Auld Lang Syne [One Direction]

A series of short stories about New Years Eve. So far, I assume it will be in six parts. But I was told never to assume things so uh, awkward. [Also posted on my account on Quotev: quotev.com/letsgo]

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3. Part Three: Liam Payne

 

"Alright, it's the biggest New Year's Eve party of the year, and now, we're here. Let's do it!" Harry clasped my hands together, and Louis just frowned once more. "Hazz, why'd you need to drag me along" He groaned. "Lou! Snap out of it, ever since Eleanor broke up with you, you've been in a rut, and you're not fun loving at all. Same with you Liam! This is the party to get you feeling better" Harry replied, and I looked up at him, frowning once again.

"I mean look at Zayn, he and Perrie broke up, and he's fine" Harry added, putting a hand on Zayn's shoulder. "That's because what happened between Perrie and I was mutual, with Liam and Louis it was just... Messy" Zayn muttered and Harry frowned. "Thanks for your help mate, I really appreciate it" Harry frowned. He threw his hands up in defence and walked away. Two of the boys were gone already.

Niall had left at the door, and now Zayn was gone, but it didn't matter. I had a feeling all of us would separate anyway. "Right, well, go on" Harry shoo'ed Louis and I. I rolled my eyes, but left anyway, shoving my hands into my pockets. It was loud, and crowded, and no one here really appealed to me for conversation.

I decided that rather than staying at the party, to take a walk outside, get some fresh air, maybe some food or something. I knew I wouldn't have to worry about people noticing me because the streets were so crowded, no one cared. I slipped my hands into my pockets, and walked outside. People were laughing, and running around in the streets happily, and no one cared. It actually looked rather fun, but I kept walking.

I had been walking around for about ten, fifteen minutes, when I came across a small cafe. No one was in there, except for one girl, who was sitting at one of the tables reading, so I went inside.

Her blonde hair was half up, half down, and her dress was blue. The book she held in her hands was Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone. She had a coffee mug on her table, and an empty chair in front of her. I was tempted to walk over to her, but at the same time, I didn't feel like I should've. I didn't know if she was waiting for someone, and if she was, I would look like an idiot.

I order a coffee for myself, and got it quickly. I paid for it, and the girl looked up from her book, finally noticing I was there. She smiled at me, before returning her gaze to the paper. I took a sip of my drink, before getting the courage I needed to go and talk to her. I walked over to her table, and cleared my throat slightly, causing her to look up at me.

"Er, hi" I said stupidly, mentally scolding myself. "Hi" She smiled, putting her book down. "Can I sit with you?" I asked, and her smile widen, and she nodded. "Sure" She said, and I grinned, sitting down. "I'm Harlem Rodgers" She said, offering her hand. "Liam Payne" I smiled, shaking her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Liam Payne" She grinned, putting her book in her bag. "You too, Harlem Rodgers" I smirked, and she giggled slightly.

"So, Liam Payne, you're awfully famous, what're you doing here on New Years Eve?" She asked. "Ah, so you do know who I am. Well, if you must know, Harlem Rodgers, I was at a party, but it was actually rather boring, so here I am" I smirked, and she nodded, "What about you?" I asked, and she shrugged. "I was waiting for someone, but he's about an hour late, so I guess I've been stood up" She said quietly.

"He's an idiot to stand you up" I breathed, and she smiled slightly. "Well, thanks for saying that" She tucked a piece of hair that had fallen out behind her ear. I checked the time. "We've got a half an hour until midnight, want to go back to the party with me?" I asked, and she nodded. "Sure" She smiled, and we both stood up. 

She grabbed her bag, and we walked out, leaving our coffees behind. "So, how's New York City?" I asked, and she smiled. "Busy. But you get used to that. Soon busy becomes normal, and quiet becomes odd" She surveyed the crowd around us, and I nodded. "Makes sense" I said. We walked in comfortable silence for a bit, and I had the urge to take her hand, so I did. She looked down at them, blushing, and I chewed on the inside of my lip.

She didn't pull away, so I assumed it was okay. We walked inside when we reached the place where the party was. "Wow. I've heard about this party..." She trailed off, looking around, her eyes wide. "Well, now you get to be here" I grinned, and she returned it. "Let's dance" She said, dragging me over to all the people dancing.

She put her arms around my neck, and my arms went around her waist. It was five minutes until midnight, and although I hadn't even known her an hour, I was determined to kiss Harlem. Soon everyone started counting down, and I knew this was my chance. 

"Ten!" They shouted, and I looked at her. "You know what I want to do?" I asked, and she raised her eyebrow. "What?" She had started to ask, but I had cut her off with a kiss. 

We both pulled away, and she was smiling. "Good, I wanted to that too" She giggled, and I laughed. "Then I guess you'll be fine with doing it again?" I asked, and she shrugged. "Why not?" She smiled, and I rolled my eyes, before leaning down to kiss her.  

 

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