"Astrid! ASTRID! He's been!" At the sound of Bella's voice I sit bolt upright in bed and rub my eyes, trying to see in the pitch black room. Suddenly, a thin beam from a torch shines in my face, causing me to squint.
"He's been!" Bella says again. The torch beam swings away to reveal her little face peering at me from the edge of the bed.

"Who's been?" I ask.

"Santa of course!"

"Oh." I lie back down and grin up at the ceiling.

"Wake up sleepyhead!" She yells in the direction of Hiccup's room. "We need to see what santa brought us!"

"Don't wake Hiccup up. Let's go see." I reach under my pillow for my phone to see what time it is.
Five thirty?! I also notice I've got a message from someone.

At first I think it's Casey or my mum wishing me a merry Christmas, but when I read the name, I'm shook.

Snotlout: Merry Christmas Astrid! Hope you're having a great time in New York. Sucks we couldn't go at the same time. Looking forward to seeing you when you get home! -Snot xx

What the heck? Why is Snotlout texting me? And why Is he looking forward to seeing me? Whatever. I put my phone back under my pillow.
"Come on lazy bones!" Bella calls from the door.

"Okay okay."

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Hiccup is already sitting in the kitchen with a shirt and track suit pants on. As soon as he sees me, he gives me an extra dorky grin.
"Merry Christmas Astrid!" He says as I sit down.

If today were a Christmas movie, then this morning would be the bit where it cuts to a soft focus montage of super happy scenes, while jingle bells plays in the background.

Out of nowhere it dawns on me that I haven't seen Hiccup on his phone.
"How come you're never on your phone?"

"I'm on a cellphone detox over Christmas. You should try it. It clears the mind."

"Gifts gifts!" Bella shrieks, leaping from the table where she was sitting.

"I have more gifts than you." Bella says to me. "But I'll share if you don't like your presents."

"That's so sweet! But I'm okay. Thanks."

Bella grins and bounds back to her pile of gifts.

Hiccup and I are the last to exchange gifts. As I watch him unwrap the record, I'm hit by a wave of doubt. What if he hates it? What if I chose the completely wrong thing? What if Big Bill Broonzy was the wrong choice?
But from the way Hiccup is grinning as he takes the record out of its paper I think I chose well.

"How did you know?" He asks me wide eyed. "I've wanted this album for years."

He looks at me and I look at him with a smile. After hiccup slipped the record out to sniff it, he hands me a gift that has just as much tape as there is wrapping paper.

"Sorry." He mumbles. "Gift wrapping isn't really my forte."

"That's ok." I say, making a small tear in the paper.
In the end, with the help of a small Swiss Army knife, I manage to get into the gift.
Inside is a beautiful hardback book of old black and white photographs of New York.

"I thought with you being into photography and all..."

I can tell he's looking at me in a way that wants me to like his gift.
"If you prefer more modern photography I can take it back and get it changed."

"No it's perfect. Black and white photos are my favourite. They're like little moments of history captured forever."

Right now, I'm so overcome by the need to kiss him, I don't notice him talking. But it doesn't matter because right now all that matters is him and me. Hiccup and Astrid.

"Astrid, I.." hiccup begins. He looks into my eyes and for once I'm not too embarrassed and don't look away.

"Astrid," he says again, cupping my face in his hand. And then we're kissing. As it feels as if my whole body, the entire world, has turned to dust.

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Hello everyone! Ok look if you're wondering, i kinda gave up on doing Hiccups pov because I worked out it was kinda hard to keep switching so I'm going to keep the rest of the book in Astrids point of view. I hope it doesn't matter too much.

Until next time, PEACE ✌🏼