One Styles

The Boys' Birthday

*Vanessa's Pov*
I enter the Styles House with the key that Anne had given me a long time ago.

I tip toe upstairs and make it all the way in to Marcel's room. I open the door and to my surprise he's asleep.

"What the hell? It's 7 in the morning, he should be up." I say confused as to why this Early bird isn't awake.

I jump into bed next to him and yell, "Happy Birthday."

He opens his eyes with a smile. "Hey Vanessa." He says with a yawn. "Hey 19 year old." I smile and he chuckles.

He gets up and out of bed, and looks at himself in the mirror. "I feel like a new man." He laughs which makes me laugh. "I bet you do." I say wrapping my arms around his waist.

"What are you going to do for today?" I ask and he shrugs, "Lucy is taking me out to dinner, in a bit. We can hang out after."

"Aw I wanted to spend the whole day with you." I cry and he smiles. "You know it's also Edward's birthday." I roll my eyes and scoff.

"We're done." I say and sit on his bed. He looks at me and rolls his eyes, "You say that but it's not true." He says getting a button up shirt from his closet.

"Shut the hell up." I say and sigh. "Um you can't talk to me like that. It's my birthday." He says sarcastically with a smile.

"Sorry, but yeah I'm positive that we're done." I say but someone butts in.

"Is that right?" He asks leaning against Marcel's door. "Yes it is, Edward." I say

. "I don't know if you remember but I live with you. You're stuck with me." I roll my eyes and walk out of the room.

I take a deep breath then enter Harry's room. "Happy Birthday, Harry." I smile at him as he sits up in bed.

"Oh, Thanks Vanessa." "What are you doing on this Special Day." I ask and he shrugs. "Nothing, So far."

He frowns and I take my opportunity, "Let's do something today." I offer and he smiles.

"Sure anything." He says getting out of bed. He takes his shirt and shorts off, while looking for something to wear.

I turn my head and bite my lip. Fuck I forgot how hot he is. I think in my head. "You can look, don't be shy." He laughs and puts on some black skinny jeans, the usual.

He grabs a button up shirt and leaves about three of the top buttons undone. He grabs a fedora and some Shades and puts them on.

He grabs the pair of boots I got him for Christmas and puts them on. "You really like those?" I ask and he nods.

"They're my favorite pair." He smiles. He puts on a fucking amazing smelling cologne on and grabs his phone.

"I'm ready." He smiles "You look good." I compliment and he kisses my temple. "Let's go." I smile and walk out of Harry's room with his hand grabbing my waist tightly.

As we open the door I see Edward still leaning against the door of Marcel's room.

They were talking this whole time and I have a feeling it was about me. He looks at me with his scary eyes and scoffs.