A Kiss Under Mistletoe

"No matter where, I'll find you..... I always will."

Those were his last words to me. I never saw him again. Until one Christmas... my wish finally came true.


The thing was, would I accept him again? Would he remember me?

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3. London!

We finally arrived in London! Yay! I am so excited to see our new home. I'm going to miss New York, but life comes with changes. Sometimes they're good and sometimes they aren't but life isn't always fair. That's what Kyff would tell me every time I was sad. It actually made me feel a lot better. I used to think of it as there's a little bit of hope in some things.

"Are we there yet?" Ash sang.

"Nope!" I sang back.

"Actually we are," Kyff stated.

I looked to see where we were. In front of us there was a gate, then as you look further along a nice little house made of stone stands. OMG! It looks so Christmasy!

"This is where we're living?!"

Kyff nodded and Ash and I hopped out of the car.

"WHOOOHOO!!!!!!!" We yelled.

Ash and I ran to the door. It was open and we walked in. The house seemed so warm and comfy. I could live in it forever!

"I see you like the house guys." Kyff said walking through the door with our luggage.

"We do! But where's the truck for our furniture?"

"It should be-" a honk then blared, "here now."

I laughed and we went to the truck to help out.

9 boxes, 1 sofa, 4 vases and 2 bed headboards later:

I was totally exhausted! My legs ached and I was all sweaty! I hated it. But Kyff made me help still no matter how tired I was. He was practically just standing there and telling us where to put the stuff! I complained to him again but he didn't listen.

 I walked down the lot to the truck. I was carrying a heavy box of my paints for art. I tripped but then someone caught me. I looked up to see a boy with big brown eyes, I wonderful heartwrenching smile and black hair. Damn boy, your hot....

He smiled at me and blushed, "Thanks...."

OMG did I say that out loud? By the look on my face he probably figured, "Ya... you did."

"Sorry," I said shyly.

"Oh it's alright," he said helping me pick up some of the stuff that fell out of the box, "You aren't so bad yourself."

I blushed and put my head behind the box. This guy just turns me on! I really like him. He is so cute!

"So I see you just moved in. Care to make a new friend? I'm Zayn. You are?"

I smiled at him. He took a box and brought it inside with me, "Hi... I'm uh, I'm," I stuttered. Gosh this was so embarrassing. He chukled, "My names, um," I gulped.

"Her names Eira. Spelt E-I-R-A." Ash cockily said.

I glared at him. He laughed and walked in.

"So Eira, what grade are you going in in highschool?"

"Grade 9, you?"

"10, I thought you'd be in my grade?"

"Well, she's got the grades to skip ahead," Kyff shouted from the kitchen, "With that big head of hers!"

I will kill them both! I knew they were trying to embarrass me! Zayn just laughed at them and told me that it was fine. I looked at him  to see his cheeks burning. Did he like me?

"It's 2 days before Christmas.... would you all like to come for dinner on Christmas eve.... which is um... tomorrow?"

"Oh! Well, we'd love to!"

"Great!"

We soon started to talk about are likes and dislikes and tried to get to know each other. I found out

Zayn's POV:

.....we liked the same things. Art, singing (but were shy about it), reading, English.... and a lot more, like football (or soccer in her case). I really like her. I doubt she feels the same. She's so beautiful and everything! I just, I don't know. I'm speechless about her. I stayed  over and helped them fix the house. I was helping her put her shirts away in her closet when she told me she'd be right back. I watched her walk out that I didn't notice what I was holding. I was her bra..... I blushed at myself. I never really felt this way before about anyone! She walked back and I threw it back into the case. Her laugh suddenly filled the whole room.

"Zayn... you don't think I saw that?"

I just turned bright red trying to figure out a way to hide myself. She then handed me something.

"Here, you deserve it. Thanks for helping and inviting us over. It was very thoughtful, you made me feel more ecstatic to be in London."

"What is it?"

"It's an iTunes card for 50$. It was mine but I never used it."

"No, I can't."

"I insist. Now, please take it."

"Eir, I don't think so."

"Did you just call me Eir?"

"Sorry it just slipped, if-"

"I love that! I don't have a nickname so that could be yours for me!"

"Oh... okay."

"Well I 'll see you tomorrow!"

She hugged me and I walked off home. I walked across the street and opened the door.

"Zayn? Is that you? Did you invite them over?" mom called.

"Ya! They said they'd love to!"

I walked up to me room and slupped down into my bed. Man, I just can't get her off my mind. I put my hands in my pocket and felt something. I pulled it out and looked at it. I smiled. She had slipped the iTunes card into my pocket. As I looked at it I noticed something on the back. It was a note.

So here's my gift to you! Thanks so much. Hope to keep in touch with you.

~Eira.

P.S. here's my number: 250-6579.

I just couldn't stop smirking when I read it. I quickly dialed the number into my phone and went to bed.

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