(6) Happy birthday - EDITING

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Hollands POV - Happy birthday.

I wake up to instantly notice my arms are draped over Dylan's waist while my head lays on his soft chest, and our legs completely tangled together.

"Good morning." Dylan whispers with a husky voice. "Hey." I blush and begin to pull away.

"No no." He pulls me back down and I laugh in defeat, resting against his warm body once again.

"Happy birthday!" I hear a familiar voice shout coming from the front door. I shoot up from my position in adrenaline.

"Shit." Dylan's eyes widen as footsteps are to be heard through the apartment. "Oh my god it's Crystal! I completely forgot about her." I jump up from Dylan and throw his jeans towards him.

"Hey Holland - oh my god what happened in here?!" She smirks and I push her out of my room in embarrassment.

"Nothing we just - ugh I'll tell you later." I quickly put on a blue t-shirt and leggings and left the room for Dylan to put his jeans back on.

"Would you like to tell me what's going on? We haven't talked in like a week!" She hugs me, I hug back and squeeze tightly.

"Okay so." Then I tell her everything about the email (which she knew about anyway), the job where I have to pretend I'm Dylan's girlfriend and even my slight feelings towards him.

"That didn't look like acting to me." Crystal's eyebrows scrunch as her plump lips curve into a smirk.

"Oh my god, shut up!" I yell, grabbing the pillow besides me laying on the couch and throwing it at her head.

"Everything okay out here?" Dylan asks while poking his head through the door and laughing at out childish behaviour.

"Yes, everything's fine." I smile at him as he nods with satisfaction and slowly makes his way back into the bedroom.

"Well happy birthday Holland." Crystal hugs me again, the rest of Dylan's body shoots through the hallway as he hears the news.

"It's your birthday?" Dylan questions with wide eyes. I nod and he gives me a kiss on the cheek and runs out the front door yelling his goodbyes.

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"So when are the people coming over?" Crystal asks me while checking the time on her phone with a confused look.

"8:00pm; I know it's a little early to have a party but I don't want to spend my night drinking too much an-" "Thats an hour from now, we have to get you ready!" She cuts me off.

So now I am being dragged into my room and forced to try on ridiculous amounts of outfits that she had brought for me from her closet.

"I like this one." I smile down at the beautiful black, grey and white striped dress laying on my bed, just waiting to be worn.

"Okay yeah that's a good one." Crystal grabs it off the bed and literally throws it at me while also pushing me into my small bathroom.

When I finish changing I put on some makeup and straighten my strawberry blonde hair, then  decide on doing something different and curl the bottom strands of my hair.

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