All I Want For Christmas Is You

"Please, just let me pay for you to go to school here," Harry continued to beg me. I shook my head. "Harry no. You can't do that," I kept telling him, but he wouldn't take no as an answer. "But Cat, you want to become a journalist! Tell me, what type of journalist do you want to be?" Harry asked, sitting up and turning me to face him. I looked to the corner of the room and back at him. He was staring persistently. "I never really gave thought to what TYPE of journalist," I started as a smile appeared on his face. "Maybe you could do celebrity journalism, like for Teen Now Magazine. I could get you into that, I'm pretty sure you are already great enough to get hired without a degree," Harry suggested, I smiled, "Harry, it's okay, I have to go home anyway," "But Cat you said it yourself! That isn't your home! Why can't you stay? You even told me on Oxford Street, the day we went to Harrods and you got into that fight with Karla, that day you said you would stay with me!" "Harry!! I thought you were joking!" I threw my arms in the air in anger. "Why would I joke about that?!" "Because I had JUST MET YOU!" I yelled. I took a deep breath in. "Harry... I'm sorry," I said, looking down. I glanced up at Harry and he was smiling. I looked at him confused. "What?" "It's just that I love it... You have a temper, just like me, so I guess I can't be nor stay mad at you," he giggled, causing me to giggle as well.

"But seriously, I'm probably going to end up going somewhere like the University of Texas. They have a great journalism program. I can't stay in the UK forever," I said, hinting a bit of sadness on the end of my statement. "You could though," Harry said, once again, not taking no as an answer. "No, Texas is where I was born and raised, and I can't leave now. Not just because my teacher got us tickets to a show, which I still don't understand how she did it... And met you," I said, tracing the outlines of his veins in his hand. "But wait... Can I ask you a question?" he asked, and I giggled. "You just did," I said cutely and he smiled with a small chuckle. "Yeah, but really, I want to ask you something," he said, back to getting serious. I nodded and waited for his question. "Do you believe in love at first sight?" he asked, looking directly to my eyes and awaiting my answer. I sat there for a moment, unable to bear an answer. But I knew what I felt. "I do," I said, as Harry caressed my jawline with his warm fingers. "Well, you will be happy to know I do too," he said as a smile appeared on his face. I smiled too as I reached to him for a hug. He squeezed me tightly, and he kissed the side of my face, with his brown curls tickling my ear, causing me to laugh.

"Well then, you better show that you believe in love at first sight, by staying with me," Harry said, letting me go. I rolled me eyes and threw my hands on his knees. "HARRY! How am I going to get you off this subject?" "By saying , 'Okay Harry, I will stay with you because I love you.'," he said, mimicking me... pretty badly. Haha. "Harry, I can't promise you anything. I mean I am only 17 years old," "And I'm only 20, ... continue," he interrupted, excited to see that I was starting to agree. "Well, I ...... I can't. My Aunt is probably already on the plane," I stated as Harry rolled his eyes and fell backwards onto the bed sheets behind him. "What is it going to take to get you to stay in England!" he cried out. I chuckled. "A lot," I said smiling. "I can't wait that long though, but know that I'm never letting you go. And you better not let me go," Harry said, sitting back up and touching my nose gently with his index finger.

"HARRY!" I heard a voice yell from the kitchen. It was Gemma. "HARRY THE BOYS ARE HERE!" she yelled again. "I guess that's my cue, I wonder who is here," Harry said, helping me off of him, and walking towards the door. I followed him out.

There stood Niall, Liam, Zayn and Perrie. "We heard about you two, and we wanted to see if it was true," Niall said, smiling at me. I smiled back. "Where's Karla?" Niall asked, looking around the room, and I pointed towards the couch, where she waved at him. "I'll be back," Niall said with a smile as he ran towards her and gave her a hug. I turned back to the boys and Perrie. "Why are y'all here?" I asked, knowing that they should be having their own Christmas's at their own houses. They all shrugged. "We were nearby," Zayn said as he squeezed Perrie's hand a little harder. "Yeah, we all already had dinner with our families, and we wanted to see you two," Perrie smiled, causing me to smile. "I was with Niall, that's why I'm here," Liam said smiling, and pointing over at the Irish man hugging my best friend. "And you were invited to come have dinner with us, but you didn't. You came here," Liam said with a frown. I laughed. "Liam, I swear everything has happened since then! I didn't know the future!" I cried out and he laughed, knowing that already.

"Wait, where is Louis?" I asked, remembering that he wasn't here. Zayn and Liam shrugged and Perrie shook her head. "I haven't heard from him since yesterday," Zayn said, looking at his phone as if to check if Louis made any contact, obviously there was none because Zayn put his phone right back. "Oh," I said, hoping that he was just busy with his family.

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