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You Meet Him On New Years Eve-(Michael Crabtree)

(Y/N)-Your Name (Y/F/N)-Your Friend's Name

"Come on, (Y/N)! Loosen up!" your friend, (Y/F/N), exclaimed. You smiled sadly and swirled your drink around in your cup; watching the happy couples dancing around. You, on the other hand, got dumped three days before New Years. In short: it sucked. "Go have fun, (Y/F/N), I'll be right here." A man pulled her onto the dance floor. "Come on Michael, you need to get over this!" a male voice said. "Colin, you don't understand.." he trailed off. The lighter skinned man, 'Colin', left Michael at the bar, sitting only one seat away from me. "Give me a shot of some Vodka" Michael commanded.

The bartender complied, getting the small shot glass of hard liquor for the male. "That's some hard stuff" you stated. "It's really not that bad, unless you're a lightweight." He was really cute, and he seemed nice. "So why aren't you out there dancing? If you don't mind me asking.." he finished. "I've been upset about a breakup these last few days, so I'm not in the mood to dance, I really didn't want to come, my friend, (Y/F/N), dragged me here." He laughed. "Her intentions were good. Just trying to cheer up her best friend." "So, what's bothering you?" you inquired. He took the shot of vodka.

"Break up." "So I guess we can both be miserable together" you laughed. You and Michael had a hour long conversation, he really brightened your mood. In the middle of your conversation his phone rang. "Alright, okay" He got up living you at the bar alone. It was fun while it lasted. You looked at the clock.

Ten minutes until New Years Day.

You found your friend kissing some guy, and not coming up for air, she seemed to be having fun so you left her alone. You sat back down at the bar. Alone, once again. The nightclub became nosier every minute that got closer to New Years. You frowned, seeing all the happy couples and lovers.

Five Minutes

You wondered why you were keeping count, you weren't going to get a New Years kiss.

Two Minutes

You tipped the bartender for his good services and got ready to leave. You would wait outside for, (Y/F/N). Hopefully she wouldn't be to busy, you knew the traffic would be horrible.

One Minutes and counting down

Everyone faced the large clock, some counting down, others rushing to find someone to kiss on midnight. You tried to make your way through the large, rowdy crowd.

Ten Seconds

You could almost feel someone's eyes on you, but you shrugged off the feeling.

Five Seconds

You could feel someone grab your shoulder. You turned around to come face to face with Michael.

Three Seconds

"I've been looking for you" he smiled.

Zero.

"Happy New Years!" He leaned forward and captured your lips in a mind-blowing kiss, the euphoria from it spreading through your veins. The entire building sang 'Auld Lang Syne', to celebrate the New Years.

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