dad were always at a pub and Jack was gone so I just nodded in understanding.
For the next hour and a bit, me & Jackson were dancing and singing around the shop.
It was always fun working with Jackson.
We got through another 3 movies and before we knew it, our shifts had ended and our replacements arrived.
We grabbed our things, and started to walk home.
"How long have you and RyRo been together?" Jackson asked.
"Umm, 2 and a half months I think." I answered with a smile.
Jackson giggled, "Whenever I talk about him you always smile!" he told me.
"Well, he's just... Perfect." I said dreamily.
"Ok ok. Snap out of it." He rolled his eyes.
"Oh shut up! You're exactly the same about Drake!" I retorted.
He smiled.
"See!" I said, pointing at him.
He poked his tongue out at me.
"Oh that's really mature." I rolled my eyes.
We kept on talking about random stuff until we reached my house.
"See you later babe." I said, giving him a hug.
"Yeah. Bye gorgeous." He said, pecking my cheek.
"Bye!" I smiled, and unlocked the door before walking inside.
I closed the door behind me, and walked further inside.
Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind.
"Missed you." Ryan said into my ear.
"Missed you too." I replied, turning around to face him before kissing his lips tenderly.
"You still coming tonight?" he asked, placing his hands on my hips.
"Where are we going again?" I asked.
"Label Christmas party." He reminded me.
"Right. Gotcha." I replied, nodding my head.
He chuckled, "Dork." He said, before pecking my lips.
"You love it." I smiled.
"Go get ready." He told me, nodding his head towards my room.
"Fine." I said, grabbing his hands and walking towards my room.
We were laughing the whole way.
Once we were inside, Ryan sat on my bed.
"I've got a couple of outfits that could be good but I dunno." I contemplated out loud.
"Try 'em both on, and show me. I'll be the judge." He told me.
"You'd do that for me? Oh Ryan!" I said dramatically before laughing.
"Go on." He ushered me into the wardrobe to get ready.
I put on a knee length red dress with green heels.
It’s nice, but not really... me.
I open the door of the wardrobe and cough for Ryan's attention.
He looked towards me, and he smiled.
"It’s nice." He complimented.
"Truth?" I asked.
"It’s not really... You." He answered.
"That's exactly what I was thinking!" I exclaimed, and rushed back into my wardrobe.
I heard laughter from the other side of the door.
I quickly got undressed and grabbed my next option and slipped it on quickly.
It was a knee length metallic white halter dress (mouthful eh?).
It was fitted at the bust, and flowed from the hips.
After pairing it with sparkly flats, I messed up my hair a bit and walked out.
Once the door was open, Ryan looked over at me and his mouth dropped.
"Whoa." He muttered, eyeing me up and down.
I stood there awkwardly for a moment before Ryan snapped out of his daze.
"You look... Amazing!" he exclaimed, getting up and walking towards me.
I blushed, "Thanks." I said quietly.
He came up and kissed my cheek, "I'm gonna go and get ready ok babe? I'll be back in a flash." He told me.
"Ok." I said, kissing him quickly on the lips.
He smiled at me, before quickly going up to his room.
I walked into the bathroom, applied some lip-gloss and eyeliner before walking into my wardrobe and slipping on my black knee length trench coat.
"Honey I'm home!" Brendon exclaimed, closing the front door behind him loudly.
I poked my head out of my room and smiled, "Hey! You coming tonight?" I asked.
"Duh! It’s a Christmas party Stevie! CHRISTMAS!" he exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly.
"Ok." I smiled, and walked back into my room.
I heard him bound up the stairs and a door close.
A few minutes later, both guys came downstairs dressed and ready.
"Christmas, Christmas, CHRISTMAS!" Brendon sang joyously.
I chuckled, and grabbed my purse.
"Let’s go Ry!" Brendon whined, grabbing Ryan's arm and dragging him outside.
I followed them outside to the car, when a second later, I heard a wolf whistle.
My head darted to the area of the noise and I saw Jackson.
"Hey!" I said happily.
"My, my, my! Little Stevie scrubs up well." He teased.
"Haha, very funny." I replied sarcastically.
"You look beautiful." He said sincerely.
"Stevie!" Brendon whined from the car.
"I'll be there in a sec hun!" I shouted back.
"Boyfriend?" Jackson asked confusedly.
"What? No! That's Brendon. I'll introduce you if you want." I offered.
"Maybe some other time, I gotta go get ready for Drake." He smiled.
"Alright lover boy. Have a good night." I said.
"Oh, I know I will." He smirked.
"Arrgh gross! Jackson!" I playfully slapped his arm.
"Sorrrry! I've gotta go. Bye!" he said kissing my cheek.
"Bye! Say hi to Drake for me!" I called to him.
"Will do!" he shouted back, running home.
I walked over to the car, and got in.
"Who was that?" Ryan asked curiously, as we pulled out of the driveway.
"Jackson. I work with him." I replied.
"Ok." He said, not looking at me.
"Ryan, he's gay." I said.
Ryan seemed to relax.
"Did you think I was going to cheat on you or something?" I asked hurt.
"No! It’s not that it’s just... I don't wanna lose you." He admitted quietly.
"You're not going to lose me Ry. You can't get rid of me even if you tried!" I smiled.
He chuckled, and kissed me lightly on the lips.
(By the way, just so you know, me, Ryan, and Brendon are in the back. And of course someone is driving, I just can't remember his name!)
"How much longer?" Brendon whined.
"With the way you're whining you'd think Santa Claus was gonna be there!" I chuckled.
"Santa?! Where?!" he asked hurriedly, turning his head and looking out the windows.
Me and Ryan both laughed.
Not long after, we pulled up to the Palms Hotel.
"This it?" I asked, looking out the windows at the paparazzi and such.
"Yep. Ready?" he asked.
"As I'll ever be." I replied, firmly grabbing his hand.
"Awwe, cute!" Brendon cooed.
I blushed.
"Come on lover boy and lover girl." Brendon said, opening the door and stepping out, waiting for us.
We both got out, and there were flashes everywhere.
"No turning back now." I said quietly to myself and walked up the carpet, my hand still grasped onto Ryan's.
We both stopped for a few photos, when Ryan was told he had to do an interview with someone closer to the entrance.
"You ok?" he asked.
I nodded.
He kissed my cheek quickly, and we walked over to the interviewer.
"Hello, I'm Janine and I was wondering if I could ask a few questions." She said.
"Sure." Ryan agreed.
They talked for a while about the band plus the upcoming album, and then the subject changed.
"So Ryan, if you don't mind me asking, who's your date?" she smiled.
He smiled, and pulled me closer, "This is Stevie." He told her.
Janine smiled back.
"Thank you for taking your time and answering my questions." She said.
"No problem, have a good night." Ryan said to her.
I kept quiet, but smiled at her none the less.
We both walked away, and I looked out for Brendon.
He was signing something for a younger girl.
"Ry." I said, and pointed over to Bren.
We walked over to him, and Ry started signing stuff too.
They truly loved their fans.
Once they were done, they said goodbye, and we made our way inside the hotel.
We followed the crowd, and made it into the party.
"How'd it go?" Brendon asked.
"Good." Ryan nodded.
I smiled and walked into the hall.
The place was decorated in green, red, and gold tinsel, with Christmas lights, and trees, and things of that nature.
It looked very... Christmas-y.
"Well duh!" Brendon said, him and Ryan both laughed.
Oh, I said that out loud!
I blushed.
"Come on, let’s dance." Ryan said, dragging me to the dance floor.

That night we danced, Ryan drunk a little, and Brendon was off... somewhere.
"Hey guys!" a voice said from behind us.
"Spence! Jon! Hey." I smiled widely, giving them each a hug.
"Where's our hug Ry?" Jon asked.
"Hey." He smiled, and they exchanged 'man hugs.'
"Where's Brenny Boy?" Jon asked.
"Umm... Somewhere?" I said.
"Hey guys!" somebody said loudly, resting their chin on my shoulder.
"I take it back, he's there." I pointed behind me.
We all laughed.
"So Bren, do any flirting lately?" Spencer asked with a smile.
"Ahaha! And numbers!" he replied ecstatically.
"Good on ya mate!" Jon clapped him on the back.
We all talked for a while when Pete came over.
"Hey guys!" Pete exclaimed.
We all said hello's back.
"Having fun?" he asked.
Everyone agreed, I smiled a bit.
It was rather hot, and I realised I was still wearing my jacket, so I took it off, and laid it on the table we had all of our things on.
"Wow. Stevie, you look gorgeous!" Brendon said, eyeing my outfit up and down.
"Thanks." My face flushed red.
"Yeah. You look beautiful." Jon smiled.
"Ok, now that we've established Stevie looks drop dead gorgeous, I need to talk business with you guys." Pete said.
Brendon groaned, "Right now? Come on Pete! How about tomorrow morning?" he suggested.
"Fine. We're all staying here anyways." He shrugged.
"We are?" I asked confusedly.
"I packed you a bag. It’s in the room." Ryan told me.
I nodded.
"Alright, tomorrow, we shall meet in the restaurant at... 10am. That's late enough for everyone right?" he asked.
The guys nodded.
"Alright, see you all tomorrow!" and he was gone.
"Let’s dance." Ryan said.
I nodded, and he grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor.
We danced, twirled, and laughed until a voice came over the speakers.
"How are ya'll doing tonight?!" he asked.
Everybody cheered in response.
"Good! Well, tonight ladies and gentlemen we have a special surprise." He said mysteriously.
Brendon appeared beside me, "I hope its Santa." He said like a little child.
I laughed quietly.
"Please welcome to the stage... SANTA FUCKING CLAUS!"
At that, Brendon cheered wildly and bounced up and down.
...but so did a lot of people.
He talked for a while, and I completely zoned out, that is until I saw people dressed as elves appear out of nowhere.
"I hope you all enjoy your gifts!" 'Santa' yelled out.
'Wait, gifts?' I thought confusedly.
The people dressed as elves started handing out gift bags to each and every person.
One thrusts a bag into my hands, and Ryan's.
I said thank you, and they turned around and smiled before walking off to hand out more bags.
"You ready to go?" Ryan asked me.
I nodded, "I don't mind staying longer if you want to though." I told him.
He shook his head and smiled, "You're too good for me." He said, bending down and kissing me on the lips.
He grabs my hand, "Come on. Let’s go." He smiled.
I grabbed my coat from the table before we said our goodbyes and made our way into the hotel.
We got into the elevator, and went up to the 17th floor.
He looked over at me, and smiled before we walked out, and over to our room.
"Room 1732." He muttered, eyeing all of the doors.
After another minute, he found it, and we walked over to it.
Ryan whipped out the room key and swiped it, unlocking the door instantly.
After walking inside, I placed my coat on the table, along with my purse, and gift bag I'd received.
As I looked towards the clock, I realised it was already past 1am.
Ryan turned me to face him and kissed me passionately.
One we parted, I felt dazed and smiled.
He smiled back, "Here. I packed you some PJ's, a change of clothes and some toiletries and that." He said, handing me a bag.
"Thanks. I'm gonna get changed." I said, pecking his cheek and walking into the bathroom.
I closed the door behind me and opened up the bag, pulling out the pair of shorts and tank top Ryan packed for me.
I slipped them on quickly, shoving my old clothes into the bag before opening the door and placing it on the ground.
When I turned around, Ryan was in his boxers and black shirt.
He was looking out the window, so I walked behind him and wrapped my arms around his stomach.
He jumped, but relaxed after realising it was me.
"You know what? I need to grow! I only just reach past your shoulders." I chuckled.
"No you don't. You're perfect just the way you are." He said, turning around and kissing me.
I put my arms around his neck as we kissed.
We broke the kiss and made our way over to the queen size bed.
We pulled back the covers, and got in.
Once I faced Ryan, he captured my lips with his passionately.
When we parted I smiled, and laid my head on his chest.
"G'night Ry." I said sleepily.
"Night babe. Sweet dreams." He said, before kissing my forehead, and resting his head on mine.
I closed my eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep.