The Little Things *Complete*

*Sequel to WMYB* Rosie is having the time of her life living with Harry and her dog Snowflake. All's going well, Rosie and her best friend, Emily, even get to go on the 2013 tour with the One Direction boys. But halfway through the tour, Harry finds out something about Rosie. It might ruin their relationship forever, and that's something no one wants. Can Rosie fix things before it's too late?


7. New Year's

*New Year's Eve*

Harry and I are in a plane going to Cheshire. "I'm gonna miss my sisters," I say.

"You should visit them more," Harry's sitting across from me and his feet start messing with mine.

"I just get so busy. I'm only 18. I need to stop and enjoy life, but it's fun living in the fast lane. Ugh, I can't choose."

"Breath, babe."

I take a deep breath, "Why are you messing with my feet?"

"Not really sure."

I laugh, "Anyways, I can't believe my drawings are going to be made into posters."

"You've made it," Harry smiles.

I smile back, "I guess."

"What next?"

"Notebooks and such," I shrug. "I'm not really sure, though. I guess just leave it to Lou."

*A Couple Hours Later*

We made it to Harry's house, and most of his friends and some family are here. I'm catching up with Harry's sister: Gemma. "You in school?" I ask.

"Yeah. Good old uni," Gemma says. "You still drawing?"

"Yep. Two of my drawings are being made into real posters."

"Really? That's awesome."

"It is, kind of. My dreams of being an artist are coming true."

"Have any other dreams?"

"A few. Having some kids. Marrying a certain boy," I smile.

"I'm so glad Harry has found someone he truly loves."

"And I love him back."

"I am so thankful to be great friends with my brother's girlfriend. Some of his past girlfriends have been not so friendly to me."

"I'm happy I'm your friend. I can get the dirt on Harry. Black mail him some day. Any now stories you can think of?"

"Oh, do I have some stories," she smiles.

"Tell away girl," I smile. "We've got some time."

*A Minute From 2013*

Harry is drunk and I'm tired. Midnight can't get here any sooner. "Babe," Harry slurs so bad I'm surprised I caught what he said.

"Yes, Hun," I yawn.


"Very," I rub my eye.

"Just a little longer." Somehow I keep my eyes open and make it to midnight. "Happy New Year!" everyone shouts. Harry gives me a kiss and I walk away to his old room. I quickly change into my PJ's and get into bed. I'm asleep in minutes.

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