JADE'S POV:
"Ten! Nine! Eight!" Everyone chanted right before the clock struck twelve.
Harry held me close by the waist and we were all sticking close to the crew, while yelling along with everyone else.
"Seven! Six! Five!" We yelled in sync.
I glanced over at Harry only to see that his eyes were attached to the clock which was ticking. He looked over at me and smiled kindly. We looked back over to the clock.
"Four! Three! Two!" I looked back at Harry and grabbed his face. "One!"
I smashed my lips onto his and so did he. Everyone cheered and confetti blew up in the air, while I smiled against Harry's lips. My eyes were shut in happiness and I radiated love. Harry was holding me close to him; my body was pressed against his.
We pulled back and I opened my eyes. While I was internally trying to get my butterflies to settle down, Harry spoke to me. "Happy new year, baby." He coarsely whispered, while smiling like a goofball.
I tried to ignore the stupid butterflies in my stomach. "Happy new year, Harry." I replied.
"I've been blessed to have found you in this year. I hope this is one of the many beautiful years we have together." He confessed to me, making me blush.
"I love you so much. This is the right way to start of a new year. I hope we stay together." I whispered, immediately kissing his cheek after that.
"I love you too." He replied as a rather drunk Niall approached us.
"Happy new year!" He dragged out while holding up a mug of beer. I couldn't help but laugh as a lazy smile made its way onto his face.
He wrapped Harry and I in a hug and we hugged him back. "Happy new year, Niall!" I squealed over the booming music.
Just like that, we went around and said 'happy new year' to people. After about half an hour of talking to celebrities, Harry and I went and sat down beside Niall, Liam, Sophia, Eleanor, Zayn and Louis and a couple of Harry and the boys' friends. They were settled around the patio.
"What are ya doing?" I chirped while settling on the couch. Sophia shifted a bit so that I had some room.
"We were about to play 'Truth or Dare' in the style of 'Spin The Bottle'," Liam informed us.
"Do you want to join?" Eleanor chimed in.
"Sure!" I exclaimed. As they broke into chatter, I looked at Harry, who was nicely settled beside me.
"You playing?" I asked him quietly. He rested his arm around my shoulders and I instinctively snuggled into him.
"I'm alright," he spoke slowly. When I looked up at him, he was smirking. "I'll be watching you play instead."
I nodded and smiled. "Alright."
"Let's play!" Niall whined impatiently.
"Okay, okay!" Louis replied and spun the bottle.
We all watched intensely as the empty beer bottle spun and slowed down with each turn. We all hooted loudly as the bottle landed, pointing towards Zayn.
"Oh God," he muttered as Louis punched his shoulder.
"Truth or Dare?!" One of his friends called out to him
Zayn went into thought for a few seconds before speaking again. "Dare, damn it."
We all thought for a moment and Niall spoke up. "Oh, I got one!"
"Spit it out, mate!" Louis spoke, now looking a tad bit tipsy.
"Stick a piece of toilet paper from your arse and don't take it off until the game is over!" He laughed immediately and everyone 'ooh-ed'.
Zayn grumbled some incoherent words and got up. He spun the bottle once before leaving.
We all watched the bottle once more and it landed on Sophia. A series of hoots and laughing followed.
"Oh shit," she whispered as she caught Eleanor smirking.
"Truth or Dare, Sophie?" Liam asked sweetly. I noticed how his hand was rested on her thigh.
"Truth?" She replied unsurely.
"Damn it! I had a really good dare!" Eleanor exclaimed.
I felt Harry's chest vibrate as he chuckled lightly from beside me. Involuntarily, I snuggled into his chest and laughed a bit too.
"Okay, truth guys!" Louis confirmed.
Just then, Zayn walked back into the room. Everyone laughed as the toilet paper came into view and he blushed a light pink.
"Shut up," he grumbled playfully. He plopped down on the couch beside his friend.
Sophia turned over to me, "Aw! Zayn is blushing!" She gushed.
I giggled and nodded. "Poor guy."
"Sophia!" Eleanor spoke, "What is the weirdest thing that's happened to you at a shopping centre?"
She was silent for a second as everyone laughed, obviously they have drunk a quite bit.
"Oh, a lot of weird shit has happened." Sophia laughed a bit. "But I have to say that the weirdest was when an old man asked me to dance with him."
This caused a whole bunch of laughter from the group, including myself.
"He was a creepy old man. Not like those kind and little grandpas." She added, shuddering a bit at the end.
Liam wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Did you dance with him?" He questioned.
Everyone laughed again. Sophia smiled a bit and shook her head. "No, he was an old man, for God's sake!"
She leaned forwards an spun the bottle. It clinked a bit and all of the eyes were attached to the green glass bottle. I silently started praying it wouldn't land on me when I noticed that it was slowing down. Unfortunately, God denied my silent prayers as the bottle came to a full stop.
Everyone cheered, including my jerk of a sexy boyfriend.
"Truth or Dare, Jay?" Niall called from across the patio.
I thought for a second, "Dare!" I blurted out.
Eleanor and Louis started 'oh-ing', making me shoot them a questioning look.
"I got one!" Eleanor chirped.
I nodded, "Go on."
"Take three shots!" She spoke, giggling after. Of course, she had drunk tons and not understood what she was asking.
Harry squeezed my shoulder as everyone hooted. No one was in their senses, or else they wouldn't have asked that.
Memories of Ryan were trying to tear through my brain at a rapid pace. I mentally shoved them away as Harry whispered to me.
"Baby, don't do it if you're not comfortable." He murmured, tracing circles on my shoulder.
Suddenly, I said something that even surprised me. "I want to."
He looked at me in shock. "What? Babe, I don't want you to force yourself."
I shook my head, "No, Harry. I want to do this. I want to get over the fear of drinking. He can't change me." I spoke, specifically putting pressure on the word 'he'.
He knew who I was talking about. I watched as a small smile was prominent on his lips. "Alright. Make sure not to force yourself, though."
I nodded, and nervously bit the inside of my bottom lip. Niall and Louis pushed three small shot glasses towards me.
Courageously, I leaned forwards and clutched the small glass in my hand. Without letting more rough thoughts into my head, I quickly brought the glass to my lips and downed the substance.
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