'You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You got that long hair, slicked bac...
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The drive was peaceful, the soft voice of lana del rey coming from Damon's speakers in his car. The siblings enjoyed their quiet time together more than they would admit. They always found it highly comforting when none of them needed to speak for the others to tell what they were thinking.
Damon hummed along to the song as he pulled into the driveway and parked right in front of the stairs leading up to the door. He turned off the car, getting out to open the doors for Bella and Hardin.
"Ready?" He questioned Bella as he grabbed his brothers hand and held it in his own.
Damon had always loved to hold his brothers hand. The softness and feeling of safety within those five fingers.
"Yeah." Bella smiled up at him. "Come on, I want to see the cake." She grabbed both her brothers' free hand and led them up the staircase where Esme met them at the door.
"Bella, boys." She greeted them with a warm smile that made all three of them smile back, their childlike nature coming out whenever they were in the woman's pressence. "Hapky birthday, darling." She cupped Bella's face gently and placed a kiss on her cheek, making the younger blush a deep red.
"Thank you."
Esme stepped back, opening the door wider. "Come in. The others are already downstairs." As soon as she said that, a gust of wind blew past them, and Damon felt a hand on his shoudler.
Edward, he knew the man's cold hands and his scent. He glanced behind him and smiled slightly when he saw him. "Eddie." Damon greeted.
"Damon." Edward smiled at him. "Hardin." He tapped the boys shoudler in quick greeting.
"Edward." Hardin greeted as he tried not to laugh when he saw Damon's face change into a glare when Edward and Bella kissed lightly.
"I think I just threw up in my mouth." Damon held his stomach as he turned to Hardin with puffed out cheeks.
Hardin hummed. "I know, me too. It's not a pretty sight to see." He spoke up, referring to his sister kissing her boyfriend.
"Oh, shut up."
Esme placed a hand on each of the boys' shoudlers. "How about we head down and leave the couple for a moment?"
"I'd rather not." Damon's comment was ignored as he was steered further into the house and towards the staris that led down into the room him and Rosalie were decorating earlier. "Right, i'll just shut up now, shall I. Although I think someone should supervise them." Damon turned back to look at Esme as she led the brothers down the stairs.
Hardin laughed at his brothers ranting. "Damon, if Edward did try anything, I think your girlfriend would be the first up there taking his head." Hardin walked over to Rosalie, placing a kiss on her cheek in greeting. "Hello, beautiful."
