The Opening Act (H.S) {Completed - Editing}

Gift Giving & Birthday Nights

MissAvaMae: sharing your birthday with your best friend is kinda cool. thank you for this weekend, H💓

"AVA!"

I shot up in bed and looked frantically around me. What confused me was that Harry was still next to me, soft snores coming out of his mouth. It was eight in the morning.

Before I could even let it sink in that somebody else was here, Lacey was jumping on me. She wrapped her arms around me and squealed.

"YOU'RE A LEGAL ADULT, BITCH!"

Harry sat up in a panic, his eyes immediately turning to me. Once he saw it was Lacey he laid back down and covered his face with his hands, a small groan falling from his mouth.

"What are you doing here?!" I hug Lacey after she stops glancing at Harry. I can tell she's silently thinking about the fact that he's shirtless, but she doesn't say anything.

"It's your birthday! Why wouldn't I be here?"

"Uh, how did you get in the house though?"

As if on cue, Niall, Zayn, Louis, and Liam came in and started throwing streamers everywhere. They start shout-singing happy birthday and Harry groans again, turning and hiding his face in his pillow. Lacey crawls off of me and joins in with the boys. Harry finally sits up and I smile at him. I know this was his plan all along and I want to tackle him in a hug, but I refrain from doing so.

I give all of them hugs and Harry waves at them before they all shuffle out. When the door closes behind them, I jump back on the bed and I tackle Harry. "You brought them all here, didn't you?"

He pulls me so I'm laying on top of him and he smiles cheekily. "Maybe. I also possibly have a party planned tonight. We can finish up Disney either today or tomorrow, it's completely up to you. Your mum just requires that I have you back in Frisco by seven pm tomorrow."

"I say we do it tomorrow and hang out with everybody today."

He nods and squeezes my sides in attempt to tickle me. He's been trying so hard to tickle me recently and it has yet to work. I stand up to get his gift from the closet and his eyebrows rise up in confusion.

"So I may have gotten you a gift..."

He groans. "Ave, I told you not to get me anything."

"You got so much for me though, it's the least I could do. Now open it."

It was fairly obvious what it was if you looked at the shape of the box, but he still looked at it skeptically. It was literally just a plain cardboard box, I hadn't wrapped it or anything. He lifts the lid carefully, his eyes widening. He picks up the sleek black guitar gently and a huge smile comes over his face. I'd drawn on it and written some quotes on it with gold marker to make it more personal.

"Ava, this must have been hundreds of dollars... I told you I didn't need anything."

"I know," I bite my lip and fumble with my fingers. "But I saw it and I couldn't resist. Do you like it?"

"Like it? This is incredible, I love it. Thank you so much. I also love that you made it more personal. Thank you."

"There's one more thing," I smile. "But don't freak out because I didn't spend that much on it."

He looks at the very bottom of the box and pulls out the small box that's in there. He opens it slow like the other box, but smiles when he sees what it is. I got us matching bracelets, because yes, I am that cheesy and cliche. I got his in black and mine in red, and his has an A while mine has an H on the charm. I found them on Etsy. They're cotton braided bracelets and they each have a little anchor charm next to the initial charm.