Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Happy New Year Or How Liam Is A Great Friend

Hi everyone, another chapter tonight after I worked on my boring essay on research methods all day. I hope you enjoy it. All the love, Summer xxx

As the night progressed, I drunk more and more, and I could soon feel that it was starting to affect me. In a way I was trying to forget my problems and the alcohol helped, at least temporarily. Louis shot me concerned looks from time to time and when I reached for a new glass after my sixth drink he grabbed my hand and prevented me from moving. "I think you've had enough for now, love." he told me quietly and I pouted. "That face won't work on me." An idea came to my mind and I hopped off Louis' lab and pulled him into the living room where a couple of people were already dancing.

I pulled him close and wrapped my arms around my neck, teasing him with some obvious movements with my hips. Drunk Claire was definitely a lot bolder and didn't care as much as Sober Claire would. I giggled at my own thoughts and Louis shot me a confused look. His hands were lying on my hips, his eyes holding mine in place the entire time. I deliberately let my body bump into his, making his eyes darken. He raised an eyebrow at me, but I just shot him an innocent look and continued dancing. His hands begin to move a little bit, slowly creeping towards the bare skin on my back. His touch send shivers down my spine and my drunkenness wasn't really helping me with keeping myself together.

Suddenly the music stopped and we were both ripped out of our own little world. "Two minutes to midnight, guys!" Lee shouted from the door and everyone gathered together and got themselves something to toast with. Louis disappeared in the crowd and returned a couple of seconds later with two glasses filled with champagne. "Oh so now I'm allowed to drink again?" I asked him with a smirk and he rolled his eyes and pulled me into him. Everyone was facing the windows to see the big fireworks over the city. "I am cutting you off right after midnight." he said quietly into my ear. I looked up at him and he was grinning down at me. "Then I'll just go to Lily or Niall. I am sure they are happy to help me out." I told him with a smirk and looked over to where they were standing. Niall had wrapped his arms around her waist and she was leaning against him, both in their own little happy bubble.

"Ten, nine, eight..." the others started to count and I looked up at Louis again, trying to figure out how the hell I had gotten so lucky in my life to have him by my side. "Three, two, one, HAPPY NEW YEAR!" everyone shouted. I grinned widely and saw that Louis looked just as excited and happy as I did. "Happy new year, love." He leaned in and we shared a really sweet kiss. "Happy new year, Lou." We smiled at each other until we were interrupted by Niall and Lily who had walked over to us. "Happy new year, buddy!" shouted Niall. "You, too, mate!" Niall and Louis hugged and Lily pulled me into a hug as well. Then Niall spread his arms for me. "Claire, my best friend, come here!" Laughing I let go off Lily and hugged him back. "Look at the fireworks!" said someone from the back and I turned around and looked outside into the night as the sky above London lit up in every single colour imaginable.

In that moment, I wished Harry was by my side as well. He was in California, spending New Years' Eve with some friends of his. As if he had read my thoughts, my phone started ringing and when I took it out of my pocket, Harry's name flashed across the screen. "I'll be right back." I assured Louis and with a kiss to my cheek he released his grip on my hand. I quickly walked into his bedroom and shut the door behind me, effectively keeping out the noise from the party. "Hi, Harry." I answered the phone with a big smile on my face. "Hi, love, happy new year!" I walked over to the window and looked outside. "Thank you, I would wish you the same but I know you still have a couple of hours to go." I attempted to joke and he chuckled.

"You're right, I am just about to leave for the party. Are you having a good time at Louis'?" I nodded and then realised that he couldn't see me and giggled. "I'm sorry, I just nodded and..." but I was laughing so hard that I couldn't finish the sentence. "How much did you have to drink, Claire?" sounded Harry's voice through the phone, obviously amused at my behaviour. "Um, a couple of drinks, I think, but Louis cut me off. I am having a great time, though. It's easier to forget when you're drunk." I told him cheerfully, unaware of what I had just said.