One Direction Fan Fic [Forever Young: Chapter 1]
“Goodbye, Hello”
The aroma of spices and pepper filled the air, accompanied with the sizzling of the frying pan. The walls of the living room were still decorated with Christmas ornaments as well as a nearly torn banner that read “Happy 20th Boobear!”
“Harry, are you going to help me or are you going to just sit on your arse in front of that screen the whole day?” Louis shouted from the kitchen.
“Give me a second, Louis, I’m giving Caroline a call!”
A seventeen year old with thick, brown curls waited anxiously in front of his laptop screen. As soon as the Skype application gave him a beep, he held his breath and adjusted his hair.
“Well hello there, Harry. It’s been a while.” A matured looking lady with dark hair and blue eyes blew him a kiss. The bloke, Harry, in return, formed a heart with his hand, and mouthed the words “I miss you” to her.
Back in the kitchen, Louis put down his knife to take a look as to why it was taking Harry so long to give him a hand. He saw a boy filled with glee talking to the screen, looking almost silly smiling from ear to ear to an inanimate object.
“Happy New Year’s eve Caroline, I love you.”
As he made his way back to the kitchen, Louis went into a deep thought. There were millions of girls who vied for Harry’s attention, but out of millions, Harry decided to develop something for a 32 year old. Louis decided to put away these thoughts and began to cut up the carrots. Carrots. He felt almost happy that he would be cooking his favourite dish for everyone for the New Year party later that evening.
His nose began to pick up a peculiar smell in the air; something was burning. His attention was immediately diverted to the fire that was consuming the frying pan.
“Oh God, Harry get the fire extinguisher! The frying pan’s on fire!!!”
Harry who had just shut his laptop down was suddenly stricken with panic as he rushed into the store to get the fire extinguisher.
“Harry hurry up, before the fire spreads!” Harry pulled the pin and pressed on lever without realizing that it was pointed towards Louis.
“Harry, FIRE, not my pants!”
Harry turned the pipe of the extinguisher towards the fire and within moments, everything went calm.
There was nothing but silence and almost immediately both of them collapsed into each other’s arms.
“Please don’t ever do that again Louis.”
“I’m sorry, I was just day dreaming. Yeah, don’t worry”
“Let’s get dressed up? The boys are gonna come over in twenty minutes.”
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“Knock knock!”
“Gosh what’s taking them so long?”
“They’re probably busy with “preparations for tonight”, if you know what I’m saying.”
Niall broke into laughter at his own joke while Liam and Zayn still finding it unfunny that they had been standing outside the house for nearly three minutes. Liam decided to take a peep from the little space underneath the door, only to have his face being knocked into when Harry opened the door.
“Oh hey guys, ready to party?” Harry said with a grin plastered on his face.
“What took you so long to answer the door?” Zayn picked up the bags of groceries he had earlier put on the floor while waiting and made his way into the kitchen.
“Louis was just having a wardrobe crisis.”
Niall followed behind Zayn, arranging the bottles of alcohol they bought, neatly according to colour. “Well now, I’m having a tummy crisis. Louis, me wants some carrot stew!”
Louis came out of his room; dressed in a scarlet polo tee and a pair of drop crotch chinos. “Yeah…we’re going to have to get delivery for the food. The kitchen nearly got burnt down.”
Liam, Niall and Zayn simultaneously stopped in their tracks and muttered “what” under the same breath.
Harry chuckled at how unreal and timed their reactions were. “Niall you wanna do the honour of making the orders?”
“Oh yes sir!”
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The party was in full swing. Guests were filling up every corner of the apartment. Liam was going around with his new toy, a Canon 6000D, a gift he had gotten from Christmas.
“Hey Zayn!
“Vas Happening, Liam?”
“Come on, give me a smile buddy”. Zayn called a friend of theirs to join in with the photo. Soon enough, Liam decided to take a photo of men in the band, in their candid moments. Every once in a while, the clink of beer bottles were heard as guests cheered to new year resolutions, the successes of the past year as well as toast to friendships.
Everybody’s attention was brought to Niall, who was tapping against a glass with a spoon. Liam immediately stopped it.
“Niall, whose spoon did you use?”
Niall cleared his throat and proceeded to adjust non-existent collars on his shirt.
“Before it turns 12 and 2011 is gone, I would like to propose a toast. A toast to the greatest thing I’ve ever been in and a toast to my best friends in the whole wide world, One Direction. I love you guys.”
The boys went up to Niall and shared a group hug him.
“I love you guys!”
Harry cheekily gave Zayn a squeeze to his buttocks, before sharing with Zayn his plans. “Wanna be my midnight kiss?”
“Hey guys, I’m just gonna be outside a little. Probably gonna call my Mum.” Louis excused himself from the conversation the group was about to have and made his way to the balcony.
He punched in the digits of his Mum’s telephone number and waited restlessly for a respond.
“Louis?”
“Hey Mum…”
Tears welled up and a tear fell from his left eye.
“I love you Mum, happy New Year.”
“Aww boobear, Mummy loves you too. Alright now young man, aren’t you supposed to be at a party?”
Louis went silent.
“Louis…Louis?”
“I’ll talk to you later Mum, happy New Year!”
Harry came into the balcony along with the rest of the boys.
Liam noticed that Louis’s eyes were red. “You okay buddy?”
“Yeah I am.”
“You better be,” Zayn patted Louis’s back.
“Oh we should get everyone here, the fireworks are gonna off in a minute!” Niall exclaimed before making his way into the living room and getting everyone else out onto the balcony.
“Alright about time now everyone, let’s grab ourselves one last picture!” Liam shouted as everyone squeezed together in front of the camera. Liam placed the camera on the tripod and set the camera to self-timer.
“Say Cheese!”
“CHEEEESSEEEE!!!!”
“Ha-ha, just in time! 20 more seconds to 2012!” Zayn exclaimed!
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“10!”
“9!”
“8!”
Everybody kept their eyes intent on the skies.
“7!”
“6!”
“5!”
The air turned almost magical with anticipation.
“4!”
“3!”
“2!”
“1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!”
Everybody went around hugging each other while Auld Lang Syne played from the living room. Everybody was smiling, except Louis.
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Harry painfully opened up his eyes, rudely awakened by the ringing of his phone. He rubbed his eyes, and took a look at the screen.
“Caroline?” he thought as his face beamed up a little.
He picked up the phone and listened intently. The muscles in his face worked their way from turning the beam on his face into a frown. His eyes grew red.
“But Caroline, I love you.”
“No you don’t Harry. It’s just. It’s…not you, it’s me.”
Harry went completely speechless as he ran his fingers through his hair.
“Fine Caroline. Fine.”
Harry threw his phone aside. Mixed feelings of rage, sadness and disappointment engulfed him and it was not helping that the house was in a complete state of mess. Beer bottles were everywhere and there were uneaten food on the table.
Harry broke down. His arms shook uncontrollably; his facial muscles were all cramped up as tears flowed freely from his blood shot eyes. His head pounded with a vengeance and he could feel the alcohol from last night burning his throat.
“Louis?”
Harry made his way to Louis’s room. Louis was deep in sleep. Louis was calm, like a child, and this in turn gave some comfort to Harry. Harry took off his shirt and lay beside Louis.
“..Harry?” Louis muttered, half awake.
“It’s okay Louis, go to sleep. I’m just going to sleep beside you.”
“Okay…”
“Louis…”
“Yeah…?”
“Can I hug you while we’re sleeping?”
“Sure…just, just be gentle. I know you kick a lot when you’re sleeping.”
“Thanks Louis.”
Harry placed his arms around Louis. Whatever anger and sadness he had earlier, it all seemed to go away with the warmth Louis’s body generated”.
“I love you boobear.”
“I love you too Hazza.”
