Oliver | Stella

*I n c o m i n g C a l l*

<Oliver-fboy>
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"Ella!! Thank god you picked up."

"Uh, hello. Why do you sound like you're shitting your pants?"

"Maybe because I am."

"Oliver. Are you shitting and calling me, again?"

"I don't do that."

"Seriously?"

"Fine. Once! I did it once. But that's not important."

"Alright, what's gotten into your pants lately?"

"I would say you, but you aren't giving me some so-"

"Oliver."

"Alright. I'm scared that Santa won't get me anything this year."

"What?"

"It is a valid reason to be scared OKAY?"

"You do realise that Santa Claus does not-"

"Don't you dare finish it."

"...exist?"

"Fuck you."

"You already did and I refused the second time."

"I don't like you anymore."

"Oh, but you do."

"No, I just like your ass."

"I like it too, thanks."

"You are incredibly cocky."

"I know that too."

"You didn't help my problem. What if Santa doesn't get me anything?"

"Well, I'll just say it...you are naughty."

"I am, aren't I?"

"Uh-uh."

"Understandable."

"No doubt about that buddy."

"Hey, Stella?"

"What?"

"You know since 'tis the season and all,"

"Spit it out, fuckboy."

"...Do you want to get naughty?"

"Oliver I swear-"

"...with me?"

".............."

"............."

"Hilarious."

"It...was...very."

"Merry Christmas, Oliver Thomas."

"Merry Christmas, you sexy thing."

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS LOVELIES!!!

I am super duper sorry for being M.I.A, but like I was busy with work and I also fell sick 🤢

It sucked, but I'm fine now! 👏

So see you guys again in 2018 😋❤️