Peak (an Ansel Elgort fanfic)

HEY GUYS! SO MY FRIEND HANNAH AND I DECIDED TO MAKE AN ANSEL FANFIC WITH US AS THE MAIN CHARACTERS. I'M WRITING IT (I'M EMMA OR @BRAVESHAILENE ON TWITTER) AND HANNAH (@GRENADEONFIRE ON TWITTER) IS HELPING ME A LOT AND GIVING ME IDEAS! AND I WOULD JUST LIKE TO SAY THANKS TO HANNAH BECAUSE SHE SUGGESTED THAT I WRITE THIS AND INSPIRED ME. SO THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR READING THIS, AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY!! (IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR THE STORY, FEEL FREE TO COMMENT YOUR IDEAS!!)

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CHAPTER 1
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ANSEL POV
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"Happy birthday, Hannah!" I shout as I hold the cookie cake in front of her. I watch her study the blue-and-pink decorated cookie cake with the words, 'Happy 19th birthday!' written across it.

"It looks absolutely delicious." She smiles, leaning over the cake and kissing my cheek.

"It will obviously be delicious. It's cookie cake." I set the cake down on the table and sit next to her.

"Don't you think your opinion is a little biased considering the fact that cookie cake is your favorite thing?" She raises an eyebrow at me.

"Everyone loves cookie cake, not just me!" She laughs at my comment while I cut us pieces. As she starts eating, I pull out a card from my pocket.

"Since it's your birthday..." She smiles and anxiously throws down the fork as I hand her the card. I watch her, smiling ear-to-ear, as she rips the card open with the enthusiasm expected of a child. She reads the front of the card, wearing a small smile. When she opens the card, her face contorts into an over-exaggerated smile and she shrieks.

"Ansel Elgort, please tell me you didn't buy me a luxury cabin retreat for my 19th birthday." I can hear the excitement in her voice.

"No, Hannah Morgan, I didn't buy you a luxury cabin retreat, I bought us a luxury cabin retreat." I can barely finish the sentence before she jumps out of her chair and hugs me.

"Oh Ansel, thank you! You're the best boyfriend ever!"

"I already know..." I pause and kiss her on the cheek. "That I'm the best boyfriend ever." This time I kiss her on the lips, but quickly pull back; making her want more. She makes a face at me, then wraps her arms around my neck and pulls my lips to hers. I hold her waist, and kiss harder. After a few moments of this, she pulls back.

"Okay, that's enough for now." I make a sad face at her comment, and then she adds, "Don't worry, we will have plenty of time for romance this weekend on our vacation."