Running Bases With You

Chapter 19 (READ THE NOTE PLEASE)

Okay, so if you could read the authors note at the end, I would very much appreciate it because it's VERY important. Please, please do read it...

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*Louis' POV*

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOUIS!"

I grin as my sisters, my mum, and my stepdad bring out a huge chocolate cake decorated in all of my favorite things. It has small figures of me and the boys, music notes, a Doncaster Rovers jersey, the One Direction logo, and footballs all over it. It looks fantastic!

"Thank you so much, I-I'm honestly speechless. I dunno what to say." I shake my head in awe while they beam happily at me.

"How does it feel being twenty-two, Lou? Feeling old yet?" Lottie asks with a smirk.

I stick my tongue out at her while mum smacks her playfully on the arm.

"I'm only as old as I feel, and I still feel quite young thank you very much, Lott!"

She rolls her eyes, but her silly smile still remains.

"Well, make a wish!" The twins scream at me in anticipation.

"Alright, alright!" I shake my head with a goofy grin causing the girls to giggle.

"One..."

"Two..."

"THREE!"

I take a deep breath and blow out the twenty-two candles placed all around my cake. After a few seconds, all of them are blown out and my sisters start singing obnoxiously loud.

"I DUNNO ABOUT YOU, BUT IM FEELING TWENTY TWOOOO!"

I cover my ears and start making random noises to block out the awful sound of Taylor Swift. (A.N.- No offense to anyone who likes her, I'm not a fan. Okay, continue.)

"So what did you wish for, Louis? Tell us, tell us, tell us!"

They nag me and nag me while I only shake my head. "If I tell you, it won't come true! Now, that wouldn't be any good, would it?"

The twins pout, poking their lower lips out and batting their eyelashes. "Please Louis! Please, please, please, ple-"

"No! No, no, no, no, NO! Absolutely not." I smile and poke each of their noses with my finger.

They only pout more and stomp off to their bedroom upstairs dramatically. I roll my eyes and laugh at their behavior. Still love to act out like me when I was their age. Gotta love it, right?

"Louis!" I hear Fizzie calling from the living room.

"What?!"

"Your phone is going absolutely mad right now! Some girl is calling you named, Annabe-"

"Give me that phone!"

I bolt out of my chair and into the living room at almost record speed. I snatch my phone out of Fizzie's hand, catching her off guard and causing her to squeal in shock.

"LOUIS!"

I ignore her and answer the call.

"Hello?"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOUIS!"

I pull the phone away for a second to process the screaming and the sound of birthday blowers and party poppers. I laugh from all the joy I feel coursing through my veins. I feel so excited I could burst!