kilby girl [hs]

chapter 17

Levi Kilby

It's my birthday tomorrow.

Well technically in 5 minutes it'll be my birthday. Right now I'm sitting on the phone with Harry both staring at the clocks in our room, mine on my computer, and his, the digital alarm clock next to his bed.

"I can't believe I'm going to be eighteen." I mumble to Harry, suddenly feeling quite anxious about the responsibility filled age.

"Neither can I, you're gonna be ancient!" Harry exaggerates through the phone. I sometimes forget he's a whole eight months older than me because of how immature he acts all the time.

"Oh shut up" I roll my eyes, checking the clock again to see it's 11:57. "Three more minutes," I whisper. "I'm going to be eighteen in three minutes."

Harry laughs at my realization. "You've been saying that for the past twenty minutes, Sunny," He tells me, the now quite common nickname slipping from his lips. Since last week he's been randomly calling me Sunny. I have no clue where the sudden name came from but I've come to grow quite fond of it.

I watch the clock tick as the time changes from 11:58 to 11:59, nervous butterflies quickly swarming my stomach as the clock counts down. "One minute." I whisper, mostly to myself.

The dots on the clock continue to blink as they count down the seconds, it reaches the five second mark and Harry begins counting down.

5

4

3

2

1

"Happy birthday Baby," His soft voice travels through the phone.

"Thanks pretty boy." I whisper back.

Harry and I spent the first few hours of my birthday talking. Mostly Harry asking me questions like what my plans are for this year of my life and whatnot. I told him that I really want to hear back from the colleges I applied to and then Harry spoke to me about a call he got from a producer this past week. Our rambling lasted till 1am before we went to bed

"Okay, okay, goodnight," He laughs into the phone, "and happy birthday" He rushes in.

***

I wake up to the sound of my ringer going off over and over again. Sleepily I grab my phone to see that Drew and Zayn have both sent me texts.

Drew:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEVI!

Zayn:
happy birthday kid!

Drew:
what cake do you want? nvm i'm getting chocolate.

I also see a text from Harry.

Harry <3:
happy birthday sunny
i know i've said it multiple times already today but i wanted to say it again
so...happy birthday

My heart swoons at the text and I respond to all three of them.

To Drew:
thank you!!!
and yes chocolate is a great choice

To Zayn:
thanks  zayn:)))

To Harry:
thanks pretty boy<3
you can say happy birthday as many times as you want as long as it makes you happy

I quickly get up, getting dressed into some light wash boyfriend jeans, a blue tank top and a white cardigan covering my shoulders. I walk down stairs to see my parents sitting around the island sipping on their coffees while waiting for me.