Forever?

Chapter 1: 4th of July

Bryanna's POV

*Next year, July 4th*

Kian stood over the grill cooking hot dogs and hamburgers. Connor was sitting at the island in the kitchen on his laptop visting us. Sam and Trevor were in the pool messing around. Ricky was filming a video with Jc.

Now me. I was in the kitchen cutting up fruits and vegetables, making potato salad, and putting chips, and whatever else in bowls and whatever else had to be done.

"Hey Connor, will you help me? There's just so much to do for one person." I ask Connor.

"Of course! I love helping, helping, helping." He smiled and stood next to me. I gave him a 'what the fuck' look. He laughed and shook his head.

"Never mind. What do you need help with?"

"Put the chips and candy into bowls. Then place them on the table outside."

"Ok dokay." I looked at him and shook my head slightly, I will never understand this boy. I continued to cut up the apples.

"God Dammit!" I yelled and screamed. I started to jump up and down, holding my finger.

"Oh My God! What?!" Connor screamed back.

"I cut my pinky." I cried. He took my finger and looked at it.

"Ohh, that's nasty. You should do something about that." I looked at him with a 'No Duh' look. Obviously Connor is helping in no way at all, so I run out to Kian.

"Kian I cut my pinky!" I whined, tears slipping down my face. He looked at it and nodded.

"Babe that needs stitches." He wiped the tears off my face. "Sam finish grilling, Conner do whatever needs to be done in here." He grabbed a clean dish towel and wrapped my pinky, that oozed out blood.

*

"Are you ready?" The doctor ask. I shake my head.

"Yes, we have to get back home." Kian says.

"Kian your holding my hand through this." He grabs my hand. The doctor took the needle and string. Whatever they call the silky string. Thank god they gave me medicine for this or I'd be crying. Sometimes the needle felt like a pinch, but then it would feel like the doctor had stabbed the shit out of me.

"Alright come back In a couple weeks and I'll check the stitchs. Mean while I want you to wear this finger brace, since you cut the part where you bend your finger. When you take a shower, find something that will cover it. You are free to go, I'll see you in a couple weeks." he smiled and walked out. I huffed and got off the hospital bed.

*

Jc and Kian refused to let me cut the food. So Connor and I switched jobs. I watched Connor cut perfect slices of fruit and vegetables. I filled the bowls with BBQ chips, sour cream and onion, cheetos, ect.

Then other bowls with candy. Skittles, M&Ms, starburst, lifesavers, and more.

The reason for all this food. Well it's the 4th of July and we're having a party. The thing I absolutely hate about America. I can't drink legally! That makes me really angry. I lived in London and for about 2 years I could drink. Thank god, the boys will let me drink. By Boys I mean three guys Ricky, Kian, and Jc. Ricky is the one I had to convince more, Jc and Kian didn't care a whole lot, it's just if the cops came, then they would get caught giving alcohol to me underage.

We finally finished with all the food and Jc and Ricky decorated. I grabbed a Corona and sat by the pool in my bathing suit. I closed my eyes and decided to tan. Someone pressed their lips to mine. Obviously it was Jc and I kissed back.