#172- New Year's Eve
I forgot to update on new year's eve I'm sorry but happy new year everyone
Ashton: You two had spent the day outside in the snow, throwing snowballs at each other and building snow angels, only stopping when the sun went down. Outside, you collapsed in the snow, him laying next to you, staring up at the star drunk sky together. "It's so beautiful." You whisper, feeling his eyes on you. "Just like you." Touching your face with his wool glove and kissing your cheek, he looks at his watch just in time to see it strike 12:00 AM. "I'm glad I got to spend the New Year with the best person in the world." "Me too.." You help him up from the snow and go inside, warming up with hot chocolate and falling asleep on him while watching a movie.
Luke: Michael threw a party almost every New Years, and this year was no exception. Luke pulled you out into the cold just as everyone started counting. "What are you doing?" "Don't you remember?" You pause for a moment, looking around and then up, a sprig of mistletoe hanging there. Last year, this was the exact spot you two had your first kiss, and the day you two made it official that you were together. "I remember now." He smiles, bending some to be the same height as you and kisses you. "Happy New Year's, babe." "Happy New Year's to you too." Kissing him again, and deciding that you would make this a tradition every year.
Michael: Snuggling on the couch together, Michael adjusted the blanket to make sure you were covered. Looking over to the clock, there's just a few minutes to midnight. "We're out of wine." He announces, standing up and stretching. "I'll be back," slightly tipsy and giggling at the way he walked to get more. Just as the clock struck midnight, he rushes back in with the bottle and kisses you roughly. "My god!" "What!?" "I haven't seen you since last year, I missed you so much!" A barking laugh escapes your throat, kissing his nose. "You're such a freakin' dork." He gets back into the spot next to you, cuddling up to you. "True, but I'm your dork." You spend the rest of the night finishing the bottle of wine and fall asleep on the couch.
Calum: You guys were in New York to see the ball drop. You two were near the back, still able to see the glowing ball as it started to descend. "Should we count down?" Your gloved hand interlocked with his. "Of course!" Smiling at his red nosed face, you both start counting down and just as you reach two, he leans down and crashes his lips against yours. Chapped from the cold air, you wrap your arms around his neck and hear people cheering and yelling "Happy new year!" A few seconds later, he pulls away. "Now I can say I had the perfect end for last year, and the perfect start for a new year." You blush, taking his hand again and heading back to the hotel to get out of the cold.
