"Four days till Christmas Cally!" Erin yelled jumping on her best friend's bed, "Four days until I know who he is!"

"Gosh," Cally yawned, " Did you really have to wake me up though?"

Erin frowned, "Get up! Lyla's making breakfast."

When her best friend didn't budge she pushed her until she fell on the floor with a loud thud.

"OW," Cally screamed, rubbing her forehead. She threw a pillow at Erin before getting up, but not before sticking a tongue out like a child.

Breakfast was the typical American one. Bacon, eggs and a sausage. Erin gobbled up her breakfast in the matter of seconds before dashing up the stairs. On the process, she bumped into a sleepy looking Bryan.

He was just in his boxers and his hair was still messed up, a obvious sign that he just woke up. When he realized he wasn't dressed, his eyes widened, "Shoot, Erin," he laughed nervously, hands flailing in front of his body attempting to hide what Erin had already seen, "I didn't know you were sleeping over."

Although she shouldn't have felt anything, she did. She tried to ignore it but she couldn't deny the butterflies that took off when she saw her childhood best friend in just his undergarments.

Stop she thought, you have your secret santa.

Not knowing what to do, or say, she ran past him into her best friend's room, putting her hand on her knees and catching her breath once she did.

Sitting down, she grabbed the box and opened it. It was a casual routine now, she couldn't imagine how weird it would be after Christmas when she wouldn't have anything to open anymore.

Inside was a 2018 planner with a small note tucked in the front page.

To make sure you can remember our future dates

She laughed at that and immediately slid the lock screen of her phone.

what makes you think I would want to go on a future date with you?

let's call it a gut feeling

depends, hmm, are you cute?

in my boxers maybe...

well then..

She turned off her phone and smiled to herself.

Four more days.