England x Reader: Snow In California (Songfic)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

       This fanfiction features the song Snow In California by Ariana Grande. This song is fit for the reader, so in the beginning insert your name when it says '(y/n)'. I did this so it would make more sense and so the reader could insert themselves even more than normal when it comes to songfics. The whole fanfiction will make more sense if you listen to the song while reading, so I would ask of you to listen to it for your benefit. Now without further a due, please enjoy the fanfiction. 

    

                                    :     S N O W   I N   C A L I F O R N I A     : 

        Dear Santa it's me, (y/n)
        I know it's been a while but I really need your help this year...
        Let me make this clear.
       
        See I really love him,
        And it's been kinda tough cause he's only in town for the holidays...
        Tomorrow he's flying away..
        Away....
        From me.

   
     You watched as your boyfriend Arthur finished up packing his bags. He would be leaving back to England at 5 AM tomorrow, and in return would leave you in California. Yes, he came to a completely different nation for you and spent Christmas with you, but you couldn't help but feel disappointed. You loved to meet him at the airport, yet, you hated to take him to it. Arthur meant so much to you, and you just wanted him to stay, even if it was just one more day.

    However, you did have a great Christmas together. You gave gifts to each other, stayed by the fire all day, and at night cuddle up in the blankets. It was bliss, and you desperately wanted it to stay that way. You just wanted one miracle. One wish. You wanted the impossible for California; you wanted it to snow. It didn't have to be a lot, but it had to be just enough to make his flight delay. You knew it would be out of the blue for California, but you hoped that dear old Santa Claus might help you.

        I  don't need another gift, 
        I just have one wish.
        This year, can you.....

        
        Just make it snow in California,
        I'll even settle for rain.
        Don't want him to go tomorrow morning
        Give me something to make him stay.
        Wrapped in his arms by the fireplace,
        Will be the perfect gift.
        Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow....
        Let it snow,
        In Calif-orn-i-a!

    
    
    "Dear, please don't look so sad. I'll be back before you know it, alright love?" Arthur pulled you into a hug. You looked up and him, a fake smile plastered on your face. 

    "It's fine. At least you could spend Christmas with me.." Your muffled voice said through your boyfriend's chest. He smiled down at you as he pet your (h/c) silky hair. You wanted him to stay forever, and you were pretty sure that he wanted to to the same. That's why you hoped and prayed for snow, or at least some rain. 

    "Who knows, maybe Santa will pull through..." You thought. You were really hoping for a miracle, just this once. You decided to check the weather forecast, and what you saw made you lose almost all your hope.

    

        Dear Santa,
        What happened to the plan we had?
        I checked the news and it said
        It'd be a sunny day....
        Make it go away.

        See I, I really need him to stay,
        For a couple more days,
        Can't you make his five o'clock flight delay?
        Won't you find a way?

        Just make it snow in California,
        I'll even settle for rain. 
        Don't want him to go tomorrow morning, 
        Give me something to make him stay.
        Wrapped in his arms by the fireplace,
        Will be the perfect gift!
        Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow,
        Let it snow...
        In Cal-if-orn-i-a!
        

    
    
    You kinda moped around after you saw that it was going to be another sunny California day; just as usual. In the back of your mind you knew it wasn't going to happen. You knew it was an unusual thing, you knew it would have to be not only a Santa-given miracle, but a God-given miracle as well. 

    You crawled into bed for the night. It would be the last night that you would have another person in it for a long time. You sighed as you laid your head on Arthur's slightly muscled chest. You felt his chest rise up and down with his small breaths. He stroked your hair in is sleep, a common habit of his. But you didn't mind, really. It was something that you were really going to miss. 

    Drowsiness soon over took you, and you dozed off to sleep. Before you fell under, you whispered one thing into the night's air. 

    

        I know I'm asking for the impossible, 
        But I believe in miracles....
        I need my baby right here with me, 
        So please,
        Please!

        Just make it snow in California,
        I'll even settle for rain.
        Don't want him to go tomorrow morning,
        Give me something to make him stay.
        Wrapped in his arms by the fireplace,
        Would be the perfect gift!
        Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow,
        Let it snow,
        In Calif-orn-i-a!
        

    
    You woke to Arthur's habit of stroking your hair. You rubbed your eyes and checked the clock. It read 5 AM on the dot. Since you were still half awake, you didn't really notice until Arthur said something.

    "Well good morning, sleeping beauty." 
    
    "Good morning...." You said drowsily, but then you soon realized that Arthur was supposed to be at the airport. "A-Arthur, shouldn't you be at the airport?"

    "Yes, if it weren't snowing so terribly." He smiled.
    
    "You mean it....?"

    Arthur nodded at you. "Yes, love. According to the forecasters, the weather is so bad that another flight for England won't come for about a week. Forecasters say it's a Christmas miracle." You smiled at laid your head back down on his chest.  


    Looks like Santa is real after all.