The tension was palpable. We had only been lying like that for a matter of minutes but it felt like hours. He was searching my face, gazing into my eyes, not breaking eye contact, I kind of felt like he was searching my face for some form of recognition of the situation we had found ourselves in, I didn't know what to do.

We lay there, I was searching her face for some kind of sign that would give me permission to kiss her, I didn't want to make a fool of myself but if I didn't get a signal one way or the other soon I didn't know what I was going to do.

I decided this was it, for once I was not going to miss an opportunity, something in my gut was telling me that in this moment Harry wanted me to. I looked straight into his eyes which were only inches away from mine. My breathing was uneven, my stomach was in knots and my heart was pounding, I very slowly began moving my lips towards his, while looking for any signs of hesitation. He began to follow suit and painfully slowly angled his face towards mine.

"LOLA!!! Where are you? We need you right now." Suddenly the noise of the party which seemed to have been muted before came back at full volume. Our lips were only millimetres apart. "LOLA where the hell are you?" I felt like ignoring whoever was calling but they kept persisting. Harry seemingly reluctantly released me from his grip and without a word I got up from our position on the grass and stood up.

"There you are Lola. Why didn't you answer my calls? We need you inside Danny is getting sick he is so drunk and you know you are the only person that he will listen to when he is in this state." said Lyndsey as she moved down the garden. I glanced down at Harry he had resumed his position of looking at his hands and didn't look up at me. I walked towards the house in a bit of a daze. Had I imagined the last few minutes? Was Harry just about to kiss me? I manoeuvred my way into the house to find Danny, paying no attention to anyone else around me. I was completely lost in my own thoughts.

Just as I felt her begin to move her lips towards mine in a painfully slow manner, we were interrupted by the shouts of Lyndsey looking for Lola. There was a split second where we looked at each other and I could see her trying to decide whether to answer Lyndsey or not, but the moment had already been ruined. The veil of tension that had surrounded us had been permeated by the noise of the party. As she got up from her position and Lyndsey noticed her, my heart ached. I had been so close yet so far. She moved away and up the garden towards the house I was left to my own thought. When suddenly the painfully obvious hit me right in the face. She was about to kiss me. She moved her head towards me, not the other way around. Maybe just maybe Lola could possibly see me in that light. A sudden bubble of excitement and hope rose in my chest.

"Danny look at the state of you!" I said giggling. I found Danny at the front of the house getting sick into a flower pot where he was joined by an equally hilarious looking tom. Although the two of them were in a horrendously drunk state and relieving themselves of the lining of their stomachs, the two were in very high spirits. They nearly seemed happy to be getting sick, high fiving each other after each burst of nausea that was released from their pickled bodies. "See what I mean, these two are in a state and wont listen to anyone!……………….. Those flowers are never going to bloom again." muttered lyndsey. I burst out laughing. Lyndsey some times had a habit of sounding like an eighty year old woman; she came out with the most random observations. Both boys seemed to have somewhat recovered from their bouts of sickness but were now looking frightfully drowsy and there is no way they could be allowed to sleep on the porch of their house. For one that was just stupid, although it was summer they would still freeze and secondly knowing their luck, paparazzi would happen to turn up tomorrow morning and would think all their Christmases had come at once. "Right Lynds how are we going to do this, they can't stay here but if we don't move them soon they will be impossible to budge." I couldn't help but giggle as we tried to manoeuvre them up from the ground. They did try to help us but the alcohol had made their legs like jelly so if they managed to find some balance on one leg the other seemed to give way. Numerous times we found all four of us lying in a giggling heap, as they had dragged us down with them. Eventually we some how managed to get them into a standing position. Both Tom and Danny were leaning heavily on Lyndsey and me respectively. Luckily for Lyndsey she only had to find her way up one set of stairs with Tom before she could rid herself of her heavy load I had to battle my way up two steep sets of stairs. I could see Danny dozing off every few minutes on my shoulder, and I would have to keep shaking him awake so that he could lift his feet heavily up the stairs. Eventually we reached his room and I dumped him on the bed. I sat down to regain my composure. He didn't look it but mother of god was that guy heavy. It was a matter of seconds before I heard Danny's breathing slow and for low snores to begin to reverberate around the room. I lay back on the bed and looked up at the stars on his ceiling. They were nothing in comparison but the stars immediately brought me back to events earlier in the night. Why the hell did Lyndsey have to come looking for me at that moment, if it had been just a minute later who knows what could have happened. I didn't know what to do now. What was I going to do when I saw Harry again which would most likely be in the very near future. What if I got the complete wrong idea and he wasn't about to kiss me and I was just making a fool of myself, but then the little piece of information that was constantly at the forefront of my mind, he leaned in to.

I got up from my place on the bed, emptied the bucket of cleaning supplies from Danny's bathroom and placed the empty vessel beside his bed just in case his stomach wasn't empty yet. I pulled the duvet up over him and left the room just in time to see him begin to suck his thumb like a baby. As I walked down the stairs I heard giggling coming from Dougie's room, my immediate thought was that Ruby probably wouldn't be too happy with that, judging on her behaviour from earlier in the night, but that thought was quickly replaced by shock as I heard another familiar giggle infiltrate the air. My mouth dropped open, I had heard that laugh so many times, and that was most definitely the familiar laugh of a Miss Ruby Madden. I couldn't help but laugh as I proceeded down the stairs towards the remnants of the party.

There were still plenty of people mulling about the place, the volume of the party had been lowered though, probably a wise idea considering it was bordering on three o clock in the morning. I was just about to walk towards the kitchen when I felt a hand clasp around my own and pull me into the utility room beside the kitchen. The room was small and dark. The door quickly closed. The figure was close to me, still holding my hand. As I became accustomed to my surroundings a familiar scent surrounded me. I looked up into those piercing blue eyes that I had dreamt about so much. Our faces had returned to their earlier positions. His eyes were penetrating my soul. The room seemingly immediately filled to the brim with the familiar tension. It had been a matter of moments since the door had shut but it felt like hours, days, weeks even. He released my hand and moved his hand to my face brushing the stray hairs from across my eyes. He slowly moved his face the small distance between us. He paused just in front of lips like he was awaiting permission but he wasn't going to have to wait to get it. I filled the gap and placed my lips on his; he immediately responded and began to massage mine slowly. It was a slow and sensual kiss. His warm supple lips sent tingles through my body, I didn't think it was possible but I actually felt my knees give way but he wrapped his arm around me and supported me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as the kiss became more passionate. I was in sensory overload; the feel of his lips on mine was like electricity pumping through my body which was only strengthened by the feel of his strong arms around me and the touch of his skin underneath my fingers as I brushed my hands through the hair at the back of his neck. I never wanted it to end.

After sitting in the garden for while trying to make sense of all the thoughts that were bouncing around in my head, I made my way into the house. As I walked over the threshold of the house I was greeted by the familiar sight of drunken party revellers. I wandered around for a while taking in the sights yet still somewhat lost in my own thoughts. I was brought back to earth with a bump when I walked past the utility room beside the kitchen. The door was ajar and to my shock the room's occupants were encased in an extremely passionate embrace. At first I paid little attention, that kind of thing happens at parties, but I took a second glance when I heard an evil giggle that I knew very well. RUBY AND DOUGIE when the hell did that happen. My mouth literally dropped open and my eyes were out on sticks. As the door began to open further I ducked out of view and watched them as they proceeded up the stairs. I was in shock but couldn't help laughing. They were well matched and I did always suspect them I just never thought either would go through with it. I stood there for a few minutes chuckling at my new found discovery, and then I began to feel a little jealous. Why couldn't that be me and Lola, why did everything have to be so complicated? Why couldn't we be carefree like those two? As I stared into space pondering these thoughts I became aware of a person slowly coming down the stairs. I immediately recognised those legs, I ducked into the utility room I quickly tried to figure out what to do, I could be spontaneous and just grab her and kiss her or I could just wait for nature to take its course. Before I even considered the second option I could hear her approaching and I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the dark room. As I closed the door it was like I had transported us back to earlier in the night the tension was immediate. I moved towards her still holding her hand, I was staring straight into her eyes. Some stray pieces of hair had fallen in front of her face ever so slightly blocking my view of those gleaming blue eyes, I released her hand and brushed the hairs away so there was no way she could hide from view. I couldn't help it any longer I slowly moved my lips towards hers, I paused just before they met, I wanted some clear sign that she wanted this. I didn't have to wait for it; she pushed her lips against mine. Those beautifully full lips gently yet forcefully pressing against my own sent me into overdrive. I wrapped my arms around her supporting her back she reciprocated and wrapped her arms around my neck as the kiss became more passionate. I felt like I was in nirvana. The only thing that mattered in the world was what was going on in this dark little room. I had never felt so alive, every touch of her skin against mine, every flick of her tongue with my own, the feel of her massaging lips, they all sent me into a feeling of utter joy, lust, love and contentment.

Eventually we needed to release each other to catch our breath, the kiss found some kind of natural end and we moved our heads back ever so slightly to catch our breaths. Neither of us spoke we just gazed into each others eyes, both silently communicating the fact that we had wanted that to happen for quite some time. We were both still breathing heavily but we kept capturing each others lips in light little kisses so as to not lose the feeling of each others lips on our own. Our bodies were so close it was difficult to tell them apart. We were leaning against the door; I rested my head against it while trying to capture my breath. One hand moved from my waist up to my face as he loosely brushed his fingers against my cheek, I lightly closed my eyes savouring his touch. We still hadn't spoken but there was no awkward silence just a mutual understanding. After a few minutes of gazing at each other and light sensual kisses, I could see Harry gearing up to speak

After a while we released each other from our embrace so as to recapture our breath. I only moved my face a couple of inches away from hers I couldn't bare to be any further away. Her face was flushed and her lips swollen, I could imagine that my face was mirroring hers. Every few seconds I would place a quick soft kiss on her lips just to reinforce the memory of the feeling of her lips on mine, I never wanted to forget that sensation. I brushed my fingers against her cheek; her skin was warm underneath my touch. I wanted to say something but I couldn't think of the right words to describe what had just happened, I don't think there were words descriptive enough to give what I was feeling justice. "You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that for." I eventually murmured.

"Me too" were the only words I could muster up in reply as I pulled him down into another kiss.