I can't believe it, the day has finally arrived!
I'm finally writing Harry's birthday party. This chapter was pretty much the basis for this whole story and here it is.
Enjoy.
Chapter 17
The Birthday Party
It was 2 o'clock on Saturday afternoon and the party was in full swing, the garden full of friends including the girls, their partners and children as well as family like Hanna and Caleb's mothers having a good time and most importantly Harry. He was running around the garden with his friends playing tag, the bouncy castle at the end of the garden acting as their home base. And Hanna's hard work didn't go unnoticed,
"Hanna's worked so hard," one of the mothers told another,
"Yes," the other agreed, "The banners and balloons look spectacular." All was going to plan, the guests had all arrived on time so the garden was heaving with guests, throughout the afternoon they had a number of activities prepared, such as a magic act, party games, a piñata and most importantly Harry's birthday cake. As well as Harry's favourite part, opening his presents.
Hanna walked out into the garden from the kitchen door to the tables which had been filled with party food and began clearing the empty platters, making a mental note of the empty crisp and sweet bowls which she would refill. Stood at the end of the food tables with their backs to her were Suzanna and Lorraine, she recognized them as Harry's friends Bradley and Greg's mums,
"Just look at him," Suzanna was saying,
"You can just imagine what his body looks like under that polo shirt," Lorraine replied. Hanna glanced up out of interest, which father were they eyeing up now, she'd stood with them in the playground waiting for the children before, and both were single mums who often scanned the playground for single fathers, uncles or sometimes even older brothers.
"I just don't understand how Hanna could ever have let him go," Suzanna went on. Hanna stopped in order to listen,
"Maybe he was bad in bed," Lorraine suggested and Suzanna laughed,
"I bet that's not it, I mean just look at him," she said and Lorraine laughed with her,
"Your right," she agreed,
"He's like the perfect man," she added,
"And such a great father," Suzanna told her, to which Lorraine nodded,
"Definitely."
"Of course Mark's gorgeous too," Suzanna replied, again Lorraine nodded,
"No doubt about that and it's good that she's moved on," she said,
"Perhaps it's time Caleb did the same," Suzanna suggested with a smirk.
Hanna had heard enough and turned on her heel back to the kitchen, she threw the empty food platters onto the counter and leaned against it holding her head in her hands,
"Hanna?" Aria called as she came into the kitchen from the garden,
"Is everything all right?" She asked, Hanna nodded,
"Fine, just fine," she said composing herself and reaching up into the cupboard behind her to grab another two bags of crisps and sweets,
"Can I help you with anything?" Aria asked, again Hanna nodded,
"Could you go fill the bowls outside up with these please?" She asked her handing her the bags she'd just taken from the cupboard, Aria nodded,
"Of course," she agreed and took the bags outside.
Hanna smiled thankfully at her friend but couldn't understand why Aria hadn't said anything about the day before at the toy store.
The truth was Aria didn't have to.
Upon returning home from the store instead of calling Hanna she'd called Spencer.
"I knew I wouldn't get an answer from Hanna, so Spence what do you know?" Aria had asked over the phone, at first Spencer had insisted otherwise, but it was killing her to talk about it with someone as Hanna had forbidden her from bringing up the kiss and Caleb's date ever again. And so Spencer went on to explain what she knew. How it has started with a kiss, how they'd spent the night together, how Hanna had found out that Caleb was dating his old secretary and finally how Hanna had realised that she'd made a mistake and ended it,
"So that's it?" Aria asked,
"It's over?" She added.
"Yes," Spencer told her,
"So I take it they're on good terms," Aria told her,
"I don't think so," Spencer disagreed,
"Hanna seemed pretty angry with him," she went on.
"But when I saw them today they were holding hands, and acting very…" Aria paused in an attempt to find the right word,
"Very what?" Spencer pushed her,
"Normal," Aria finished.
"Normal?" Spencer questioned,
"Like they used to be," Aria verified.
Hanna took a deep breath and went back out into the garden, Harry came running up to her and grabbed her legs,
"Your Mum is home too," he shouted to one of the boys chasing him whom Hanna presumed must have been tagged. The boy listened to Harry and ran off in another direction after one of the other children,
"Can we play a party game soon?" Harry asked looking up at Hanna, she smiled and nodded,
"What do you want to play?" She asked,
"Musical chairs!" Harry squealed,
"Mark's already set up the chairs," he told her pointing to an arrangement of chairs halfway down the garden.
Having got the children assembled the game of musical chairs had begun, even some of the parents were playing, including Toby, Caleb, Mark, Emily and Aria. Hanna stood to the side stopping and starting the music while Spencer judged for her. They'd been playing for 10 rounds now, Aria was out as well as 9 of the children and some of their parents.
Hanna stopped the music halfway through Lady Gaga's bad romance, which resulted in Caleb sitting on Toby's lap. All the children laughed and Spencer declared Caleb to be out before Hanna started the music again. The game continued and Hanna was about to stop the music again when she felt a hand on her waist, looking over her shoulder she noticed Caleb who was now standing beside her,
"Nice song choice," he muttered in her ear, she stopped the music and looked at him as Spencer went on to judge the game,
"I don't know what you mean," she said starting the music again when Spencer called to her to. Gaga's voice erupted from the CD player,
"I want your love, I don't wanna be friends." The words echoed through her,
"It doesn't mean anything," she told him stopping the music again and Spencer declared Mark out. Hanna smiled at Mark warmly as he came over to them when she restarted the music, Caleb dropped his arm from Hanna's waist.
"Everything okay?" Mark asked Hanna, she nodded,
"Great," she agreed,
"We were just saying that maybe it was time for cake," Caleb told him. Mark nodded,
"Excellent idea. Why don't you go inside and prepare the cake Hanna," he suggested,
"I can cover the music," he added. Hanna smiled and gave Mark a peck on the lips,
"Thank you," she said smiling at him happily. Caleb walked away unable to see her act to happy with Mark.
Hanna walked away from the game towards the kitchen, looking around the garden for Caleb. She'd seen him walk away as she had kissed Mark, but she didn't see him now. She wasn't sure why she'd made a point of kissing Mark in front of him like that, she hadn't meant to, it was just out of habit.
In the kitchen Hanna walked towards the basement door, she'd hidden Harry's birthday cake down their so that he wouldn't find it. She walked down the basement stairs which acting as a pantry for other kitchen supplies they didn't keep upstairs, it had once been Mark's poker and games room which was why there was a pool table stood in the far corner of the room.
As Hanna reached up onto the shelf she felt a hand slide across her waist and under her purple blouse, as well as a pair of lips brush across her neck. She allowed her head to lean back onto his shoulder,
"Caleb," she whispered,
"Mmm?" he replied as he kissed down her neck and across her shoulder,
"We can't," she told him,
"Why not?" Caleb asked still kissing her neck, his hand making it's way up her blouse to her breast,
"Because…" Hanna began, she sighed as Caleb moved his hand underneath her bra and circled his thumb on her nipple,
"…there's about 30 people upstairs, including…" Hanna paused as he moved his other hand gently up the other side of her body,
"Including your mother and mine. Not to mention Mark," she finished.
"So?" Caleb asked, taking both his hands from under her blouse and reaching around her to up do the buttons,
"So…" Hanna began as he slid the blouse off her shoulders,
"So?" Caleb asked as the blouse dropped to the floor between them and he began kissing her back,
"So…we'd better hurry," Hanna told him turning around to face him and kissing him passionately.
Within moments Caleb had lifted Hanna off her feet and placed her on the edge of the pool table, Hanna had pulled his shirt over his head and thrown it in the direction of her blouse. Now Hanna was unfastening Caleb's belt, while Caleb ran his hands up her skirt on her thighs and began pulling her panties, meanwhile they continued to kiss, their tongues fighting for dominance. She lifted herself slightly for Caleb to remove her underwear as she slipped his jeans and underwear down. Caleb moved his attention back to her neck as he thrust himself inside of her, Hanna leant her head back holding all her weight back on one arm on the table, the other draped across Caleb's shoulder, her fingers running through his hair. Her mind was blurred but still so wonderfully aware. They gained the same rhythm and both moaned in unison into each others mouths. They knew that time wasn't on their side and before long someone would come looking for them, Hanna's kissed became rougher and Caleb began thrusting harder, one hand in her hair like his, the other caressing her breast,
"Faster Caleb, faster," Hanna begged and he obliged.
Upstairs Spencer rewarded one of Harry's friends with the musical chairs prize,
"Time for cake," Mark announced and the party guests cheered. Spencer manovered her way through the crowd to the kitchen to see if Hanna was ready with the cake, but the kitchen was empty.
"Hanna?" She called noticing the basement door was open,
"Hanna?" She called again as she descended the stairs,
"Oh...wow…sorry," Spencer apologised when she reached the bottom of the stairs to find a topless Hanna and Caleb still getting dressed. Spencer averted her eyes out of politeness,
"We're ready for the cake," she informed Hanna.
Hanna cleared her throat and nodded,
"Okay," she said, having buttoned up her blouse she grabbed the cake box from the shelf,
"Could you help me with the candles?" She asked Spencer, she nodded and made her way back up the stairs. Hanna followed her but not before giving Caleb a cheeky smirk.
Caleb winked back at her.
Happy New Year To All My Lovely Readers :)
Please please please review.