Chapter One;
Seeing my Father kiss Jay was heartwarming. You could see just how much he really loved her. The way they both smiled at each other afterwards was just so moving. I was extremely happy for the newly weds. No words could explain.
After we’d all arrived at the reception, I took off looking for my provided seat. Soon enough I found it. Also joining me were; Louis, Charlotte, Felicity, Niall and Harry. - Remind me to thank Jay for seating me here later.
The tables were all dressed in a Ivory table cloth with baby pink napkins and multi-coloured flowers like the ones outside. The room was very bright so it had a pleasant atmosphere.
“Hey Elle!” Fizz grins at me as I take my seat.
“Hiya sweetie,” I greet her. “You look amazing. As do you Lottie.”
The girls both blush before thanking me simultaneously.
On my left, sat Niall who was already drinking wine. Bloomin’ Irishmen. To my right was Harold himself engaged in deep conversation with Louis. They were rambling on about, well things that boys ramble on about...
“That doesn’t make sense!” Louis yelled in frustration.
A stern look appears on Harry’s face, “How does it!? It makes perfect sense to me!”
“It obviously makes sense to you because your head is messed up!” Louis shot back, his hands waving everywhere.
I couldn’t exactly tell if they were arguing or not. Seeing they do this all the time, it’s quite normal.
Louis suddenly makes eye contact with me and stops yelling at his curly friend. “Hiya Elle, sorry about that..”
Harry shifted in his seat, facing back to the front. “Hi.” he croaks.
I smile at both lads. “It’s fine Lou.”
It fell silent for a while before Niall burst into a fit of laughter out of the blue. He was literally crying and none of us knew why...
“You okay?” I ask him.
The Irish lad tries to catch his breath, “You lot are fucking weird!”
“Hey!” Louis hisses, nodding his head over to the two girls.
Niall’s laughter quickly turns into muffled sounds behind his palm as he tried to hide the fact this was the most hilarious thing in the world...apparently.
“So Ellis? That your full name?” Harry asks. - Well that was random!
I nod, “Yup. Ellissio.”
He bites down on his bottom lip and nods. I couldn’t really help but stare at him he was quite the looker. “Your name Harry or Harold?”
“Harry, or Haz....Harold is the name people use to scold me.” He softly chuckles.
Lord, that laugh is contagious. I found myself giggling into my palm. “Well Haz it is.”
“Okay guys! The band is here!” Jay beams into the microphone. “let’ get this party started!”
As she finished, the familiar song ‘You And I’ starts to play. Personally I’m in love with the song. So I quickly turn to Harry and shoot him a playful grin.
“Oh no.” He groans. “No. No no no!”
Despite the thousands of times he said no, I dragged him to the middle of the dance floor with me.
“Elle! I don’t want to dance!” he moans as I begin twirling around.
“Come on!” I smile, taking his hand and spinning myself around. “It’s fun!”
Soon enough, the Cheshire boy gives in, taking my other hand and dancing energetically with me. He occasionally spins me around, mouthing the words in a flirtatious way, winking now and then. I was really enjoying it, it was fun and a good way to get to know him better...Until one of those slow songs come on for couples. Then it gets awkward.
They start playing ‘Kiss Me’ and literally everyone gets up, even Louis and his girlfriend Eleanor. Couples from the ages of 16 through to 80.
I made me feel quite alone, seeing I had no one to have a relationship with. My past few boyfriends have just been douche bags really. There’s not other way to explain it. All I’ve ever wanted is someone who’ll sit with me on a Sunday on the couch with a cup of tea and watch Jeremy Kyle over and over. Someone who was mysterious but hyper at the same time. Someone who knew how to treat a girl and not slag her off. But I guess the only men like that are in Disney movies.
As I turned around to leave the dance floor, someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.
“You pulled me out here. Don’t go running away when a slow song comes on.” He smirks. “They’re my favourite.”
I feel heart rise to my cheeks as I start to turn a deep flushed pink. I knew Harry noticed because his smile widened.
He takes my hand again and slowly snakes the other around my waist, pulling me closer. It was unreal how close I was to him, I could feel his breath on my cheek. As we start to rock back and forth, I slowly melt into him. Not to mention the fact my heart was beating at a rapid rate. I think I might just have a heart attack. I lay my head on his shoulder, a few of his soft curls brushing against my face. I take in a deep breath, inhaling his sent. He smelt amazing...
We swayed side to side happily, in our own would of bliss. We hardly felt the eyes of everyone on us like we would’ve.We heard the music but that was just background noise now.
“So how long have your dad and Jay been together?” Harry asks, making small talk.
I think for a moment before replying, “2 years now.”
“And I’ve only met you once in 2 years!?” He asks, startled.
I giggle into his shoulder, feeling the vibrations of his own laugh. “Well I guess you lot will be seeing more of me now I’m another sister to Lou.”
“Hmm” He says. “That’s not a bad thing. Plus we’re all going on Holiday together the day after tomorrow. That’ll be fun. I even herd Jay say something about all the teens rooming together!”
I raise an eyebrow, “Oh really? That’ll be fun.”
“Tell me about it!” He chuckles, again sending the vibrations.
Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look up to see Louis grinning at me. “Enjoying yourself? Even after the song has finished?”
“Wait what?” I lift my head back up to find the song had changed to an upbeat pop song and we had been slow dancing like idiots. How did Harry not see this?
“You. Haz. Come with moi.” Louis commanded taking his friend with him, leaving me on my own in the middle of the room.
I know I might look like a fool, but I just had the best dance of my life.
