Eve's POV:
I still can't believe he didn't tell me it was his birthday. Since I'm still technically "grounded." I couldn't stay the night with Ash, I was home by like 9 and I pouted in my room the whole time. I remember my dad walking in saying "Oh shush, you can spend the night with Grace any other time."
But he did allow me to go out first thing in the morning, which is good, because I have to run out and get a cupcake for Ashton. I already picked out a present for him, it's kind of cheesy but… I collected a few pictures of me when I was little, shit I never really liked, and threw them in a shoe box and wrapped it up.
I think he'll like it.
Probably not.
He's turning 20 and I'm getting him basically nothing. Well, I guess it is his fault for not telling me soon enough.
"I'll be back later, dad." I kiss his cheek.
"How much later?"
"Um… Well Grace and I are going to a party."
"You? A party? I thought you hated parties…"
I do, but not if it's my boyfriend's 20th birthday…
"Um… Yea, I know, but Grace really wanted me to go so…"
"Well alright, then have fun."
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*Knock knock*
It's 10:00am and I know he's up, he texted me earlier today saying I could come over.
I don't know I'm just really excited.
A whole day with Ashton and about Ashton.
A celebration of Ashton's existence.
I don't know…
Ash opens the door wearing nothing but a pair of snug, black jeans. My lips part but I try and keep my cool.
If I'm gonna be with Ash, I'm gonna have to learn to tame myself.
"Hi." He smiles at me, making his abs, muscles and toned chest seem to fade. He now looks like a 5 year old boy.
"Hi." I say cooly. Thank god. I swear every time I talk to him my voice either squeaks, stutters, or just fails completely.
"C'min." He opens the door for me, I walk in and look around the place, just a habit of mine. It smells the same, Ashton smells like body wash and shampoo, he must've just gotten out of the shower.
"Where are your decorations?" I ask jokingly.
He looks around.
"C'mon, every birthday boy needs decorations." I walk up to him, looking up at him, waiting to be kissed.
He kisses me.
"I don't want decorations." He says against my lips. I sigh dramatically.
"Well I guess that's fine…" I say sarcastically, he laughs.
"I got you a present…"
"Did you?"
"Yes." I smile as he still holds me in his arms, I release myself from him and goto the couch where I left my stuff. I pick up the wrapped shoe box and tell Ashton to sit down.
Ashton looks at me and shakes it, left, right, up, down, diagonally…
"Oh, just open it…" I say, he laughs and tears one side open. It's funny, even though he doesn't seem to be so into birthdays, he's really excited about the present.
"Okay well I know it's a shoes box…" He says.
I hold my breath when he lifts the top.
Ashton's eyes glow and he picks the first picture up. He smiles. He looks back into the box and notices 6 other pictures, 7 in all. He scans through every one and then looks at me.
"I know it's lame, and like cheesy… But I wanted to add to your collection and-" He cuts me off with his lips. Crashing into me with his hand on my neck and the other holding the pictures.
"I. Love. Them." He whispers against my lips, I just giggle.
"You do?"
"Yes." He says, sitting back into his seat and looking at all of them again.
"Sorry I didn't get you a real present, I just didn't have the money."
"Eve, no money in the world could get a gift as perfect as this one." I flush and stare at my hands.
"How old are you here?" He asks laughing, I look at the picture in his hand. It's a picture of me and Michelle, she's about 3 and I'm like 6. I dressed her up as a princess and I was a biker guy. My dad said I was a weird kid, I guess so. I just never got the whole 'prince marries princess' thing. I liked it when the princess went a little wild.
"I'm like six. I made Michelle dress up as some kind of princess so I could be the biker. We had a whole wedding ceremony and everything." I half laugh.
"Really?" He asks, I nod. "Yea…" He smiles.
After a second, he puts all of the pictures in the box, walking into his bedroom and setting them there. He walks back out with a shirt on. Dammit.
"So what do you wanna do for the rest of the day? I got my work covered…"
"I don't know. I did get you a cupcake though."
"Evelyn if you get me one more thing I swear to god."
"No! I wanted to, it's fine." I smile.
"Fine." He huffs, I pick up the cupcake and go into the kitchen, grabbing a plate, a lighter, and placing the one candle I got in the middle of the cupcake. Ashton sits at the table waiting for me. I start to sing as I walk the cupcake to him, with my hand over the flame, making sure it doesn't blow out.
"Happy birthday day to you, happy birthday to you-"
"Do we really have to sing?"
"Yes. Now shut up." I command, he laughs.
"Happy birthday dear Ashton, happy birthday to you." I place the cake in front of him and walk around him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as I kiss his cheek.
"Make a wish." I whisper.
Ashton closes his eyes and blows.
"What'd you wish for?"
"I can't tell…" He places his finger on his lips. "It's a secret."
I smile and kiss his lips, he turns himself to get a better angle.
"Happy birthday, babe." I whisper, taking a risk by calling him 'babe.' but he doesn't seem to mind.
"Thank you, love."
"Alright." I stand up. "Dig in," I say, he gets up and walks to the kitchen.
"What're yo-" He holds up a knife and cuts the cupcake in half, placing one half on another plate and hands it to me.
"Dig in." He smiles, I wipe my finger across the chocolate icing and place it in my mouth. Ashton eyes my mouth and I frown at him.
"What?"
"Nothing." He shakes his head and looks down.
"Let's watch a movie." He suggests smiling.
