Moments || H.S

Thirty Five ; Kiwi

"Happy Birthday Ave!" Harry cheers, kissing me gently on the cheek as he walks in the door holding a gift bag. "29 already?" 

"Yup, we are 30 next year" I say with a small laugh "You're getting old" 

"Me?" He laughs and points to himself, walking into the lounge room and I follow him "So are you!"

I still can't believe I'm 29 today, I still feel like we are still 19 and travelling all over the world with 4 of the best men I have ever met. I'll see Louis, Niall, Zayn and Liam tomorrow for lunch, but tonight I just wanted it to be August and Harry. 

It feels strange celebrating my birthday only a few weeks after Diana passed, but I'm starting a new chapter in my life and It's time to move forward. I can't just sit in the past, I need to evolve. 

I sit next to August on the couch as Harry hands me a gift bag and goes slightly pink in the cheeks like he always does when it comes to gifts. I reach in the bag and feel a small, wrapped parcel. It's badly wrapped in Christmas paper and a square shape. Obviously in a rush I smile to myself and begin to tear it open as he gets progressively more shy. 

"Oh my god, Harry" I look up at him with shock and excitement. 

"Do you like it?" He kicks his feet and puts his hands sheepishly in his jacket pockets and I realize how nicely dressed he is just to see me on my birthday. I don't know much about fashion but his dark blue jacket and matching pants look way too formal compared my casual jeans and shirt.

"Yes!" I  say, beaming with happiness "It's gorgeous!" 

I can't believe this man really bought me a diamond necklace. I inspect it closely and It's breathtakingly beautiful with a round diamond hanging off a silver chain. It's big and looks expensive, but it's absolutely stunning. The diamond stares back at me, begging me to wear it. 

"Looks more expensive than the ring I proposed with" August laughs and I shoot him a look. 

Harry's money is something that we don't usually talk about unless we are making jokes, it doesn't affect our relationship at all. He does a lot for us and we are incredibly grateful for his generosity and kindness. He's the kind of person that will randomly send you money for new shoes without telling you until you get the notification.   

"Thank you, Harry" I say softly "Thank you so much it's beautiful" 

I stand up and he helps me carefully put it around my neck and I sincerely thank him again. He's right, we are getting older now and have to settle down now and think of our futures and his career and fame. But that can wait, tonight I just want to have fun with my two favorite people. 

"Time for a drink?" Harry suggests and walks out to the kitchen, coming back with a bottle of wine and 3 glasses. August looks at me briefly and then grins at Harry. 

"I don't think I'll have any" I say, locking eyes with August for a second, but it's enough for his smile to grow larger. 

"Really?" Harry says, clearly confused "It's your birthday, Ave? "

"Yeah I know but...I'm just not feeling like it" I say, quickly trying to think of an excuse why and how I can the conservation. 

"That's very unlike you to pass up an opportunity to drink" He says, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. 

"Yeah" I say "But maybe another time I don't want to be hungover for lunch with my parents and friends tomorrow, you know?"  

"Just you and me then, Picasso" Harry shrugs, putting one glass back and walking towards us with the other 2 and pouring two glasses for them.