Lost and Found ❁ Malia Tate [2]

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Birthday PT. I

Carter let out a long groan when Malia pulled the blankets off of her, burying her face in her pillow.

"There's a surprise for you downstairs." Malia whispered, squeezing her arm. "A birthday surprise."

"Who's birthday is it?" She mumbled, rolling over. She sat up quickly, eyes wide. "Holy shit it's my birthday."

"Happy birthday Carter." Malia grinned, leaning over to kiss her. Before it could go any further she pulled away with a grin. "Downstairs. Birthday surprise."

"I really don't like surprises." She muttered, rolling out of bed and walking towards her door.

Malia couldn't help but chuckle at Carter's wrinkled shirt and messy hair, the girl making her way slowly down the stairs.

"I really, really hate sur- oh my god!" Carter let out a squeal and ran forward, jumping on her surprise.

"Hey, bitch." Cooper laughed, supporting the girl hooked onto him. "Long time no see."

"Wait a minute." She dropped down, curling her hand into a fist and punching him hard in the chest. "There's this thing called texting?"

"God, chill out Satan." He jumped away from her, saving himself from her abuse.

Carter was about to reply when her grandparents came through the door, followed by a grinning Aria and a forlorn Scott.

"Carter bear, we're keeping Aria." Deborah declared, hugging the short girl tightly.

"I feel so loved and accepted." Aria mumbled, Scott and Carter sharing a look.

"Yeah, well I'm gonna take a shower." Carter said slowly, backing up the stairs. "Hopefully when I come out Aria won't be surgically attached to my grandma."

"Don't count on it." Aria replied, pulling out her phone and opening up the camera. "Debs, we need a selfie to commemorate this moment."

"Lord help us."

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Short af but more to come

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