𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧...𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥

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real life, august 2024.


"happy birthday to my best friends ever, and the love my life!" kylie said in the microphone. the crowd loudly roared, "obviously we've been celebrating all day, but what's one more happy birthday. everyone know the words? okay 3, 2 1"

the crowd broke out into happy birthday as chris, matt, and nick watched with the largest smile on their faces. they were now 21 years old, an insane milestone. nick held a white claw to symbolize the occasion. 

"I let Nick pick any song he wanted me to sing today, really risky. that's like total creative privileges and i cant say no. the only rule, it has to be something i have released... so this is mirrorball."


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the group said around the table, unfortunately emma and joey had to return to LA for work.

"i can't believe i only have two weeks left of tour," kylie said sitting in the restaurant, "well plus the 3 weeks i took off but that's in December now..."

chris nodded, "it'll be good to slow down for a little."

"i know, more time together. im just glad you're here for your birthday."

"i wouldn't want to spend it with anyone else," chris kissed her forehead.

"what about your fucking brothers, christopher?" nick said, laughing.

"shush, i spent plenty of them with you both." 

"20 was a good year," matt said, sipping his drink. 

"21 will be even better," chris said looking at kylie.

"Hm?" she questioned, chris shaking his head.

"isn't it crazy? i mean we are 21 living our dream lives, who would have thought." matt said shaking his head. 

"i've always known we would be successful, i mean look at us," nick laughed, "but no, its insane. life is crazy."

the dim restaurant was suddenly illuminated with birthday candles, for the three boys. the entire dining room busted out the words to happy birthday, kylie filming happily. these boys were the best, and deserved everything. 

"i have gifts for you guys," kylie said as the boys ate their cake, "for nick, and matt. chris, your gift isn't here."

"oh...OH?" chris said.

kylie laughed, "shush, not that."

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matt and nick left the two lovebirds alone, allowing them to walk around dc at night. they walked by the river, hands intertwined. the hot august air was blowing with each slow gust of wind. the clear sky was illuminated with dazzling stars.

"happy birthday chris, i love you."

"ky, you're perfect. thank you. thank you for staying up after your show, thank you for dinner. i love you so much."

"i wrote you a song, that's the gift. i mean i've written you many songs, but this one was different. i don't know how to explain it, but it just felt different to write. i got you a bracelet too, the fancy cartier one. but the song, its for you. no one has heard it. i mean, you could think its shit but, i wrote it for you."

"can i hear it?"

"mhm," pulling out her phone, kylie opened voice memos.

We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January
And this is our place, we make the rules
And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear
Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?
Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home
You're my, my, my, my
Lover
We could let our friends crash in the living room
This is our place, we make the call
And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you
I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all
Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)
You're my, my, my, my
Lover
Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?
With every guitar string scar on my hand
I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover
My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue
All's well that ends well to end up with you
Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover
And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me
And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover
Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)
You're my, my, my, my
Oh, you're my, my, my, my
Darling, you're my, my, my, my
Lover

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