Daryl Palumbo| All I Want For Christmas Is You| One Shot

Christmas Eve is supposed to be a happy day. You know, filled with excitement and anticipation for the next day- Christmas. Everybody is supposed to be full of joy and love. On this night most couples spend their time together cuddling in front of something like a roaring fireplace and eventually falling asleep in each other's arms. Or some other romantic thing like that.
It was the opposite for me. I was sitting all alone in my house, filled with sadness and want. I wanted my boyfriend, Daryl, to come home for Christmas. He wasn't going to come home anytime soon. He was still on tour with his band. Daryl would probably call me sometime tomorrow night, wish me a "Merry Christmas" and then quickly say goodbye before hanging up and hitting the stage.
I kept my gaze on the small box with shiny, red wrapping paper that was sitting under the small, artificial Christmas tree. Inside the box was a gold pocket watch I had gotten for Daryl. Three words were inscribed in it: I love you. The watch, along with the tree, would sit there and collect dust until mid-January when he'd return home for less than a week before going on the road again.
After sitting there for a while, I decided to get up and go to bed. It wasn't like there was much else to do. I got into some comfy pajamas (that had little frogs on them, but that's irrelevant) and got into bed. I always had trouble falling asleep. This bed was meant for two people to share. It was too big for one person. It always felt uncomfortable when Daryl wasn't sharing it with me.
The next morning when I got up, I got dressed and looked out of the window. There was a blanket of fresh, soft snow covering everything. It looked like the front of a Christmas card. I pulled myself away from the window and went to the living room. Sitting by the Christmas tree was a rather large box that wasn't there last night. There was a tag attached to it that read "To Emerie" in messy handwriting. I had to get on my tiptoes to take the top off and then I had to get a chair to stand on to see into the box.
"Oh my gosh!" I said when I saw Daryl inside the box "How'd you get in there?"
"The guys helped me get in here." he told me "Then they carried the box in early this morning, when you were still asleep. Move outta the way so I can knock the box over and get out."
I stepped out of the way as Daryl rammed the box. He did it three times before successfully knocking it over. He spilled out of the box and sttod up, smiling at me.
"Pretty nice gift." Daryl said "Wouldn't you say so?"
I nodded before saying "Probably the best gift of all time."
Daryl then pulled me close and gave me a kiss.
Merry Christmas
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