WednesdayRubbing my eyes, I turn to grab my phone off the bed side table, it was my dad. I answer it with a hoarse morning voice.
Y: Hello?
D: Good morning my beautiful daughter. Happy birthday!
Y: Thank you father, will I be seeing you today?
D: I'm afraid not.
Of course not. Even on his daughters 21st birthday, he can't seem to make any time for me.
D: I have important business to attend today, I'm sorry. There is a present from me downstairs for you, I sent everything for Tom to sort out. I'm trusting he has, or I won't be very happy.
Y: I'm sure he has dad, don't worry. Thank you.
D: You're welcome my angel. I have to go now; I'll call you when I can. Have fun today, but please stay close to my men when you go out later.
Y: I will father, I love you.
D: I love you too.
I place my phone back down and hop out of bed, doing a little birthday dance. Don't judge me, I'm still a child. I shove on my maroon robe and my matching slippers before doing my teeth and reaching for the door handle.
I open it to see Tom standing in front of me, making me jump.
Y: Jesus Christ! You scared the hell out of me.
T: Happy birthday Y/N. Close your eyes and turn around.
Y: Thank you. Sorry what?
T: You really do have a dirty mind. I'm serious, turn around and close your eyes.
Y: I can't help it ha-ha. Okay I will.
A huge grin on my face, I turn around and close my eyes just as Tom ordered me to do. I feel him place his hands on my arms as he guides me downstairs to, what I assume is the front garden.
T: Ok, open your eyes.
I open my eyes and gasp at what is in front of me.
Y: YOU'RE KIDDING?!
In front of me, stands a beautiful dapple-grey horse tied to the water fountain. I am lost for words as I walk up to the graceful creature, tears in my eyes. Tom follows me with a smile.
T: I may have dropped a word in to your father about you liking horses. He's a Spanish Norman, 17 hands and he is 4 years...
Before Tom can finish, I brace him with a hug and squeeze him tightly. I couldn't believe he actually listened to me about my love for horses and told my father!
Y: I honestly don't know how to thank you.
T: Your father bought him; I just gave him the idea.
Y: That means more to me than you think though.
Tears are fully falling down my face now with happiness. I look up to give Tom a kiss on the cheek, making him blush pink, before walking back to the horse.
Y: I think I'll name him Maximus. Like the horse from Tangled!
Tom chuckles at me but nods his head in approval.
T: Sounds, interesting.
Y: But, where will I keep him? I mean, I move all the time, that won't be fair on Maximus.
T: Your father believes that you should be safest here. He wants for you to stay here for good now.
Y: Wait, so, no more moving?
T: No more moving.
I begin to fully cry now; I can't believe what I am hearing. Out of everywhere I have traveled to, I am definitely happiest in Paris. Did Tom tell him that too?
T: There is a newly built stable in the back if you'd like to lead him there. He has had a bit of training already so you are good to start whenever. Everything you need for him is in the stable.
Y: I really don't know what to say, this is unbelievable. Will my dad be coming to live here too?
T: unfortunately, not. He has to keep on the move but he has made sure that no one knows you're here. You're completely under the radar.
Y: Will you be staying here with me?
T: As long as you need me, I'll be here.
I would kiss him right now if Harrison didn't ruin the moment, again.
H: I see you've found this beauty then.
Y: His name is Maximus, and yes, I love him!
H: Like the horse from Tangled?
Me and Tom instantly start laughing at the fact he knew where the name is from.
H: What? Am I not allowed to like Disney!?
Y: Harrison, I'm proud of you for knowing.
H: Thank you miss... I mean Y/N.
I smile at him as he corrects himself. I feel as if things are finally falling into place and I couldn't be happier.
I walk Maximus round to the stable in the back garden. I gawp at the sight of it. They have done so well to sort all of this out in the space of two days. The stable looks modern, everything is organised on shelves and I spot an outfit hanging by Maximus' stall. A pair of black jodhpurs, a grey Ariat polo shirt, three pairs of black riding socks, a black riding hat and a pair of zip-up boots. This day couldn't get any better.
I hear Tom following behind and I gesture him over but he shakes his head.
Y: What's the matter?
T: I'm, not very keen on horses.
Y: And I thought you weren't afraid of anything.
I chuckle as Tom rolls his eyes. I lead Maximus into his stall and take off his lead rope. I begin to feel how cold I am, remembering I still only have my robe on. I lock his stall and walk with Tom back to the house.
Y: I best go and get changed. Thank you for everything Tom.
T: I only...
Y: NO! You'll take the gratitude!
T: Okay okay! You're welcome Y/N. You deserve it.
I smile at him gratefully and make my way into the house to get changed, Tom lingers around the water fountain with Harrison as I do so.
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I pick out a floral, off the shoulder play-suit, matched with my air force 1s, since the weather Is now 20 degrees on wards. That's the beauty of having a birthday in June.
I Dutch plait my hair in two parts and apply a light amount of makeup before finishing the look off with some jewellery. I don't want to go too overboard because I'll save that for when I wear my emerald green dress later.
The day was pretty relaxed, insisting of baking cupcakes with Tom and Harrison (which failed awfully), and watching Tangled to show Tom who Maximus is.
It soon turns 7 o'clock and it is time for me to get ready for the club. I cannot begin to explain how excited I am to finally see what life is like for most people. Tom, Harrison, Theo, James and I begin to get ready. I grab a quick shower, making sure to put my hair out of the way first so it doesn't get wet.
I then walk back out to my room, re-straightening my hair to look extra straight, applying a tad more makeup, this time using a bit of eyeliner, and eventually putting on my beautiful dress.
The emerald green goes beautifully with my tanned skin, it's stunningly fitted around my waist, accentuating my every curve. The 'v' neck is just low enough to see a little bit of cleavage but not a ridiculous amount, and the length is just above my knees. I spin around in the mirror, taking in my image for a second before accepting that I am ready.
I nervously open my door and take a deep breath before walking out on to the landing towards the stairs.
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MY BODYGUARD
FanfictionY/N's father is a mafia boss. She is constantly being moved from one safe-house to the next, until, one day her father assigns her with a new bodyguard to take her to a safe-house in Paris. He's an asshole, but she's starting to feel closer towards...