"So what do you plan to do for New Years tonight?" I asked. Harry Sighed and reaced for my hands across the table.

"I was planning on spending it with you, " He smirked, "So as long as that happens, I dont care."

"Well I think we need to do something." I mumbled looking down at our joined hands. He took a moment to think. Before his face lit up.

"How about everyone comes over to my house? I think it's only fair since I was at your house for Christmas."

I nodded my head and smiled, "I think we can do that."

Harry brought m hand up to him lips and placed a kiss on the back of it. He stood up from his chair and helped me our of mine before leading us to the door and led me out of the door.

It was a comfortable silence as we walked hand in hand down the street. After a while I got uncomfortable with it. I though I might as well start up a conversation.

"So when do you start work again?" I asked.

"Next week." He answered.

"What do you think if I got a job?" I blurted out. I didn't look up at him, but I heard him sigh.

"Well, It wouldn't be a bad idea. I would just be worried about when I would see you." He sounded a little childish.

"Well, I wouldn't work on Sundays and I would only work half a day on Wednesdays."

"Well, that a little better. What are the hours?"

"Eight to six."

He paused for a minute before laughing, "Where would you even get a job?"

"Ray works at a small  café and said that they need someone. So a few days ago I went to check It out, and yesterday I went and turned in my resume."

"I just hope I can see you between my schedule and yours." He leaned down and kissed my head.

I'm glad he wasn't mad or anything, well I don't know why he would be but still. We soon arrived back at Harry's place and started packing away a few major Christmas decorations. Well, I did most of the work while Harry stretched out on the couch.

"Why don't I go call Gram and ask her about tonight, while you go clean the dishes?" I sat on his stomach. He let out a groan before pushing me off of him and standing on his feet.

"Fine, if you insist." He made his way to the kitchen, grabbed a towel and started on the dirty dishes.

I walked up the stairs and changed out of my jeans and sweater. I slipped on one of Harry's old shirts and short gray shorts. I pulled my hair into a side ponytail and grabbed my phone before heading back down stairs.

My phone started ringing in my hand, and it was Gram. Speaking of her.

"Hello?" I answered as I walked into the kitchen.

"Hello sweetie, I had a question for you about tonight."

"Well, actually I did too. Harry and I were wondering if you and the others would like to come over to Harry's place tonight?" I said walking into the kitchen and stopped to lean against the counter next to the sink where Harry was.

Once he saw me his eyes went wide, but then he tried his best to look away and continue with the task at hand.

I just rolled my eyes and went back to talking.

"Oh yes! That would be wonderful. Do we need to bring anything?" I looked over at Harry.

"They are coming, do they need to bring anything?"

"If they want." He shrugged his shoulders, but he never met my eyes. He was looking me up and down.

"If you want." I answered Gram.

"Well, what time?" Her small voice asked again.

"What time?" I repeated to Harry.

"Seven?" It was more of a question than a statement, but I went with it.

"How does eight sound?" I ask. Harry looked up at me like I was talking gibberish or something.

"That's fine dear, see you then. Love you."

"Love you too Gram." I hung up the phone. and sat it on the counter.

"Why did you say eight? They perfectly welcome at seven?" He dried his hands off and crossed his arms.

"Well, I don't think they need to spend more than five hours with us tonight." I flashed a quick smile and then went back to a straight face.

He walked over to me and grabbed a hold of my shirt. "Why are you wearing my clothes babe?" He totally changed the subject.

"Am I not allowed too?" I asked back. Harry has told me multiple times before that he thinks I look quite 'sexy' in his clothes.

"Course not, you welcome to anything in my closet." He laughed. He leaned down to kiss forehead, then my nose, then my lips.

My hands wove them selves in his hair and deepened the kiss. I felt his hands slowly slide from my waist to the waist band of my shorts. His fingers started to slide down, inside my shorts. I knew he was in for a surprise if he didn't stop.

And he wasn't stopping. 

Harry's POV:

The second my cold hand felt the warm skin of her bare bottom I broke the kiss and gave her a puzzled look. She started laughing. LAUGHING! She didn't swat my hand s away, and she didn't call me a perv, she started laughing.

 As weird as this may seem, I started to move my hands around blindly searching for the fabric of her panties. I couldn't find it. Then a light bulb went off in my head and I smirked at her. Her laughing came to a halt and she ducked her head.

"Bell?" I smiled, "are you actually wearing a thong?" I was trying my to bust out laughing. One day I teased her about getting her one, but she said she would never wear it, never in a million years.

"They were Jillian's Christmas present to me." She looked up at me and bit her lip.

"They, you have more than one?" it was quite humorous and shocking.

"Yes, and other things." She laughed.

"Well, will I get a better look at them later tonight?" I bit my lip, in hopes we could have another go around.

"I don't know, I'll have to think about it." I rolled my eyes at her response.

"You are such a tease." I chuckled as  went and captured her lips in mine once again.

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Bella's POV:

We had two hours till everyone got here, so I decided to get ready. Meanwhile Harry was in kitchen finishing up all the little snacks we had sat out.

I was standing in nothing but my bra and knickers looking through all the dresses I had here. I have brought a few bags of clothes here and the are taking up half of his closet, but he hasnt complained.

All of a sudden the door swung open and Harry barged in. I grabbed the closest thing to me, which happends to be a shirt, and tried my best to hid my exposed body.

"Harry! I'm half naked!" I yell at him.

"Awesome!" he yells back. I can tell he has a smile on his face. He came around the corner and looked me up and down. I pushed him away playfully, causing him to stumble back.

"Keep you eyes to your self Styles." I growl at him.

He puts his hands up to surrender and went to sat on the bed. His eyes were still glued to me. I rolled my eyes and put my hand on my hip.

"Do you mind?" I asked.

He smiles and winks at me before grabbing a random magazine on the floorto shield his eyes. I went back to looking through the dresses. I glanced over my shoulder to make sure we wasnt peeking, but I noticed the magazine was upside down. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him before tackeling him on the bed.

"You know you were reading it upside down?"

He chuckled, "I didn't notice." He said before leaning up to kiss me.

I rolled off of him and quickly slipped the tshirt on so he couln't get an eyefull. I walked back to the closet before picking out a purple sequined dress and walking to the bathroom.

I slipped the dress on and then attended to my makeup and hair. I didn't do much with my eyes, I just left them alittle nautral, and I just straightened my and pinned mt bangs back.

I walked out of the bathroom and Harry was fixing his tie, but when he heard to door, his head snapped over to me.

He was in all black. Black button up shirt,, black jeans, black tie, black shoes. He was hot.

Harry's POV:

 Bella looked stunning! She has a short sparkly purple dress on and nice black heels. Her hair was perfectly straight and it was out of her eyes so I could get a good view of her flawless face.

"You look amazing." I said I walked over and took her in my arms and kissed her head.

"Thanks, so do you." She smiled up to me.

"Why don't we go get ready for this party." I suggested, taking her hand in mine. She nodded her head and we headed down stairs to ring in the new year.

A/N Picture of Ethan on the side.