Well, this is it! Thank you everyone so much for reading! I hope you liked this cute little Thanksgiving story, and enjoyed the holiday marriment mixed with a little romance. Make sure to look out for my upcoming stories! I'm also on FanFiction under the same username =)


He should be here by now. My foot moved up and down rapidly as I glanced at the clock for the hundredth time in the past few minutes. Our Christmas tree stood in all its lighted glory near the TV, twinlking its yellow lights onto the colorful orb ornaments. It was the eve of Christmas Eve, getting near to five in the evening.

"Okay, I can't sit down," I said and shot of from from the sofa and walked over to one of the front windows and peeked through the burgundy curtains.

"He'll be here, Haley," mom said as she sat on the loveseat with dad.

"I know, I just... gosh, it was like Thanksgiving was a dream, and now I'm dreaming again."

Andrew piped up as he sat on the large sofa, "You've been dreaming for the past month, then, since you've been texting, calling, and face-timing him once a week."

"Thoses times were different. I just want to see him in person."

We heard a car door shut from outside and I gasped. I couldn't take it any longer. Mom called my name, but I was already outside as the sun was setting, leaving a golden glow across the sky. I stopped and my heart sunk. It was just the neighbor across the street coming home from work. I moaned. "Geez, when is he going to get here?"

A black car came down the road and stopped in front of our house. I held my breath as I saw a person got out. I couldn't help myself...

"Dylan!" I belted out, and I ran to him. I nearly knocked him over when I rammed into him in a hug, and he ebraced me tightly.

"Haley, it's so great to see you." He looked back at me and at my green dress. "Wow, you look beautiful."

"Thanks. So do you."

He laughed and he embraced me again. I held onto him, savoring his nearness, and letting my happiness shoot to the skies at finally being able to hold him after a month of waiting to.

"Gosh, I was about to go crazy with impatience," I said into his shoulder.

"Tell me about it. I was like a little kid asking Nathan 'Are we there yet?' over and over. I think I drove him insane."

"Yeah, you're right, you did."

I loosened myself from Dylan again, and he still held onto my waist. I said to Dylan's manager, "It's good to see you, Nathan."

He waved a hand. "Yeah, you, too. Now let's get into the house before someone sees Dylan."


We went inside, and mom immediately bombarded Dylan in a hug. "Oh, it's great to see you, Dylan!"

"Yeah, you, too, Mrs. Mendez. Great to be back."

"Pease, call me Rachel, Dylan."

"Okay, Rachel."

He let mom go and Andrew came up to him and bombarded him in a hug as well. "Hey, man, long time no see," my brother greeted him.

"Yeah, I know." He let Andrew go. "And I know I told you this already over the phone the week after I left, but congrats on your new girlfriend. We told you she liked you."

He smiled broadly. "Yeah, yeah, I know, rub it in."

"Great to see ya," dad said as he came up to Dylan and shook his hand.

"Yes, you, too, Mr. Mendez."

"Please, call me Dave."

Dylan beamed, as did I. I couldn't stop smiling, knowing that my dad and everyone else loves Dylan. "Alright, Dave."

The family greeted Nathan as well, and we all moved to the sofas, aside form mom who had gone to the kitchen to check on the lasagna. Andrew, Dylan and I sat in the same spots as we did back when Dylan stayed with us. Andrew gave him a daring look. "Okay, after dinner, we're pulling out the Switch and we're racing, got it? I've been practicing for the past month.

"Bring it. You know I'll cream you."

"Fat chance."

Dylan turned his head to me and whispered, "Can I talk to you in private?"

Heat rose up my neck and I nodded. We left the living room as dad and Nathan were in conversation about something, and Andrew set up his Nintendo Switch. I started up the stairs and Dylan followed me into the guest room and shut the door. I faced him, glad that I wore my best geen dress that had thin straps, went to my knees and hugged me in all the right areas.



The air became thick as we stared at each other and my heart pounded rapidly inside of me. I opened my mouth to say something, but Dylan suddenly strode over, took my shoulders, and caught my mouth with his. He wrapped his strong arms around me and I felt his warm, moist mouth move rapidly over mine, making my limbs feel like jelly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and I ran my fingers through his soft dark hair as I kissed him back wholeheartedly.

His hand moved up my back, and I felt his fingers in my hair, which gave me pleasurable shivers. I felt his warm mouth a little more, then we slowly broke away. He chuckled.

"Wow... I've wanted to do that for a month."

"I've wanted to do that for four years."

"You have me beat."

We both laughed, and we held onto one another, our foreheads touching. What I have wanted to tell him since the moment he left a month ago escaped my lips... "I love you, Dylan. And I mean as a person and as a celebrity."

He smiled adorably. "I love you, too, Haley. I think I started to when I met you in that store and was shocked to see just how pretty your were. I knew I was going to be in for a ride when I went home with you."

This was something that he hasn't told me in the past month! "Really?"


Our mouths neared each other and met. Dylan backed me into the dresser and we started kissing in a way that made my whole face feel hot, and made my whole body tingle with pleasure. His warm mouth moved with mine, but the heated moment was cut short...

"Haley, Dylan! Dinner!"

We both chuckled. Dylan said, "I missed your mom's boistrous vocals."


"Not really."

I laughed. "We should get down there."

"One more minute."

His mouth hooked itself with mine again, and I kissed him back, using my tongue this time. And, oh, how I loved the feeling of his hands gripping my waist where my dress hugged me!

"Are you guys coming?" we heard Andrew shout from downstairs, and Dylan and I unhooked again and laughed.

"Okay, we better go," I said.

"I guess that would be a good idea."

We exited the room and made it downstairs to the dining room as everone was seated at the table, and the smell of lasagna and ceasar salad filled the air.

"It's about time," dad said. "C'mon, the food's growing icicles."

"We were just talking," I said simply as Dylan and I sat down next to each other. "Catching up."

"Yeah, right," Andrew scoffed. "I don't even want to know what you guys were doing up there."

The whole table laughed, and we all dug in. Everyone started talking with one another, and I glanced over at Dylan. What a surreal miracle it was that I happened to be at Local Mart while he was there trying to play hooky, and he chose me to help him escape. It changed my life, and not because I became famous or anything. Those reporters from before left, and as far as anyone is concerned, Ashley was just making up wild stories. My life changed becuase I got to know Dylan, fall in love with him, and see how happy he has become because he spent the holidays with us. He sure made it a holiday to remember.