Gold Curse

Chapter7

Elizabeth

Finally, my birthday has come. My tradition of still going to Harrys concerts still alive. I got out from bed and got in the shower. It was time for my everything type of shower.

Exfoliate, shave, moisturize, etc.

I was so excited. Every year his shows are the same energy but somehow the love he gives during performances grows bigger and bigger.

I loved watching him perform. He was born for this, no one can do it with as much love as he does. Literally why it's called Love On Tour.

I didn't know what to wear. Every year, I try my best to top the outfit prior. I love everyone's outfits, there's always a piece of him in what they wear. I personally love it.

I got out of the shower, did my skincare, light makeup, and started to pick out my outfit before my sister and I left for dinner with my father.

I ended up wearing black sheer tights with a black mini dress, black steve madden platform boots and a red leather coat. I paired it with a gold necklace that said my name in cursive hanging lightly above my chest. Gold rings on my ring finger, left hand pinky, and right hand index. They all had a special meaning behind them.

My ring finger ring was gifted to me by my grandfather before passing away. It had a garnet gem with a gold band that he gave me for my birthday. My pinky ring was given to me by my favorite cousin, Miranda, we both have the same matching ring and never take it off. My ring is the crescent of the moon and hers is a sun that fits perfectly in the middle of my ring.

My index finger ring was a gold crown with many small diamonds gifted to me by my father on my 17th birthday. Every year, on my birthday, he gifts me a new crown with the age I am turning and makes me the same promise, "I will always be your daddy, and you will always me by princess."

I looked at myself in the mirror and felt like the night was going to go by fast. I turned off my candles, grabbed my purse, and headed downstairs.

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"Hurry get in the car!" my sister yelled rolling down her window.

"I'm coming!" I responded giving her the same attitude she was gave me. I got into the passengers seat and my sister got out the drive way.

The ride to the restaurant was comfortable. We listened to HS1 and sang along quietly to our selves. I just kept thinking about how the night was going to end.

We usually go to dinner after, not before a show so I don't know what we would do after.

***

We enter the restaurant and we start to look for my father. We see him stand up and wave at us.

"You guys look lovely," my father says smiling at us.

We thanked him and took our seat.

"Are you girls excited for todays concert," he starts and doesn't let us answer. "Personally I feel like this concert is going to be different to what we usually see."

We nod and our server brought us water.

"Are you guys ready to order?" he asked patiently.