𝗳𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 ✰❤︎ 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗴𝗲 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

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Chapter Thirty Two

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It's a Saturday. I made sure to wake up early and spend every second of the day I had. Because today's it.

I'm eighteen.

I'm a legal adult.

But I can't wrap my head around it. I don't feel different at all. I just feel the exact same. Like my childhood is still here. Like I'm still seventeen, living my life in the shittiest way possible.

It's a crazy thought, to be honest.

I'm not a kid.

I woke up earlier today with a few texts.

One from Noah and Gaten.

"Hbd stupid I hope you have a horrible day and get fat and shit while eating cake <333"

"Happy birthday y/n! I love you so much and I'm proud of you even after everything that's been going on! Have a good day!"

One from Will.

"Happy birthday y/n :)) have a good day!"

One from my mom, dad, and Maya.

"Happy birthday y/n! I left some cupcakes in the fridge for you. Picked them up on my way home last night. Have a good day😘
           -Mom and Dad"

"Bitch how are you 18?? You still act like ur two but okay. Happy birthday babe love ya😙"

And one from Louis.

"Happy birthday"

But otherwise, nothing. No snapchat stories, no Instagram posts. Nothing. However I'm not complaining. It's more than I thought. I guess the only part that makes it feel like nothing, is that I missed one.

Finn.

He didn't say happy birthday.

But it's whatever. I forgot his, why should he reward me by remembering mine? Bad karma.

But it's my birthday. My big one.

I'm eighteen.

I'm not gonna let the fact that I'm alone ruin it.

I picked out my favorite shirt and joggers, and did my hair in curls.

I wore a little extra makeup today to feel more adult-ish. But I made sure not to go over the top.

I used the stove to make cinnamon rolls that have been in the fridge forever. I don't care if mom doesn't want me to.

And lastly, I drank water out of a wine glass. Like adults do.

I did everything I could to make my birthday morning a happy one. Even if that little piece of my friends was still missing.

"Alright," I sigh and put my dishes in the dishwasher. I'll do those tomorrow. I don't wanna do house work today.

"Now what should we do y/n."