Sydney's POV...

When the apartment door closed, I felt lonely and kinda sad. Bri was out, going to have a romantic night with her man but I didn't want to be selfish and keep her and Jake here just because I'm lonely and I couldn't go with them either.

Juno waddled up to me, plopping down at my feet. I looked down and stared into his big eyes. He whined and whimpered, he never did that.

My heart broke a bit, so I crouched down to his level to rub and pet him, "Oh I know what you want, he's not coming," I frowned, thinking of Sid, "Especially at this hour." I mumbled under my breath.

All I could see was his smile, and how warm and happy it made me, but now it made me even feel more alone and empty since he wasn't here with me. My heart broke, even more, I could feel it spitting in the middle.

Gently, I placed a hand over my chest, standing up and going back to my spot on the couch with my laptop on the coffee table. My body just flopped on the couch. I didn't know what was going on with me.

"Is this what love feels like?" I asked out loud, staring into the abyss.

Juno barked, answering my question, which made me look at him, sitting on the carpet.

"I think your right, bud. A love he will never know and come to accept from me..." Shutting my eyes from my own words, I felt worse, I thought I was going to explode.

I then got up to get my speaker, to drown and blur the lines from dream and reality, to try and fix myself, put myself back together in a way. Music was a way of helping me cope and fix myself, but when I was alone, dance, dance is something that helps my heart race, helps me get all my anger out. Dancing was my form of screaming out in pain.

My JBL speaker was in my bedroom, but I brought it out, placing it on the counter, upright, turning it on before connecting it to my computer.

Going back to my computer, I went to YouTube to put in the slowed version of Somebody Else turning it up high but not too high, kicking off my slippers and taking out my navy blue headband with white polka dots, throwing it on the keyboard of my computer.

My body movement started out slow and simple, then everything just became chaotic.

My head thrashing back and forth while my feet carried my body across the floor like I was weightless. My arms acted like the wings of a bird, moving up me down next in all kinds of directions.

"I don't want your body but I need to think about you with somebody else...

Our love has gone cold, your intertwining your soul with somebody else...

I'm looking through you while you're looking through your phone and then leaving with somebody else...

No, I don't want your body but I'm picturing your body with somebody else-"

Loud knocking came from the door, "SYD! YOU IN THERE?" I froze for a moment, listening to see if my mind was imagining Sid knocking at my door, "SYD! IT'S ME! I BROUGHT DINNER!"

Sid was on the other side of my door, so I went over to my computer and paused it, rushing over to the door and making my hair fluffed up by running my fingers through my hair before opening up the door.

A wide smile painted Sid's face, "I brought dinner." He held up a pretty decent sized bag and a cardboard drink holder, one was mine, French vanilla decaf iced coffee from McDonald's and I would assume some sort of pop in the other cup.

I snatched the coffee, immediately sipping on it, "Ok, you may enter since you brought me a peace offering of my favorite iced coffee." I waved him inside the apartment and Juno barked happily, waddling over to Sid while he closed the door behind him.

"So, like, were you having a party for one in here? Cause like the music was pretty loud." Sid chuckled, setting down the bag on the counter, same with the cup holder.

"Yeah, kinda like that." I nodded, then sitting on the couch.

"I hope you enjoyed my PB and J," Sid rooted through the bag, then he pulled out two Specialty Sidney Crosby PB and J's in plastic bags, "I brought PB and J's."

I was laughing so hard that tears were rolling from my eyes, "Because you didn't want to make pasta with chicken?!"

Sid also started laughing, wheezing while trying to speak, "Exactly! I didn't wanna make pasta and chicken!" Sid threw me a sandwich from across the room, frisbee style.

I caught it and started ripping open the bag, "God I missed these PB and J's." I groaned, covering my mouth while speaking with my mouth full.

"I also brought some chips." Sid then pulled out some tiny bags of original Lays Potato Chips, the real good stuff.

He sat down next to me, giving me a bag of chips, setting down his cup of soda from McDonald's on the coffee table next to my computer, then opening his sandwich and chip bags.

Shaking my head, I then turned to him, "Ok so like how did you know I was gonna be alone tonight, like I know you knew Jakey asked Bri on a date, duh, we were there but like how?"

"Jake called me and was anxious. He was like "Oh God, what if I screw up? What if I say something wrong?" He was pretty nervous so I figured he was going out tonight."

"Ohhhhh, I get it, so it wasn't a peace offering-"

"Oh believe me! The iced coffee was a peace offering but everything else is just kinda my way of staying inside and going on a date but not really, if that makes sense?" Sid raised his brows, then taking a drink of his soda.

"So this is a date then?"

"NO!" He blurted, "I mean it's like a date but not really tho!" Sid stumbled with his words, trying to think of something quick.

Playfully, I rolled my eyes before turning off my computer, and putting my headband back on, "Mmhmm," I then grabbed the remote from the other side of the couch, turning on the TV, "Anyway, how about a movie, preferably a Christmas movie but your choice."

"Ok well don't let me pick any sort of movie for one." Sid chuckled, crunching on a chip.

I then scrolled through the guide page on our cable provider, "Uhh, looks like Freeform has The Santa Clause on, AMC has Jack Frost, TNT has the original Frosty The Snowman, and TMC has National Lampoons Christmas Vacation."

"I haven't seen Frosty since I was a kid, but Jack Frost has been a hot minute too."

"How long has that hot minute been?"

"Maybe since I was a kid."

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" I threw my hands in the air, "Ok, we're watching Jack Frost!" I violently pressed the button with my index finger, the TV changed to the movie which was just starting.

Juno had hopped in between us, resting his head on Sid's thigh which made me smile and my heart warmed up at the sight.

I then kissed his head, scratching behind his ears lightly, "Such a good boy." I whispered into his fur.

While the movie was playing, the two of us finished our dinner. I had some iced coffee leftover and Sid had some soda left too. The three of us were cuddled up to each other, Sid and I under a giant blanket while Juno was sitting on top between us.

There were no lights on in the house except the festive lights, the TV, and the Christmas tree sitting in the corner of the living room, next to the TV and the windows. Soft honks and cars passing by, slushing in the wet snow on the street were coming from outside, and the light street lights adorned with wreaths and garland with lights stretching the street.

My least favorite part was coming up and it always made me upset and sing.

https://youtu.be/WM7-PYtXtJM

Charlie walked outside in the knee-high snow, his dog Chester behind him, with a box of his dad's old things in his arms. Then the guitar started playing in the background.

"Oh God, here come the waterworks," I mumbled, then reaching for a bunch of tissues from the tissue box on the coffee table, holding them close to my face.

Sid obviously noticed because he looked at me for a minute and I could see it in the corners of my eyes.

"I took my love and I took it down...

I climbed a mountain and I turned around...

And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills, where the Landslide brought it down..." Charlie started rolling up balls of snow to make a snowman, then throwing a scarf around the neck of the snowman, his father's scarf.

He then started putting more clothes on the snowman, slamming the Jack Frost Band button into the chest of the snowman.

Tears started pouring down my face, as I whispered along to the song. Sniffing my nose, I used my tissue to wipe the corners of my eyes.

Sid then took his arm, wrapping it around my shoulder and bringing me closer so I could snuggle into his side while his thumb gently brushed my arm.

Charlie then found something at the bottom of the box, a case. Then opening it to reveal a shiny gold harmonica, "And if you see my reflection in the snow, covered, hills..." Chester whimpered at the harmonica, then cutting the scene to where Charlie was blowing into the harmonica laying on his bed in his room.

Using my many tissues, I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, "It gets me every damn time," I whined with a shaky voice from crying, sniffing my nose. "Fucking hate it."

"Do you think your gonna be ok?" Sid chuckled, bringing me closer, trying to cheer me up,

"Yeah, I'll be good in a few minutes." I sniffed once again, continuing to watch the movie together.

At one point in the movie, I had got up and made the two of us some hot cocoa with Sanders Hot Fudge, like how my mom used to make it. Even though I despised my mother, I did take a lot of recipes from her when I moved to art school.

I came back over to the couch with two coffee cups in my hands, being careful not to spill anything on. I picked out a Penguin mug for Sid with a drawing of a little family of Emperor Penguins and their chick on the front of the mug while I picked out a mug with a drawing of Rudolph and his bright red nose.

"Thank you." He smiled, wrapping one hand around the mug.

While I went to sit, he put his arm around my shoulder and let me snuggle close to him again while we sipped our hot cocoa, watching Jack Frost.

Charlie and reincarnated snowman Jack were at Charlie's favorite spot, my favorite scene. Charlie and Jack were playing hockey together. Jack was teaching Charlie his special shot, the one he was supposed to teach him before he died. He kept getting blasted and left a bunch of holes in his snow body which made me laugh under my breath.

"This is your favorite part, right?" Sid looked over at me smiling and giggling in amusement.

"Yeah, it's just so heartwarming and it makes me happy that he never forgot the move he wanted to teach Charlie."

"I agree, it's is heartwarming." He emphasized.

A good while went by, the two of us never left our spot on the couch. The end of the movie came and I was crying again.

Jack was turned back into a human for just a short while, saying some stuff to Charlie and his mother before leaving again, then the screen went dark, ending the movie.

"God, I hate crying." I sniffed once again, wiping the tears away from my corners with my tissue.

"Man, it really has been a hot minute since I've watched this movie, Jesus." Sid laughed which made the both of us laugh.

I glanced down at my wrist, it was almost 7 and Bri wasn't home yet, "Well, Jakey and Bri must be having fun, it's almost 7."

"Yeah, must be," Sid's voice was a bit quieter. "You excited for tomorrow?"

My eyes lit up for a second at his question, "Oh yes! Definitely! Our dresses came in the other day and we have our outfits picked out! We got appointments down the street at the hair salon and got all our Secret Santa shopping done, I'm just super excited," My voice hitched from excitement at the topic. "What about you? Excited for tomorrow?" I wiggled my brows, smiling.

"Definitely, I'm just excited to see my family. This is the first time that I'll be going home for Christmas, my family normally comes to me for Christmas but I decided to change things this year."

"Break tradition?" I raised a brow, being offended, "Sidney Crosby? Breaking tradition? Do you have another fever there Sid, you ok?" I placed the back of my palm on his forehead, checking his temperature.

"I know, I know, crazy, right?"

"Yeah! I'm like shocked tho."

"Well, the reason why I changed plans is that Jake told me that he was going to ask Bri if she wanted to come home for Christmas, this time as his girlfriend."

"Awww that's so nice Sid-"

"But that's just a sliver of why I changed plans," Sid paused, looking away for a second, "I was hoping you would come home with me."

My eyes got wide, I was taken away by his wish, "Like go to Cole Harbor for Christmas and meet your family?" A small smile painted my lips and my heart fluttered.

"Yeah, I mean like as my friend and I don't want you to be lonely at Christmas and when the four of us get back from our holiday at home, we can celebrate a friends Christmas, us, Jake, Bri, Geno, Anna, Nikita, Kris, and his wife and kids, together," Sid emphasized, being true to his words.

Deep down in my heart, I knew that Sid cared for me more than a friend, thought of me more than a friend, maybe a lover. I had a deep feeling in my heart.

My mind tried to make up an excuse, changing my attitude, "Are you sure you want me to come home with you, I mean I'm sure I can make other arrangements-" I stuttered, obviously being nervous about meeting his family even though he talked about them so much. I thought I practically knew them even when they're so far away.

Sid then placed his hand on top of mine, gently, trying to convince me to come with him, "I'm sure of it, they'll love you, Syd."

"I dunno Sid."

"Trust me. You do trust me right?" He nodded, looking into my eyes for confirmation.

"Yes of course I do-"

Sid cut me off, preventing me from saying more, "Then you know that I'm right."

I laughed under my breath, looking at our hands on top of each other, he never removed his hand, it felt so warm and comforting with his on top of mine.

"It's funny how we're such close friends now," I spoke in a soft voice.

Sid also laughed under his breath, "Yeah, it's pretty great," Sid then got serious, "I do appreciate you for helping build me back up from, ya know," He emphasized, not wanting to really talk about his breakup with Kathy but he wasn't comfortable bringing up her name yet either.

He was still healing from a deep cut wound that would hurt him for a good while but I appreciate Sid acknowledging I was helping build him back up to the person he was. I had a sliver of hope that he cared for me more than a friend. Hopefully more than a close friend too.