Abducted By Styles [IN RE-EDITING]

• T H I R T Y - O N E • (Pt.1)

A/N: YEAH WOOHOO PASSENGERS OF AIR ABS WE HAVE REACHED THE BIRTHDAY DATE CHAPTER! SOME OF YOU MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW THAT MY BIRTHDAY IS ON JANUARY 31 AND THIS IS CHAPTER 31 SO. Okay these caps are pissing me off...Happy Reading!

SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER- SOMETHING GREAT by ONE DIRECTION (*sniffles and wipes away fake tears of happiness* Aw so proud of my boys)

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THE NEXT DAY...

C A R O L I N E

My legs are sore from yesterday's multiple games of tag and hide and seek with the kids, I can hardly get out of bed. My lips are parted and light snores escape from it. From a distance, I can hear soft singing.

"Happy Birthday to you..." It's Zayn's voice.

"You live in a zoo..." Oh, it's Louis' voice.

"You smell like a monkey.." Now it's Laura's voice. What the heck?

"And you look like one too!" Niall ends off. I totally forgot; today's my birthday. Seconds later, I can hear an eruption of laughter. Scrunching my face in displeasure, I bury my face in my pillow. I can hear footsteps growing louder and louder until I can feel the radiating presence above me.

Suddenly, the comforters are yanked away from my body and I'm met with the cool air from the room. I'm left curling up in the bed, shuddering and groaning. Yet, I still don't open my eyes.

"Wakey wakey birthday princess." Zayn's voice coos as his presence is felt, standing beside my bed. I try to pull the sheets back up but they're too far down to reach again.

"Oh shut it Zayn, let the forty year old cougar get some beauty sleep." Laura teases and there is a unison of laughter. Immediately my eyes snap open. I lift my head from the pillow to narrow my eyes at Laura.

"Hey! I'm not a cougar." I whine, but then my eyes look down at the chocolate fudge cake in Niall's hands. It looks delicious. There are twenty blue candles lit, the flares illuminating in my eyes.

"Aww thank you! You guys are the bestest friends ever!" I say, overwhelmed with happiness. They all start laughing again, and that's when I realize bestest isn't a word.

"What are you waiting for? Blow out the candles." Louis urges bringing the cake towards me.

"Yeah! I don't want wax in my slice!" Niall says and Laura nods in agreement. Zayn chuckles softly.

I scrunch my nose. "But I've got morning breath."

"Fine! Just wash up fast before the candles melt." Zayn says, pushing me into the bathroom and locking the door. Quickly-and for the satisfaction of my friends- I wash my face, brush my teeth and take a quick shower.

"We're waiting, slowpoke!" Louis knocks on the bathroom door, and I rush even faster.

"Fine, fine!" I yell back and unlock the bathroom door, scurrying out. I find Laura, Niall, Zayn, and Louis all impatient and staring at the wax running down the half-melted candles. Oops...

"Sorry." I peek out, apologizing. Zayn smiles a bit, snapping a picture of the melted candles on the cake.

"Blow the candles, I'm starving." Niall whines.

"Make a wish, Baby Cakes." Laura puts her hand on my shoulder and I nod. For a split second, I think of what to wish for, but then I realize I know exactly what I want.

I wish Harry and I could go to a place where no one can separate us.

I suck in a deep breath before blowing all the candles out in a single breath. I hope I made the right wish...