I still thought that it was bad idea. Harry was never going to forgive me but I also didn't want to disappoint Gemma. She looked so happy and in love that I wanted to experience something like that too and the fact that Harry managed to scare away every guy who ever tried to talk to me made me mad.

As I looked out of the window five guys were playing in the snow. Louis managed to climb on Liam's back, burying his head deeply in the sow. Harry and Zayin were wrestling each other and Niall was lying in the snow and making angels with that sheepish grin on his face.

I smiled at the sight. These guys went through a lot. It wasn't easy for Harry to get used to being famous all over the world. Sometimes he would call me and cry his eyes out. Paps, insults, security-guards. It was too much. I don't think that anyone can get used to life like this, but on the other hand boys lighten lives of millions of fans. They make others happy and that's the most important thing for them.

Grabbing my coat I walked out of the house.

"Do you mind if I join you?" I asked, tucking my hands in my pockets.

Suddenly they froze. Harry smirked at Louis, who smirked at Liam and it went on until they stormed into my direction. I screamed as big snowballs were thrown in my direction.

Game's on.

I ran to the woods, hiding behind a tree and trying to form a snowball. Unfortunately the snow was frozen and it was hard to make a perfect ball but enough to throw at one of the boys.

Peeking out of my 'hiding place' I looked around and threw my first ball at Liam.

Miss

Then Louis

Miss

Zayn

Miss

Niall

Miss

Har-

Wait...where's Harry?

"Gotcha!"

"Ahhhh" I let out a loud scream as Harry's hands found their way around my waist and lifted me in the air and over Harry's shoulder. I squirmed, rolled but the only thing I could hear was Harry's stupid, hot chuckle.

"You're my hostage now" He said, then brought his lips to my ear and whispered "Who knows what I might do to you"

I shuddered, don't know why. There's something in this guy. He's kind, caring, sweet, but intimidating at the same time. I shut my mouth not daring to say anything. Was I scared? No. I just had quite good view of Harry's butt as he carried me to the cabin.

I'm such a pervert. Checking out my best friend.

"Boys, I've got her" Harry announced triumphatically, dropping me on the ground gently. I crossed my hands over my chest refusing to move or stand up.

"It was five against one. Quite unfair if you ask me" I mumbled, getting comfortable in the snow.

"Get up Sky. You'll catch cold"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

Harry knelt beside me looking straight into my eyes "Stand up or I'll kiss you"

My heartbeat quickened. Fucking hell my best friend has just made me nervous "You're bluffing" he couldn't be serious

"Don't test me Skylar. You know I can do it" He sounded serious. Too serious if you ask me.

"Fine" I puffed. 100-0. You win Harry.

Harry helped me up. I disposed of snow on my body.

"There's some left on your hair" Harry chuckled, reaching over and slinging his fingers on the strands of my curls.

"Thanks" I smiled at him. Harry nodded in response and we both turned to the boys who were grinning at us like Santa's elves. Idiots.

"I'm not going to ask" Harry mumbled under his breath.

"We still have five hours till dinner. Wanna go ice-skating?" I haven't forgotten about Gemma. Gotta fulfill my mission

"You can't ice-skate" Harry remarked

Smart ass

"So? You can teach me." I shrugged trying not to give away my fear of getting caught. If Harry found out about Gemma, I don't even want to imagine what might happen.

"Okay" He nodded, staring at me with those green eyes. "What about you guys?" He asked others.

"Sorry love but we gotta go back to our families. If I don't spend this Christmas with them I can say bye to these four idiots" Liam chuckled, ruffling Louis' hair.

"Why can't you keep your hands off my hair?" Louis groaned trying to fix it again.

I chuckled and helped him a little.

"Thanks love" Louis kissed my cheek, making me blush.

Someone coughed from behind me. "Are we going or what" Harry said, his voice cold and deep.

Quickly I hugged everyone and grabbed Harry's hand, dragging him to the car.

It took us about 45 minutes to get to New York. A few fans noticed us at the traffic lights but nothing serious. Luckily there has been no paps or fan attacks.

Harry decided to drive us to Wollman Rink in Central Park. It was midday and the rink wasn't very crowded. A few teens here and there.

It was getting pretty cold and I have realized that I forgot my gloves. I blew on them and tucked my hands in my pockets but they were freezing.

"You ready?" Harry smirked, knowing that I was scared. I have never been ice-skating before and it looks pretty hard. For a second I thought of running back to Harry's car. Was Gemma worth of my broken spine? But before I can properly think Harry must've realized that I was hesitating and grabbed my arm.

"You're freezing" he furrowed  his eyebrows, before cupping my hands in his big palms, bringing them to his mouth and blowing his hot breath on my fingers.

Surprisingly it felt pretty good. I sighed in pleasure, earning another smirk from Harry.

"Let's go love" he said and pushed me to the deadly-looking ice gently.