My best friend's brother is the one for me???

Chapter 1: Stop treating me like an 8 year old!

Nikki's P.O.V

Ugh. I despise mornings. Why can't I just sleep in?

*know know knock*

Oh god here it goes...

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU"

Oh dear lord, make them stop please. Yes, I hate mornings and I hate being sung at during my birthday. After a few seconds, the song finally came to an end.

"Okay sweetie, blow your candle and make a wish"

I swear, I feel like my mom still treats me like I’m 7 or something. I mean, my birthday cake is color pink with a huge heart on it, and my candle, it's a Disney princess.

No, I’m not shitting with you.

It literally is a Disney princess. What am I, 8?

"Mom, why is my candle a Disney princess?"

My mom looked shocked.

“But isn't Princess Belle your favorite?"

I gave myself a mental facepalm.

"Mom that was when I was a kid. I'm 17 now. I'll have my debut next year. Can you please stop treating me like I’m an 8 year old?"

Please say I’m right. Please say I’m right.

"… You're right"

Ha! Damn right I am.

"Thanks mom. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date today." I say proudly, until they started laughing.

"Mom, dad what's wrong? Why are you laughing?"

I swear they can be real assholes at times.

 "You? On a date? Hahaha nice joke sweetie. Now, go get dressed. Anne told us she has something planned for you and her." they say as they leave my room.

Fuck, they're right. I'm not going on a date.

Heck, no one in school even likes me. I mean look at me, I'm an unattractive potato. I've spent 10 years crushing on someone who won't even look at me the same way I look at him. Ugh, what's the use? Why do I even like him?

Wait I can answer that. Everything about him is perfect. His dark brown eyes are to die for, his smile is bright enough to light up the whole world and his dimples are cute af. When Anne, my best friend, is not around, we would talk. I feel comfortable around him. He's sweet, funny, lovable, huggable, weird, annoying and many more. We have a lot in common and that's really weird. When I first saw him with Anne when we were still kids, his looks got my attention, but when I got to know him, he's not just really hot; he's also sweet and charming. But, obviously, I have no chance with him, since he sees me as his sister.

Meh, who needs love when you have food, right? I'm surprised I haven't gained a lot of weight, since i ate twice as much as my parents combined. Oh well, I’m not complaining. I'm content with my body for now, but I just want Kiel to notice me.

I want Anne's brother to notice me.

Yeahp, you heard that right. I have a huge crush on my best friend's brother. No, she doesn't know about it. I don't know how she'll react when she finds out.

Shit I better take a shower now. What time is it?

"12:30"

Oh damn... Meh she can wait.

After taking a shower, I decided on wearing black skinny jeans, a black tank top, a black and red flannel, that's wrapped around my waist, and my black boots. No, they're not high-heeled.

I hate high heels. It's like a contraption that was made to torture us girls. Oh and make up? I hate make up. Don't ask why. I just hate it so much. So, if you're planning on giving me a birthday gift, cross out the girly shit in your list. I don't want to own anything girly. Just give me a guitar pick or something to wear. Strictly no dresses, skirts and heels.

As I walk to Anne's house, I notice Kiel's window is open and he is... shirtless. Whoa there. I can stare at him aaaallllll daaaayyyy looong.

"Nikki!"

Damn it.

"Nikki come here we have food!"

Okay, that caught my attention. As soon as I heard the word "food" I began running to their house.

But as I got in I heard “SURPRISE!"

I saw all of my favorite foods on the table

"oh my gosh... i think I’m in heaven"

Anne suddenly went in front of me and said “but wait! There’s more!!"

I suddenly saw Kiel holding a plate that contained a slice of blueberry cheesecake, but what shocked me was, he was shirtless and he was sweaty af.

"Oh god Kiel put a shirt on! It’s my birthday ffs!"

He chuckled and gave me my cake "Happy birthday potato, and are you sure you want me to put a shirt on? I think you're enjoying staring at my body" he chuckles again and winks at me while he puts his arm around me.

"Oh please. Why would I be staring at your body? All I see is fat." Thank god I’m good at lying.

“Yeah yeah whatever you say babe"

A.N: Hi guys! So what do you think? Tell me if I should continue my story or nah. Don't forget to vote and comment! :) And I'm sorry if it had tons of typos hahaha.