Watch It All Drop

Chapter Nine

~Louis POV~

We get off the elevator, one by one. I go first, then Liam, and last Harry. I grab the handles to the doors of the party and pull. I take one step in and someone catches my eye. I stop, stunned! Eleanor? No, she...she cant be here.

"Are you alright?" Liam asks.

"Yes, he's fine. Like always...remember?" Harry says rudely and sarcastic like.

"No, not at all. Why?"

Well, you stopped. The color has drained from your face!" Liam sounds very worried. I pull on their arms and lead them out of the doorway.

"What is it?" Harry says, crossing his arms.

"I think El's is in there!" I whisper strongly.

"What?" Harry said in a shocked manner.

"Yes. She looks a bit different thought. I think she dyed her hair, but I dont know. She was looking away, so I didn't see her face. Guys, I simply can't go in there! She can't see me like this."

"Lou, you don't have to near her. Just have a good time." Liam says. They both grab my ams and drag me to the door.

"You can do this." Liam tells me. Once again, I reach for the door and pull.

We walk in and I look away from the lady who could be El. She's over by the wall made completely of windows that look out over New York. The ball drop is right in front, so it will be extremely visible. I walk over to get a drink with Liam while Harry goes into the crowd, most likely to charm a girl. I keep an eye on 'Eleanor'. She continues to talk to this other girl, in a white dress. I've never seen this other girl before. I guess I didn't meet all of her friends. About ten minutes into the party, she finally turns around. She keeps her head down, but she walks over here. I begin to scoot away, but something tells me not to. Liam has walked away, so I'm stand alone. As she gets closer, my heart beats faster. She's right next to me, with a drink her hand, facing the same direction as I am.

"Hi." She says with a sweet voice. The same sweet voice I miss waking up to. When I was away, I would call her just to listen to her voice mail. She sounds nervous.

~Astrids POV~

Morgan and I, for the first 15 minutes, stand by the window wall and talk about how cool the ball drop will be. Then, Morgan eyes something across the room.

"What are you doing?" I ask her, not turning around.

"Theres this really hot guy over there. You should go talk to him!"

"No! Boys don't even like me. No, bad idea."

" Oh come on! Astrid, you look absolutely amazing! Just go over there!"

"Okay." I look down and turn around. Start to walk over there. I'll just pretend to get a drink. I get to the table and grab a water. I turn around and lean against the table.

"Hi." I said. He hesitates before replying.

"Hi." He utters out silently, with sorrow tied in his voice. I look up at him and hold out my hand.

"My name's Astrid." He looks up from the floor. He still has to look down because I'm shorter than him. He takes my hand and shakes it.

"I'm Louis. Louis Tomlinson." He gives me a little smile. But, he quickly takes it off.

"I was on the elevator with you."

So that was you." He chuckles.

"Uh, Yeah." I smile at him. "Would you like to meet my friend, Morgn? She was there too."

"Sure." I signal her over and, like always, she has no problem introducing herself. Durning the next few hours, we talk to each other and joke around. Liam eventually brings himself over. We all end up having a few drinks.