Summer Love *Finished*

Alison Edwards never thought that she would find love during her summer break..Until she met Harry Styles. Will their romance last longer than three short months or will it beat all of the odds?


23. It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

*Ali's P.O.V.*

*3 Months Later*

    "I want that one," I said as I pointed to the fake tree I wanted. Yes it's that time of year people. Ugly sweaters and my family drunk on eggnog. "Are you sure?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. I nodded. He grabbed the box off the shelf. "Wait I want that one," I joked earning a death glare. "Just kidding babe," I smiled. He rolled his eyes as he placed the tree in the trolley. I pushed the cart to the ordainment aisle. There we just grabbed every ordainment that we liked and put them into the cart. When we got everything we wanted, we headed to the checkout.

     Back at the house Harry set up the tree while I decorated the house with decorations bought from Urban Outfitters. When we were done we cuddled on the couch. "Not bad if I do say so myself," I smiled as I looked around the room. "Ya had some help," he sternly replied. "I guess," I sighed. My phone went off. "Hello?" I answered. "Hey Ali," my Nana cheerfully replied. "What's up Nan?" "Well I was thinking about having Christmas at you and your lover boy's new flat," she explained. "Why don't you ask him Nan," I told her before I handed Harry the phone. "Hi Ethel," Harry said into the phone. "I think that's a great idea," he smiled. "Alright. We'll keep in touch Miss Ethel. Stay out trouble," he chuckled before he hung up and handed me the phone.

     "Your grandmother is a nice lady," he commented. "Well was she up your ass trying to make you be the perfect lady?" I spat. "No." Nana grew up in the generation where every woman treated herself with respect and thought that I had to be the same way (if that made any sense). "So I was thinking about getting a family Christmas card," Harry said, rubbing circles in my with his thumbs. "When?" I asked, looking him in the eyes. "It's up to you." "Next week sound good?" I asked with puppy-dog eyes. "I guess," he sighed. "Thanks babe," I smiled before I kissed his cheek. I got up then hobbled up the stairs to go to bed. I turned on the TV. I quickly changed it to Ghost Adventures. I only watched it because Zak Bagans is soo hot! "Dude!" Aaron, the bald guy with the beard yelled as he ran back to Nick and Zak causing me to laugh. "What's so funny?" Harry asked as he entered the room. "Aaron," I smiled. "Shocker," he chuckled as he walked to the bed. "If you look closely, you can see an orb go towards Nick's head then disappear," Zak narrated. "I don't see anything," Harry declared. "Shh Harry. Let him believe what he wants," I told him. We watched the rest of the episode then fell asleep.

*The Next Week*

     "Alright Mr. Styles place your hand on Miss Edwards' shoulder please," the photographer instructed. Harry did as he was told then smiled. The photographer  took the picture. While he was looking at the picture I stood up then wrapped my arms around Harry's neck. "So what are you making for supper?" I asked. "What are you hungry for?" he asked, putting his forehead on mine. "Stay like that!" the photographer demanded as he took a picture. "Ali turn around." I did as I was told. "Now lift up your shirt so to show your stomach then put your hands on there. Harry you do the same." You could tell that the creative juices were starting to flow. "I'll be right back," Mr. Kelly said before he left the room. He came back with a thing of ribbon. "Tell me if this is too tight," he told me as he wrapped the ribbon around me. He tied it into a bow then placed my hands where he wanted them and did the same with Harry.

     After the photo shoot, we spent the rest of the day at home. Harry made grilled cheese for supper with tomato soup of course. "You know I'm leaving for the X Factor finale tomorrow right?" he asked me when we were laying in bed. I sighed as I rolled over to face the wall. "Ali," he whined as he put his hand around which I slapped away. "Are you mad at me?" he asked me but I just ignored him. "Fine be that way," he huffed. I smiled in victory knowing that I had won the argument. I hated that he had to do EVERYTHING X Factor related. I turned back around to a sleeping Harry. His mouth was slightly open, letting out a quiet snore. I couldn't stay mad at him for ever. I gave him a kiss on his forehead causing him to stir a bit in his sleep. I closed my eyes then fell asleep. 

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