𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

thirteen

thirteen - happy birthday!

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april 20, y/n's birthday

"y/n, wake up! it's your birthday, baby!" i groaned as ariana shook me awake and i shoved my head back into my pillow. "y/n!" ariana whined, laying down beside me and kissing my bare back.

i turned my head to her and grunted, really not wanting to be awake right now. "what do you want from meee." i whined, kicking my feet under the covers.

ariana giggled and sat up, trying to pull me with her. i sighed and sat up, ariana coming to straddle me. "good morning, baby!" she smiled widely. "it's your birthday!"

i scrunched up my nose and shoved my face into her neck, wrapping my arms around her slim waist tightly. "do we have to do anything...?" i rasped out, still tired.

she placed her hands on the sides of my face and lifted my head, kissing my nose. "yep!" she squealed, feeling excited. i groaned loudly and gripped ariana tight, rolling us over so i laid on top of her.

she yelped in surprise as i put my head on her chest, closing my eyes again. "why can't we just stay here?!" god, i sounded like a little kid.

ariana sighed, definitely feeling fed up with me. she pushed me off of her and i frowned dramatically, trying to grab her waist as she stood up. "y/n, get your ass up or you won't be getting my special present tonight." she crossed her arms.

my eyes shot open and i threw myself out of bed, immediately walking to my bathroom. i grabbed my toothbrush and wet it, putting on the toothpaste after. i stuck the brush in my mouth, noticing ariana walking into the bathroom.

she walked in front of me so she was between me and the sink, smiling at me through the mirror. i smiled back stupidly, the toothbrush still in my mouth. ariana giggled and placed her hand on my jaw, closing my mouth.

i moved her gently and spit out the toothpaste, using my mouthwash after. i turned around to her and smiled again, opening my arms out to her. she hummed contently and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to kiss me.

i smiled and gripped her waist tightly, reluctantly pulling away from her. "i love you." i whispered against her lips, feeling my back start to ache from bending down so much—but who the fuck am i to complain?

ariana giggled and messed with my hair, pecking my lips again. "i love you too, danny. now, go get ready!"

"aye, aye, captain!"

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we arrived at teresa's house many hours after i woke up. it was now 5:46 and ariana just had to wake me up at nine. why? bitch i have no clue.

   we got out of the car and i stretched my body out as we walked to the front door. i smiled as i noticed all of the cars here, realizing that a lot of people came. i opened the door once we arrived and immediately came face to face with a poorly painted banner that read "happy birthday, oldie!"

   i internally groaned. i wasn't even old—i'm twenty-four! but, i am the oldest of the group, so i think all of them are to blame for my lovely banner.