moonlight {h.s}

feel so close

Sydney

"Okay, one...two...three...go!" Jaden exclaimed, as we all threw back our tequila shots.

New Years Eve

We had loaded into Harry's house today, for a New Years party. It was the most people I'd seen in weeks.

I'd never been to Harry's before, but when I tell you the place was full to the brim I'm not kidding. Everyone I'd ever met, and more were here.

Around Harry's kitchen island was me, Niall, Jaden, Mitch and Sarah. Niall had bounded over, very drunk already, and poured us all tequila from a bottle of 1942.

"Oh god it burns." Sarah winced, as her face screwed up in disgust.

Jaden started coughing and sputtering everywhere, the amateur. He was using the English drinking limit to his advantage this holiday.

"Oh please, that's nothing." I bragged, laughing at the group who were being very dramatic over one tequila shot.

"Nothing? That was painful." Mitch laughed, as Sarah nodded her head in agreement.

"Tequila is like water to Syd, she is the drinking champion back in the states." Jaden laughed, and I nonchalantly shrugged my shoulders.

"Really? Well we have our own drinking champion this side of the ocean." Niall challenged, and I turned to face him raising my eyebrow.

"And who would that be-" I started before I was interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Oi Oi! What's up guys!"

Louis had arrived, a large bottle of Grey Goose Vodka in his hands. I couldn't help but laugh at his grand entrance.

As he came closer, he brought Niall into a big hug and I saw Liam behind him chuckling.

"Liam oh my god!" I ran over to him, and did the same as Louis had just done. Liam gave me a tight hug, and threw back the shot he had in his hand.

Jaden quickly reintroduced himself to the boys, and Mitch greeted them both very excitedly. Our current drunk states made every moment, even more fun.

We all quickly recuperated at the island, and Mitch reminded us of the drinking competition.

"So Niall...who is the English drinking champion that is gonna challenge Sydney?" Jaden asked, as I tilted my head to the side in anticipation.

Niall laughed to himself, "Well only our host for tonight of course, the Harry Styles."

Just as Niall finished, I saw those familiar green eyes and dimples in the crowd of people coming towards us.

Harry was wearing black jeans and a black cotton shirt, that had most of the buttons undone. His hair was growing out now, and it was in a curly mess due to the drunk party atmosphere.

I couldn't keep my smile at him, as he got closer and was now standing opposite me on the other side of the island.

"Hey guys! What's going on?" He grinned, talking to the group but keeping eye contact with me.