The Best Days (ON HOLD)

CH 17: Him

HOPE'S POV

We continued to sled but I feared that if I ever kissed him again he would moan, which quite frightened me. But afterwards once again we watched the stars and Harry would pull up his watch and make sure that we didn't miss our countdown.

"Thanks for taking me out here. You could be getting hammered at Louis's party but nobody likes their New Year to start with a hangover do they?" I faced Harry as he was already looking at me.

"No they don't." He said with a throaty whisper. "And you're welcome. Tonight was better than any house party, even if it was Louis's." I laughed.

"What time is it now?" I asked, lifting up his hand and peeking for myself. "OhmiGod it's 11:59! Cross your fingers!"

"Why?"

"So that when the clock changes, you undo them along with all the bad luck for a year. My mum told me this when I was 7 years old, the first time I stayed up watching for New Years." He crossed his fingers and so did I and we watched the clock. We watched silently and when it ticked 12:00 A.M. we uncrossed, jumped off his car and hollered: "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Then he lifted me up and kissed me heavily. I hastily put my hands on his chest and tried to pull him off but his grip, much stronger than mine, had me fail.

"Happy New Year Hope!" He exclaimed after letting me go. I returned the favor by pulling him in really close and whispering: "Happy New Year." with a smile and a hug. He hugged back, lifted me from the sweet ground and set me on his car.

"What are you doing now?" I asked and crossed my arms.

"How would you like to spend the first couple of minutes of the year?" I thought and so did he when he took my hand and lead me up the hill, no sled.

"Will you kindly explain to me what you're doing before you take the action! I'm scared that you're a lunatic and not a singer!" I slipped on an ice patch on my back and slid down the hill by maybe a foot or two.

"Oh God I'm sorry." He said, ignoring my request and attending to my fall.

"Don't help me up just... what are you doing?" I got up for myself and took his arm in my hands so I wouldn't fall on the ice patch again.

"I decided that we could look down on the world. Besides the sky and snow are beautiful at midnight."

"Thank you and I agree." We hiked up the hill and sat at the top, soaking our pants but I'm sure he didn't mind very much. I didn't either. "Wow. This is amazing." I said, soaking in the beautiful, black horizon with speckles of stars hung in the sky and I was sitting next to Harry, how many times will a girl ever sit and watch the New Year arrive with Harry as her only companion? Maybe once.

"It's stunning." He said, taken away by the view.

"Yeah." I leaned my head on his shoulder and he rested his head on mine. I yawned and excused myself.

"Getting sleepy huh? Should I bring you home?"

"No." I said, yawning again.

"You need to sleep. Here..." He picked me up bridal-style and began down the hill.

"Harry!" I squealed and held onto him for dear life. After a few seconds I loosened up and my only problem right now was if he slipped.

"I'll be careful." He whispered, almost reading my thoughts. I just held on the he only set me down when he had to open my door and then he set me inside, much against my will.

He drove me home and walked me up to my door.

"Thanks again. It was amazing."

"You're welcome. Happy New Year, again."

"Haha. Bye Harry."

"Bye." He kissed my head and skipped to his car after fist-pumping. I laughed, shut the door and watched him through the dining room window as he left.

"I think I'm in love." I sighed as he drove down the road and out of sight. "Noo..." I sat on the floor against the walls and I received a text from Niall

Nialler: why arebts yoi at loiisis Partjhds?

I sighed again. Niall was drunk.

Me: I went out with Harry. go home, your drunk.

I shut off my phone and marched upstairs. My parents were out so I had the house to myself, even though I didn't want to do anything but get into my pajamas and sleep, so thats what I did. And if I were a cartoon I would have woken up with hearts in my eyes because love had blinded me.

___LOUIS'S POV JAN-1-2014___

I woke up this morning with a throbbing headache and I wondered why neither Hope or Harry couldn't make it. It was obvious they went out for themselves. I was honestly jealous of him and upset that he skipped out of my annual party for the girl I liked. I felt nearly sinful for my jealousy.

I pulled myself off the couch and went to my bedroom to sleep and wake up feeling a little better. My ringer went off and I answered after pulling my phone out from my pocket.

"Hey Louis it's Hope. I wanted to say I'm sorry I couldn't make it last night. I'm sure it would have been a blast-"

"You were out with Harry last night right?" I blurted half-heartedly.

"Um...yeah. Are you ok with that I feel terrible." She laughed. "Are you ok? Hangover?" I gave her a painful "yes" and she responded with advice of: "Go take a nap."

"I was just going to."

"Well alright. I'll let you get to it. Bye Louis, and Happy New Year."

"Ba-bye." I hung up, threw my phone onto my carpeted floor and fell onto my bed, exhausted, and stressed out (Not to mention a tad bit drunk as well). I fell asleep fast and had a terrible, terrible nightmare. And here it goes:

I was out at a New Years party all by myself and Hope and Harry were my only invited guests but they didn't show up. I ran outside and saw them driving out of London in a car and they drove over the ocean, away from me. I gave her a call and she didn't answer. I was then found in my bedroom and I found Hope and Harry hiding from me, under my bed. They were giggling and teasing me but when I found them they only pouted and went away.

I then woke up with a better headache and an urge to call Harry about last night.

So I did just that. After 2 rings he picked up panting.

"Hello... Louis." He asked in between breaths.

"Happy new year!" I cheered and he echoed.

"What's up Tommo?"

"How did you spend your night? You weren't at the party."

"I told you I wasn't going to make it. I went out with Hope. I'm sorry, I have to go I have something in the oven-" He hung up briskly, avoiding me. I knew that he knew that I fancied Hope. Why am I being such a prick. I can't just shove myself into their, fling? I should leave it alone and... I'd look pathetic going after Eleanor. I needed to get my mind off of them. Once I had decided on leaving them alone I had gasped when I sent Hope a text. Ohmigod.

Me: Need to get my mind off things right now god

I panicked, hoping I could delete the text and whimpered when I found I couldn't. She quickly replied.

Hope: You ok Louis? Didn't have another drink did you?

I laughed nervously and collapsed to the floor.

Me: No. sorry, I sent it to the wrong person. I meant to send that to Marco

Hope: ok just checkin up on you.

I can't do this. I don't know how to contain myself. I felt like my emotions were spilling from my mind and taking control over my actions. But she loves Harry, my own band-mate. But she deserves a man who's sweet, persistent and funny and thats who Harry is. I'm not half as good for her as he is. That's right. She needs him, not me.