Christmas with my uncle

Margaret Flaherty, a relatively normal teenager is sent to have Christmas with her favorite uncle. She is finally able to show her true self to people who will understand. What happens when she doesn't want to leave?

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The next morning, I wake up around eleven, to the boys running into my room having Louis and Ashton jumping on the bed to wake me up. 
I look over at my clock and once I realized the time, I started to rush to get ready. I couldn't find my blouse, so instead I put on the dress I wore to dinner last night. I quickly ran a quick run through of the room to make sure I had everything and threw on my boots. I ran downstairs, bag in hand, into the kitchen. I grabbed a plateful of pancakes and gobbled them up as fast as I could. I ran to Simon and gave him a kiss on the cheek as he was reading his news paper and gave my aunt a hug bidding them adieu. "Where are you off to in such a rush, my dear?" My aunt asked. 
"I have to pick up people at the airport and I'm late by fifteen minuets because my alarm didn't go off. " I tell her
"Alright drive safely."
"I always do."
With that I quickly went to my car and drove to the airport. I went to the pickup area, and waited what seemed like forever but was really only five minutes for James, abby, and who but Gwendolyn Strickland . 
"Hey James, Abby. Hello Gwen." I tell them. 
"Hey Margaret." James and Abby chorus. 
"Hello slut." Gwendolyn tells me. 
Abby walks over to me as I am about to say something, and says " Gwen took Jason's ticket. He gave his seat to her as a Christmas present. Be nice. " so then I ignore Gwen. 
"Let's go to the car, " I say. I lead them to my car, and Jason puts the bags in the trunk while Abby takes what she assumes to be shotgun, but since we are in London, it's the drivers side. She climbs over the counsel and sits in her seat. Gwen and James are in the back, and I turn the radio on. Taylor Swift's you belong with me plays to which I sing along:
You're on the phone with your girlfriend—she's upset,
She's going off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do.
I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night.
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like.
And she'll never know your story like I do.
But she wears short skirts
I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
If you could see
That I'm the one
Who understands you.
Been here all along.
So, why can't you see—
You belong with me,
You belong with me?
Walk in the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be.
Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself,
"Hey, isn't this easy?"
And you've got a smile
That could light up this whole town.
I haven't seen it in awhile
Since she brought you down.
You say you're fine—I know you better than that.
Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?
She wears high heels,
I wear sneakers.
She's cheer captain,
And I'm on the bleachers.
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
If you could see
That I'm the one
Who understands you,
Been here all along.
So, why can't you see—
You belong with me?
Standing by and waiting at your backdoor.
All this time how could you not know, baby?
You belong with me,
You belong with me.
[Instrumental]
Oh, I remember you driving to my house
In the middle of the night.
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're 'bout to cry.
I know your favorite songs,
And you tell me about your dreams.
Think I know where you belong,
Think I know it's with me.
Can't you see
That I'm the one
Who understands you?
Been here all along.
So, why can't you see—
You belong with me?
Standing by and waiting at your backdoor.
All this time how could you not know, baby?
You belong with me,
You belong with me.
You belong with me.
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me?
You belong with me.
"Your voice would be good if you weren't singing it. " Gwen tells me. 
"Are you deaf? She sounds perfect. Like you could do any better Gwendolyn!" Abby rants. 
"You wish you were that good." James defends. 
"It's alright if she doesn't like it. I have a record deal and am opening up for Liam and the boys when they come to the U.S. next year." I tell them as we pull up to my dad's place. While they are admiring the outside of the house, Niall comes out to help me grab the bags. We set them inside. 
Gwen walks in like she owns all of London, and finally notices my attire. "Why are you wearing a dress?"
Louis gets mad and rants towards her. "She's wearing a dress because she tried to wear her curtains but her dad yelled at her for taking them down. Then she tried to wear her bed sheets but her stupid dog peed on them. So then she had to go to a cotton field and make the dress. She was quite distressed she couldn't wear her curtains or bed sheets, so the better question is why aren't you wearing a dress?"
"Because I don own anything from last season. Dresses were so last year." Gwen answers. 
"Alright" I butt in. " we need to move around sleeping arrangements. One of you boys have to give up your room for miss princess. Another one of you have to share with James....."
"I can sleep on the couch. It's not that bad." James says. 
"No, mate. You can take the extra bed in my room." Harry offers. 
"I will sleep on the couch bed in Liam's room." Niall says. "What else were you going to say?" 
"I have to go to the recording room and Abbs is sleeping in my room. After I record we, Abby James and I, have to practice." I say expressing that Gwen was unwanted. 
"Alright. We will come practice with you. Lou needs a rematch!" 
We head to the recording room in the basement. Unfortunately, Gwen follows us. When we get down there, the boys want me to cover their son. Little things, but I knew a much better son to cover. It was my groups favorite song Viva La Vida:
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
As I sang in the booth, I could see Abby and James singing along and the boys laughing because they sang the same song on the x- factor. The only one who wasn't interested in my singing was Gwen, but that was probably because he doesn't know what good music is and probably never heard of Coldplay. I walk out of the recording booth and am embraced by James. "That was awesome! I wasn't expecting you to hot such high notes!"
"Well I had practice and an awesome teacher.... Abby!"
We all laughed at my comment because the boys thought it was funny but me and James knew she couldn't hit those notes if her life depended on it. I saved the song to a flash drive to be given to Simon and led Abby and the boys as well as Gwen upstairs. Abby and I raced to my room to get reddy for practice. We ran back downstairs and ended up being the first ones done so we grabbed food from the kitchen. When every one else got downstairs dressed for playing soccer except Gwen who changed into jeans a sweater and high heals, we headed to the cars. Me, Abby, James, Niall and Harry jumped into my convertible while Louis drove Gwen Liam and Zayn In his range rover. 

 

 

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