It's a Jungle, Baby

Cheers to 21

I roll over and Duff pulls me closer to him.

"You're mine." He mumbles in his half asleep voice.

I snuggle into him and try to fall back asleep. The darkness fills my room. It must be early in the morning still. I start to feel sleep take me when I hear something that I haven't heard in four years. The phone starts to rings ripping me from sleep. Duff groans and rolls over, putting a pillow over his head.

I stand up and walk out to the phone. I look down, I'm wearing Duff's shirt and no plants, good thing it covers everything. Chelsea walks out of her room as well wearing an oversized t-shirt as well.

"It's three in the bloody morning who the hell is it?!?" She questions as I reach the phone.

"I bet it's my brother." I say as I hold my phone to my ear.

"Happy Birthday, TJ!! Twenty one years ago today at 3:14am you were born!!" My brother's voice calls.

"Axl it's early. Can't you just say happy birthday when you see me like a normal person?" I wonder and I can almost see him smirk.

"Nope, sorry sweetie. See you later." He hangs up the phone.

I turn around and face Chelsea, Duff is standing in my doorway smirking wearing nothing but his boxers.

"Was it?" She wonders.

"Yeah." I say.

"Happy birthday, Taylor Jane." She yawns and someone comes out of Chelsea's room wearing boxers. It's Professor Davis. I look at Chelsea and she looks away.

"Happy birthday, Miss Rose." Professor Davis says looking at me.

I suddenly remember what I'm wearing. I pull my (Duff's) shirt down and Duff catches me, he glares at my history professor. I look over to Chelsea and she shrugs. I walk back over to my boyfriend, who is still glaring at Davis. I put my hands on his shoulders, he puts his on my hips without breaking his death glare. I put my hand on his jaw and gently pull his face so he'll look at me. His hazel eyes meet mine and his face softens. Duff kisses my forehead, playing with my hair.

"Happy birthday." He says quietly pulling me back into the room and closes the door behind me. "I don't like how he was looking at you. He's old enough to be your dad."

"I know, babe. He was freaking me out to." I say and he knocks his forehead on mine.

"I could go next door and beat him." Duff starts.

"Duff stop it." I say quietly and he smiles. "We should get some sleep." I say and Duff shakes his head.

"I got a better idea." He says and he pulls my shirt over my head.

Duff runs his hands over my body and kisses me passionately. He sets me on the bed, smiles, and starts to kiss my neck.

"Jesus Christ." Chelsea said later that morning looking at the hickies on my neck.

"That reminds me, you're still banging Professor Davis?" I wonder. "He's old enough to be your dad."

"Yeah I know, I have to break up with him." She admits. "Duff looked about ready to kill him."

"He was." I smile.

"You know we heard you guys." Chelsea tells me and I smile but turn red.

"You know after you stop banging him, your going to fail his class right?" I say and she shrugs.

"Oh well." She says half heartedly. "So what are we doing for your birthday?"

"Well I promised Steven and Duff I'd go drinking with them. I assume the others are coming now and so are you." I say and she nods.