The New Years Party (BajanCanadian/TeamCrafted FanFic)

This is my first ever fanfiction, so please don't judge me if I have done anything wrong. It is going to get graphic, but I hope that is okay...xD It's about a girl who wins a trip to come live with TeamCrafted for an undecided amount of time. She quickly finds out that she is really into Mitch or BajanCanadian. If you are thinking about doing something similar send me a message or leave me a comment to go read it, i really need new stuff to read!Hope you like it. It would mean a lot to me if you leave a comment, telling me if you want more..;)
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31. The New Year's kiss

Karoline’s p.o.v.

   I’m really happy that Mitch shows this kind of affection towards me. He is trying to keep me safe and to make sure that there is nothing in my surroundings that could make me feel uncomfortable or make old memories come back into my head. I know, just as well as Mitch that Jason only tried to help me, but it’s true that I got startled and uncomfortable. Mitch knows how vulnerable I am and he still treats me as an equal and that is one of the many reason for me to love him.
   Mitch and I are walking down the stairs hand in hand - getting quite a few looks from the people in the room with us. There is around 2 minutes until midnight and I’m excited. Not only because of the New Year, but also because then I’m officially 16! This is going to be an amazing year - I’m starting in a new school and it’s the beginning of my education. That also brings something sad though - I have to go back to Denmark, away from Mitch and I have to tell him that. I’m off school until mid-august, but I’m sure that I’ll be around Mitch at that time still. We walk outside with the others to look at all the fireworks and do all the other New Year’s Eve stuff.


Mitch’s p.o.v.

   Have you ever been alone on New Year’s Eve? It’s horrible! - being around all the couples kissing when it’s midnight. I have been the guy watching from a corner in a long time, but not this year. This year I have a girlfriend. A beautiful, smart, funny, caring girlfriend. There isn’t anyone I’d rather be with and I’m so grateful that she is here. How lucky is it that she - out of thousands won the competition to be here today - very lucky!
   People start counting down from ten and a grab Karoline’s hand and turn her so she is facing me. She is smiling at me and me at her. She then stands on her tip toes and puts her hands behind my back - to pull me closer. I look down at her and slowly lean in to press my lips against her, for the obligatory midnight kiss. This is different from any other midnight kiss I have ever been a part of. Even though she is drunk as well as me, I feel like her brain is working perfectly normally and that she is thinking some of the same things that I am thinking - I hope so at least. The kiss quickly becomes deeper, as she pulls me closer to her. My hands are in a tight grip on her waist. After doing so she leads her hands up my back and put them in my hair. This is quite a lot of affection shown in public, but as long as she is fine with it I am as well. My tongue is exploring her mouth and normally she would be horrified if somebody saw, but not now. Maybe it’s the alcohol or maybe she has just realized that the people around us don’t really care - except they do. I open my eyes for a split second and see Jerome and Louise smiling at us. I know that Jerome is happy that I finally found someone that I want to be with.
   Karoline finally pulls away and we are both a little out of breath. She leans into my chest and I put my left arm around her shoulder and squeeze her tight.

“That was good,” I tell her smiling down at her. There is some difference in our height, but she is almost as tall as me - I’m like 2 inches taller.
“It was also my first kiss ever on my birthday,” she tells me. That just makes me smile even more, but how come nobody kissed her on New Year’s?
“Wait what?” I ask her.
“Yeah, nobody ever kissed me on New Year’s. I’ve never been to like a real New Year’s party either.” She keeps surprising me. I thought she would have gone to a lot of parties now that it is legal for her to drink. Hmm… I guess not.

“Why not?” I ask her and she looks at me and shrugs.

“I’ve just never really been invited to anything. I wasn’t exactly the popular one back at home - not that I am here, it’s just that here people at least notice if I’m not there.” I didn’t now she wasn’t invited to parties or that she didn’t have a large group of friends. I don’t understand how somebody so lovely don’ have a group of friends hanging with her at all times - that’s at least what I would do! 

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