Moments || H.S

Fifty Six ; deserve to celebrate

(Once again, not my favorite chapter but I promise I have some cool ones written and ready to be published soon)

It's my turn to 30 now only a month and a half after H. I eat dinner with Louis, Harry, August and Delilah, my family. Harry and August spent all afternoon decorating the house with balloons and streamers ready for tonight. It's just going to be us, I didn't want no big celebration, just the people I love and trust the most. Not that I don't trust the other boys, it's just that Harry and Louis hold a very special place in my heart. 

Like.. they're brothers. 

Family. 

"Say Happy Birthday, Mum!" Harry says, holding Delilah up and waving her arm at me. 

"Thank you, Lilah" I say and take her from him and placing her gently on the couch to hug him. 

"Happy birthday again, Ave" Louis says and I hug him tightly. 

"I didn't get a hug like that" Harry mumbles and I hug him again, tighter this time and he does the same. 

"Now, you're old too" Harry says when I let go of him and take a step back. 

"Not old, thanks" I sigh and he shakes his head. 

"You got to call me old on my birthday so I can call you all I want!" 

"That's not fair" I argue. 

"Absolutely is, Avery " He says and I shake my head at his words.  

"But, the thing is Harold you actually are older than me" 

"Only by like a month and a half?" He makes an offended face and I can't help but laugh. 

The night comes around and I'm sitting on the lounge room floor listening to music, leaning against the wall. I didn't really want to have a celebration but I'm glad I did, because I needed to get my mind off some things and relax, even though Harry's birthday was only last month we needed have that experience again. Delilah takes up a lot of my time and I find myself not spending as much time with Harry as I would like. So hopefully tonight we can enjoy ourselves a bit more. 

"Here you go" Harry says, kneeling down next to me and passing me a drink. 

"H, I don't know if I want to drink tonight" I tell him honestly, looking up at his face smiling down at me.  

"Loosen up, Ave" A voice says and I look up at August smiling holding his own "When was the last time you drank with us?" He's right...

"Fine, but you're taking care of me" I say back to Harry and he nods his head and helps me up. 

I'm dancing with them in the kitchen later that night as the alcohol starts to set in. Harry spins me around and I laugh when he pulls me back into his chest. I walk away to get another drink, I don't know how many I have had now but I don't care. It's nice to let go and have fun, I didn't drink for Harry's birthday but I'm 30 today, I deserve to celebrate after everything we've gone through together. 

I grab my phone and open my music app, scrolling for the perfect song for a while and decide on Only Angel, I drop my phone back on the bench and run back to Harry, straight into his arms again and dance with him, I haven't stopped smiling all night. 

I remember watching him record this song in the studio, like all his songs and albums. I remember watching him shoot his music videos and on the set of his movies as he recites his lines to me. I got a small part in the watermelon sugar and lights up music videos, I remember being super nervous but it was amazing.