Part Four
"Come on Mac!" she shouts through the crowd gathered in Times Square.
He slowly follows. "Do we have to do this?" he asks as he grabs her hand to stop himself from losing her again.
She turns around to face him. "Yes. This is the first New Years Eve here that I've had off and I want to experience this at least once."
He grumbles something. "What was that Mac?" She can barely hear him over the noise of the crowd "The last time I was here was with Clare."
"Oh." her face falls. "I'm sorry I just" she trails off.
He pulls her hand towards him to bring her closer so she can hear him better. "It's alright, they are happy memories. I've just been slightly afraid to come back." He smiles slightly at her to let her know he is alright. "I just need to make more happy memories."
She smiles back and all around them people began the countdown to the New Year. They stare at each other, enjoying the moment before they start joining in.
"Four" He pulls her closer.
"Three" She puts her arms around his neck.
"Two" Their smiles widen.
"One" They say it together and their breath mingles as they lean towards each other.
"Happy New Year!" By this time they are lost in a kiss and oblivious to the glitter falling in their hair and the people singing around them.
When they come up for air people are celebrating even louder than before and he watches as she looks about taking it all in, her happiness obvious. "That's the kind of memory I'm talking about." he whispers.