It was 23rd of December when I received a call from Niall. Alex had travelled to Australia with her family to spend Christmas with her maternal grandma. This was how the call conversation went:
"Hello?"
"Dawn? It's Niall." The voice spoke.
"Oh, how did you get my number?" I asked.
"I requested it from Alex. I need your help. How good are you with Christmas presents?" He said.
"Uhh... I'm a terrible gifter." I answered.
"Hmmm, well I will still use you since there's no one else around to help."
"Why didn't you ask Alex?" I told him.
"Need I remind you that she is thousand of miles away in Australia? Oh maybe I should ask her to teleport herself her right now to help me out." He sassed.
"What about Harry?" I scowled,
"He's gone to London 2 days ago." He answered.
I signed, "fine I'll help you but don't blame me when the person you're giving the present to complains."
"Don't sweat it. Just be ready in an hour, i'll be picking you up by then. Wait, you're home right?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm home."
"Okay, see ya later." He said and hanged up.
I got up and went to my bedroom to pick out an appropriate outfit. I picked out a chunky knit sweater, slouched jeans and vintage boots. I put them on and wore a chic hat on my head. I went to the sitting room to watch the TV before Niall arrived.