Make A Wish

Harry crawled sleepily out of bed after hitting the snooze on his clock about five times. If he didn't get up now he would surely be late for school.
Not that he minded.
But, Zayn was on his ass today.
Harry's phone began buzzing wildly and he answered it without even looking at the caller ID. He already knew it would be Zayn.

"Hello?" Harry grumbled as he stared at himself in his full length mirror.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY FUCKER!"
Zayn screamed so loudly into his ear that Harry nearly dropped his phone.

"Now I'm awake. Thanks asshole." Harry chuckled as he prodded at his stomach.

"Do you feel any different? It's your sixteenth birthday, dude. Do you think you will get a car, or a credit card or..." Zayn rambled on and Harry barely listened.

"Z, I'm going to be late if you don't shut up. I'm surprised my mum hasn't came upstairs yet. She's probably got an entire breakfast planned." Harry interrupted.

"Yeah yeah..hurry up bro. Get your ass to school." Zayn said and hung up the phone.

Harry ran a hand through his tousled curls and went to take a quick shower.
After he finished and returned to his room to dress, he noticed how quiet the house was.
Strange.
He shrugged it off as he pulled on his favorite pair of black skinny jeans and plaid shirt.

Harry stood to look at himself once more in the mirror and figured that this would do, besides he was never one for drawing attention to himself and he really hoped Zayn would keep his birthday on the down low.

His best friend really had a big mouth.

Harry grabbed his bag and hurried down the stairs just as his mom yelled from the kitchen.

"Harry Styles! You're going to be late!"

"Sorry mum."
Harry came to a stop in the doorway of the kitchen, frowning a bit as he say his mum scrambling around to fix a bagel for his sister Gemma.

"Quit frowning honey, you don't want your face to stick that way." Anne said. "You're going to need to buy your lunch today. I'm sorry love, I didn't have time. I've got to clean up this house. The Payne's are coming over for dinner tonight."

Harry nodded and grumbled to his mom.

Liam Payne was Gemma's fiancé.
He couldn't help but be angry.
The attention always fell upon his sister, and she decided to get married the same week as his birthday.
She probably did this shit on purpose.

Harry walked out the door, trying his best not to slam it, cursing under his breath.

"They fucking forgot my birthday."

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"Maybe they are planning a big surprise party." Zayn said as Harry slammed his locker shut.

Harry managed to roll his eyes as he crossed his arms over his books and leaned back against his locker with a thud.

"This is the worst Zayn. They always at least tell me happy birthday. This is supposed to be the best ya know...I'm practically an adult now. But no...all of everyone's focus is on Gemma. Blah blah blah." Harry whined in a mocking tone.

As Harry was making faces Zayn nudged him in the ribs, he grimaced and went to punch Zayn's arm when he caught a glance of him.

Louis Tomlinson.

He missed Zayn and his fist collided with nothing but air, startling Harry and causing him to drop all of his books.

Harry was mortified.