I just want to start off by saying thank you so so much for the lovely reviews, they make me so happy and encourage me to write more! I hope you all had a lovely Christmas, and are enjoying the holidays in general. As the last fic was a Christmassy one, I thought I may as well make this one a New Year's one, so enjoy! (Warning: lots of fluff and smut ahead.)

A Very Happy New Year

"Fifty-five minutes!"

"What?!" Hanna asked, her voice rising as she turned around in the shower and pressed pause on her iPod, stopping the music that she'd been 'performing' to for the last half an hour.

"Fifty-five minutes until we need to leave, or we're gonna be late," repeated Caleb, leaning against the sink with his razor in hand, staring amusedly at his girlfriend who by now had turned back around and resumed her Justin Bieber sing-along. Almost three years now and she was still obsessed with the guy.

Tonight the couple were due at a New Year's Eve party – one they'd been invited to by Caleb's boss. Hardly knowing anyone in New York, it was the first proper party they'd been to since arriving, except for a few of Hanna's new college friends' house parties, which were always more like mosh pits of drunk, horny students than anything.

Caleb couldn't wait to take Hanna along to meet his co-workers, and with the way that he talked about her, regularly bringing up that she was the best thing to ever happen to him, he was sure that they wanted to meet her too.

He smiled to himself as he watched her twirl around in the shower, singing along to a song that he was now regretfully beginning to learn the lyrics to due to the fact that she'd played it so many times. As the song came to end, she turned to the side and slapped her ass before winking at Caleb and bowing, making his shoulders shake with laughter as he shook his head at her. If this was what the rest of his life with Hanna was going to be like, then yeah, he'd be more than alright.

"And what was that, may I ask?" He teased with a slight laugh.

Hanna sighed dramatically, "The grand finale, obviously!"

"Oh, well in that case," Caleb replied only slightly sarcastically, clapping his hands in a round of fake applause for his girlfriend.

"Thank you, thank you," She mused, "Now come get in the shower with me before I get bored and have to start performing for you again."

Walking up to the shower, Caleb pressed his nose against the glass as Hanna did the same, also smashing her lips against it and pouting as if to kiss him.

"As much as I would like to," Came his reply, his eyes flickering between her lips and the rest of her body, "I already showered this morning, and it would be a very very unjustified waste of water."

Hanna's pout turned to a frown of disappointment, "It's not a waaaaaste," She whined, "I'm already in here!"

"But if I get in to the shower with my very very beautiful, wet, naked girlfriend," Caleb argued, mimicking his previous words, "I have a feeling that we may be in here a little longer than you would be if you were alone."

Hanna chuckled outwardly at that, "Hmm, we'll see."

Caleb needed no more convincing as he stripped off his boxers and stepped under the running water beside her, immediately tugging at her waist to bring her closer to him whilst using the other hand to stroke the warm, soft, wet expanse of her back. She sighed and her eyes fluttered closed as he pressed a long, gentle kiss against her lips, moving both hands down to her ass to massage the smooth skin there.

"See?" He whispered with a smirk, "Told you."

With a swift turn, Hanna moved them so that Caleb's head was now directly under the shower spray, shocking him slightly and causing him to shake the water from his eyes.

The mildly annoyed look on his face immediately elicited a giggle from Hanna, who turned to face the direction of the spray as she shook her head and smirked at him, "Come on, or we'll be late."

Hanna slammed her glass down on the table as she finished her vodka soda, leaning back into Caleb's chest. They were currently seated at a round table in the corner of the club that the party was being held in, Hanna on his lap and his arms around her waist. She was tipsy – not too drunk, just happy – while Caleb was still on his first drink. They hadn't even planned on drinking at all at first seeing as they technically weren't old enough, but Hanna had eventually persuaded Caleb to dig out his fake ID so he could buy them a few.

"Mmmh, your hair feels nice," She commented, reaching her hand behind Caleb to stroke the hair at the back of his head, "What shampoo do you use again?"

Caleb let out a breathy laugh, "You definitely don't need any more drinks."

Hanna turned her head to the side so she could look him in the eyes, and flashed him a big, lazy grin, "I'm fine, I'm good," She insisted, "I'm just happy to be here with my manfriend."

"Manfriend?"

"Yeah, like a boyfriend, but you're a man now, you're my manfriend," Hanna confirmed, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Caleb leaned forward a little and pressed a warm kiss against her neck before pushing his nose into her hair and hugging her a little closer to him. She was completely relaxed against him and he swore he could hear her giggling under her breath, her left leg swishing from side to side. Looking down, he reached for her hands, pulling them up so that they were entwined with his on top of her stomach.

"I love you so damn much, you beautiful weirdo."

Hanna replied by stretching her arms up above her head and pushing her legs straight out, leaning back even further into Caleb as she yawned and brought her arms down around the back of his neck.

She paused for a second, as if in deep thought, "Well then it's a very good job that I love you too."

At that, he let out a chuckle before patting her stomach gently, "Come on, let's go and talk to someone, I don't think people actually realise that we're here."

Hanna groaned as he stood up with his arms still around her waist, before offering her his hand and walking her across the room towards a big group of people.

"You know," She began, "I don't even know what to talk to these people about. I don't know what you do, or what the company is called, or anything. It's very confusing."

"I do stuff with computers, you know that Han. And you know if I could tell you anymore, then I would," He reassured her, wrapping one arm around her shoulder as he spotted his boss out the corner of his eye, giving him a quick nod of acknowledgement.

"But it's just so secret-ish. Why is it so secret-ish?"

"Huh, secret-ish?"

"Yes," She affirmed, confidently.

He laughed, "You're on fire with all these new words today."

By now they'd reached the other side of the room, and Caleb's boss was walking towards them with his hand outstretched, greeting Caleb and then turning towards Hanna. "And who's the pretty lady?" He asked with a genuine smile on his face, reaching his hand out to shake hers too.

Hanna returned the handshake carefully, aware that she was still tipsy and also of the fact that she should be making a good impression. "Hanna, Hanna Marin," She replied sweetly, "Caleb's, uh, girlfriend."

She immediately turned to face Caleb to check that she'd said nothing wrong, and when he looked back at her to mouth the word 'womanfriend', she had to physically stop herself from bursting into a fit of giggles.

After a fairly pleasant ten-minute conversation with the man – mostly about how Hanna and Caleb were settling into New York – another guy and two young girls came over to greet them both. Hanna assumed straight off that they were Caleb's friends, as he hugged them all and introduced Hanna before jumping into a conversation about something that someone called Mark did the other day. Despite Caleb's efforts to include her, after about fifteen minutes Hanna was getting bored, the effect of the alcohol wearing off and her lack of knowledge about Caleb's area of expertise making it hard to know what they were talking about half the time. Thinking she was being subtle, she gently tugged on the sleeve of his shirt with the arm that was looped through his, her head resting on his shoulder as she gazed up at him. He looked down and flashed her a smile, giving her a quick peck on the lips before looking back to his coworkers. Damn. She gave him another tug and this time Caleb raised his eyebrows at her, so she replied with a frown and her very best puppy dog eyes, prompting him to end his conversation and leave his friends with a promise of 'see you later'.

As they walked away, Caleb turned to her, a concerned look on his face, "What's wrong?"

Hanna reached out and tugged him forward to pull him into a full on hug, her arms around his waist as he gently stroked her back.

She stayed silent for a second before answering, "I don't like sharing you," Came her quiet, mumbled reply.

Caleb took ahold of her elbows and held her out at arms length as a smile spread across his face, "You don't like sharing me?" He asked, clearly amused.

By this time, Hanna was smiling too, "No," She started, stepping close to him once again and placing his hands on her ass as she rested hers either side of his jaw, "I'm used to having you all to myself."

She leaned in, pressing their mouths together in a deep, wet kiss, which turned heated almost as soon as it began. Caleb's hands, still on her ass, squeezed her even closer to him as he groaned into the kiss, nipping at her bottom lip and then swiping his tongue across it. Hanna's fingers had moved into his hair and were tugging at it slightly, pushing him harder against her. Breathing heavily, they both pulled away after what felt like forever, their foreheads still touching and their eyes glistening with a combination of love and lust.

The combined effect of the alcohol in her system and her make out session with Caleb was making Hanna feel a little tipsy again, and after the other two drinks he'd had whilst talking to his coworkers, Caleb was feeling the same way. Both of them seemingly unable to tear their eyes away, they stayed with their foreheads together in a blissfully unaware bubble of tangled limbs and mixing breaths, completely lost in one another as people danced around them.

Eventually Caleb spoke up, his voice a hoarse whisper in her ear, "Maybe we should leave now."

Hanna shook her head as she finally pulled her head away from his, a mischievous glint that Caleb knew all too well in her eye, "I have a better idea."

Still slightly dazed from their kisses, Caleb could only oblige when Hanna all but pulled him through the door that they were standing by, which judging by the lettering on the front of it was a coat closet. As they stumbled blindly into the pitch black room, Hanna slammed the door behind them and flicked the lock across, jamming someone's walking stick under the handle just to be sure. The small space was still dark, and completely silent other than the sound of their laboured breathing. Her eyes adjusting to the light so that she could now see Caleb's silhouette, Hanna took a step forward to press her warm body flush against him. Her hands ran gently up and down his arms as she moved her face up, pushing her nose against his and leaning in so that their lips were barely touching.

"Han, are we really doing this, in a coat closet?"

At first Hanna wasn't sure if he'd actually said anything because it was so quiet, but when she opened her eyes slowly, she saw him staring back at her with a look of both intrigue and desperation. She could only nod in response as she reached her hand out to stop his from flipping the light switch to 'on', clearing her throat before she finally spoke.

"In the dark," She took a shaky breath in, "Makes it hotter."

Within seconds, Hanna's back was up against the wall as Caleb slammed his lips against hers, running his hands up and down her sides in an attempt to make out where her clothes finished and her smooth skin began. Knowing it was his favourite, she wore a short, black dress which was tight around her ass with a plunging neckline – her intention was to tease him a little, and clearly it was working.

A strangled moan escaped her parted lips when Caleb brought his mouth down to suck on her pulse point, encouraging her to move her legs apart as his hand moved between her thighs, pushing her dress up slightly in the process. Hanna's legs were starting to feel weak as she stood there in her 5 inch black heels, Caleb's hand inching ever closer to her centre, her breathing becoming faster and heavier and her eyes fluttering closed in anticipation.

The moment his firm hand cupped her she let out a long breathless moan and threw her head back, Caleb wasting no time in slipping a finger straight past the material of her thong to dance across her lips, which were already more than wet. His finger pushed slowly inside of her as he began pumping in and out, supporting Hanna's body with an arm around her waist as he brought her lips back to his in a wet, hot kiss.

"Ke-keep going," She stuttered, sighing as Caleb's other hand pulled the top of her dress down to reveal her breasts, gently twisting her nipples between his fingers in turn.

The finger inside of her sped up as he entered another and found her clit with his thumb, rubbing it in small circles. Hanna's hand was busy working at his belt before she impatiently tugged his pants and boxers down in one, grabbing him in her small, warm hand and beginning to pump him up and down. Caleb let out a strangled moan and stopped the movements of his fingers for a second as she ran her fingers over the sensitive head, thrusting her crotch into his at the same time and causing an unbearable friction.

Their faces were pressed together as they kissed hungrily, messily, tongues and saliva mixing and noses bumping as they tried to convey everything they were feeling all at once. Pulling her hand from him, Caleb looked at Hanna as she stood with lazy eyes and swollen, parted lips, her chest heaving and her neck peppered with red marks left by his hungry mouth. He slowly snaked his arms around her back to unzip her dress, which fell to the floor in a heap alongside her underwear and left her standing completely naked, aside from her heels. Sensing it was unfair that Caleb still had a shirt on, she reached forward and hurriedly undid his buttons, flinging the shirt across the room so that it landed on top of someone's coat.

"You ready?" Caleb asked, so close to Hanna's ear that he barely had to vocalise his words for her to hear them.

She nodded in response and he grabbed her ass with both hands, hoisting her legs up around his waist and pushing her back against the wall, their hands joined above her head. Letting her right hand go, he reached down to guide himself into her, rubbing up and down her slit a few times before pushing into her with a grunt. Hanna moaned unconsciously, her hips pushing against him as he quickly began to move in and out of her – this wasn't going to last long for either of them. Her back arched out as she pressed her chest against his, her nipples rubbing against him and causing a jolt of pleasure to run through her body with every thrust.

Desperate moans and lackadaisical kisses molded into one as Caleb felt Hanna begin to tighten around him, encouraging him to drive into her faster, deeper, harder. He could tell she was trying to speak, but her words came out as a series of high-pitched noises as she began to clench around him, sending him over the edge as he drove into her one last time and came apart with a hoarse, breathy groan.

They stayed liked that, eyes closed in pleasure and Hanna's slightly sweaty back pressed against the wall as they both tried to get their breath back. He was still inside of her, and every time he moved the tiniest bit she felt a short spark of pleasure course through her.

Stealing one last kiss from her, Caleb opened his eyes as he pulled out and gently lowered her to the ground, making sure she could still stand in her heels. Hanna's head buried itself in his chest as she struggled to get her breath back, Caleb's hands soothing her as they ran absentmindedly through her silken hair.

Hanna was the one who eventually broke the content silence, her voice barely a whisper against his chest, "It's three minutes to midnight, we're gonna miss New Year."

With one of his fingers under her chin, Caleb lifted her head up so that their eyes met as they both broke into wide grins.

"Well then," He began, only a little louder than her, "I guess we should probably get dressed and go back out there."

After a very quick redressing – probably a new record for Hanna – the couple slid out of their hiding place and rejoined the rest of the party, which had now moved outside into the gardens behind the club. They were vast and ornate, dotted with fountains and flower beds, almost as richly as the sky was dotted with flecks of colour from the fireworks bursting overhead. A man serving champagne offered a class to Caleb and Hanna who both took one gratefully, a little thirsty after their previous activities. Crowds of people rushed past and around them as others stood gazing at the display in the sky, excited murmurs and laughter filling the air.

Finishing his drink, Caleb wrapped an arm around Hanna as they leaned against each other, her head on his chest and his thumb stroking her shoulder. They were silent in the chaos around them as the countdown to New Year began.

"Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven!"

Hanna gazed up at Caleb and he smiled down at her, cupping her jaw in his hand and ghosting his lips over hers as they joined in with the countdown, "Six, five, four, three, two…"

The word 'one' was lost on them both as their lips crashed together, their mouths moving against each other slowly and tenderly while the crowds of people around them paled into insignificance. Once their kiss came to an end with a flourish of warm smiles, they were left standing in the cold night, wrapped in each others arms, starting the New Year exactly where they both wanted to be.

The party didn't last for too much longer after that – well, at least not for Hanna and Caleb. They were both tired and decided to head home at around 1am, having to call a cab because they were in no fit state to drive for themselves. Outside of the club, Hanna stood in front of Caleb, leaning back into him as his arms wrapped around her waist. She could feel her head lolling back as she tried to keep herself awake, and Caleb obviously noticed, chuckling as he leant down to press a kiss against the top of her hair.

"I need my bed," She declared as a shiver ran through her body, goose bumps clearly visible on her skin.

Caleb shrugged his jacket off his shoulder and held in out in front of them, "Here," He almost demanded, "Wear this before you freeze."

Hanna shook her head in protest, "Nope, I said I didn't need a coat, and I won't need one. Besides, you'll freeze."

"Hanna…"

She turned around in his arms, raising an eyebrow, "Caleb."

He laughed gently as he shook his head, putting his jacket back on, "You are so damn stubborn."

Grinning triumphantly, Hanna nodded her head towards the cab that was pulling up and took his hand in hers, practically dragging him towards the car in search of warmth. The door swung open and they both shuffled in, finding no relief in terms of warmth as they discovered that the inside of the cab was almost as cold as the harsh January air outside. As a substitute to heating, the couple huddled close so that they were almost sitting in the same seat, their limbs tangled together and Hanna's head buried into his shoulder, his arm wrapped protectively around her back.

Caleb, noticing she was still shivering a little, looked down to check if she was alright, "Han?"

When she didn't reply, he moved a soft blonde curl from her face to see that she was fast asleep, her lips parted as she let out hushed, sleepy breaths against his jacket. Caleb loved it when she fell asleep on him – she looked so adorable and it always made him beyond happy to know that she felt completely safe and at ease around him.

Supporting the back of her head with his hand, he carefully removed his jacket once again, laying it over her as he lay her head back in it's place on his shoulder. She made a noise of contentment in her sleep and wrapped her arms around his torso, her head dropping down into his lap as the cab rode over a bump in the road.

When they finally came to a stop, Caleb removed his hands from where they were stroking the hair at the back of Hanna's neck, thanking the driver and handing him the money before attempting to wake his girlfriend.

"Han," He gently shook her shoulder, "Hanna."

Earning no response at all, he undid both of their seatbelts and wrapped one arm under her legs, while the other remained around her waist. On his first attempt, he pushed himself up and out of the cab with Hanna curled up against him, her arms instinctively going around his neck as Caleb slammed the door shut. He sighed, smiling in awe at the sleeping girl in his arms. He was so lucky to be the one who got to do all this for her – the one who got to be with her day and night, and during all the little moments that might seem completely insignificant to someone who wasn't completely, devotedly in love.

With no effort at all he carried her into their building and up the stairs to their apartment, opening the door with one hand and flicking the lights on. Caleb thought Hanna might haven woken up by this point, but she was still sound asleep against him and showed absolutely no signs of waking up anytime soon, so he made the decision to take her into their bedroom after removing her heels. Carefully, gently, he pulled back the covers, laying his girlfriend down onto the double bed and stroking her face with his thumb in an attempt to settle her as she stirred slightly.

"Shhhhh," He soothed, "Go back to sleep."

Within seconds she was still again, her shoulders rising and falling in a constant rhythm once more. Caleb, as quietly as he could, pulled down the zipper of her dress and tugged it from her body, leaving her in her underwear before he covered her over with the several layers of blankets beside her. Crouching down, he studied her angelic face, his eyes dancing over her features as he thought about how she was quite possibly the best thing to ever happen to this world.

His lips pressed against her forehead in a tender kiss before he pulled back to whisper in her ear, "Happy New Year, beautiful."

I may have gotten a little carried away with that, haha. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it, but I hope it was okay! I won't be updating until the New Year now, so I hope you all had a wonderful 2015, and have a lovely New Year's Eve/Day!