Promises. CTH

"Try living with him,"

Age 4:

"Hi." I hear a small voice.

"Hi." I smiled at the girl.

"What's your name?" She smiles back, sitting next to me.

"Dylan. You?"

"Chelsea." She giggles, eyeing my peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

"Do you want a piece?" I asked.

Chelsea nodded quickly, handing her the other half of the sandwich.

Age 9:

"Can you stop, Calum?!" Chelsea hissed at her twin brother.

"What? Mom said to hang out with you two." He says.

"No!" Chelsea groans, pushing her brother out the door.

"Get out, Calum." I said

Calum rolled his eyes before strolling out of the room.

God, he's annoying.

Age 12:

I roll out of Chelsea's bed. I read the time. 1:30am.

Calum and his friends were still playing video games downstairs. The twins decided to have a sleep over on the same night, and of course Calum couldn't just pick one but instead invited the rest of the boys. 

Ashton, Michael, and Luke. 

I peeked my head out the door, seeing the light of the tv that was coming from the living room. I quickly walked down the stairs, first person I saw was Michael's pink hair that was barely visible. 

He had streaks of pink hair from a chalk for girls.

"Can you guys like turn that off? It's almost 2." I sighed.

"No," Calum chuckles. "We have our own sleepover while you two sleeping beauty's have your own."

"Aw, you called us beauty's! Now go to sleep." I snapped.

"No. You're not my mom." Calum laughs.

"Please?" I pouted at all of them.

"I am a bit tired..." Michael says as he tries to find an excuse for me. The boys always acted different when Chelsea and I are around, except for Calum. 

Ashton slapped Michael's head, motioning to shut up. "We'll turn the volume off. Just go back to sleep." Ashton says.

I smiled widely, going back to the room.

Age 16:

I smiled excitedly as I opened the mail, finally having my own permit in my hand. I took the exam 5 days ago and I was so happy. The twins already has their own car and permit.

Chelsea was the first to past the exam and as for Calum, well he's an idiot. He finally passed it after the fifth time.

"Finally!" I yelled as I walked into the kitchen.

Chelsea continuously ate my cereal, going through her phone. "Did you hear that Andy wants to date you?"

"No way. Not my type." I laughed, shaking my head. So casual of her to worry what others are doing. 

"Then who's your type?" She smirks as she pushes her cereal away from her, crossing her arms across her chest. 

"Hmm that sure is a hard one." I mumbled, tapping the end of my chin. "There's just so many options... I would have to go with your brother." I joked, ending it with a smirk knowiing it will make Chelsea uncomfortable.