Money: Luke Hemmings

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21st of February 2016

Eighteen.

Legal, well in most countries.

People throughout the day kept asking Harry and me if we felt different, but to be honest, not much is going to change for both of us, since the only thing that would change for us the things we had been doing, will now be legal for us.

'God I cannot wait for tonight,' Harry said with a grin as we were in Paris, having our annual birthday lunch with our father, this year at Le Cinq.

'The party planner has done an excellent job, the house looks incredible,' our father said with a satisfied smile and I just nodded before taking a mouthful of my lamb and chewing slowly, Harry rambling on about what he was going to wear tonight.

'What are you wearing tonight?' Harry asked me after we finished our lunch, and a bottle of wine between the three of us.

'A white dress,' I said, a smile appearing on my face when I remembered the beautiful dress that I was wearing tonight. I had gone shopping with Eloise, Cara and Violet on our last day in London, finding the perfect dress for tonight. 'I bought it in London last week.'

'Whatever you wear I am sure that you will look beautiful,' my Dad said, squeezing my shoulder gently as we walked the streets of Paris, heading back to our house which is located in the sixteenth arrondissement, only a short walk from where we had lunch.

'Thanks, Dad,' I said with a smile before Harry unlocked the gates and we walked through the front yard, which had been decorated by our party planner, Hannah, who had done an amazing job. The theme for our eighteenth was 'classic gold' meaning that the whole front yard, entranceway and living room had been decorated in gold, silver and white. Even the tables were various shades of the three colours.

'Do you guys like it?' Hannah asked in her thick French accent, a beaming smile on her face, obviously very satisfied with her work.

'Yes!' I exclaimed, pulling her into a tight yet short hug. 'This is amazing, thank you so much, Hannah.'

'Yeah thanks, Hannah, this is awesome,' Harry added with a grin on his face before taking a look around at everything that had been done.

'Come inside, I will write you a check,' my father said before the two walked inside and I had a quick look around, before my hair and makeup artist arrived so they could get a start on my hair and makeup before our friends arrived to have some drinks beforehand.

I ended up going with a golden makeup look to match the theme for the evening, my eyelids a shimmery gold, which complimented my white dress well. My hair was in loose waves, something which I always do with my hair but for someone reason my hairstylist, Camilla, always made it look better than I did.

'Annabelle?' Harry said with a knock on my door. I had just put on my white silk dress, which was more like a ballgown, as our friends were due to arrive any minute now.

'Yeah?' I called out, slipping on my simple gold heels for the evening, knowing they would be off in around an hour.

'Everybody is here now,' he said opening my door, a smile on his face. 'Wow, you actually look alright for once.'

'Shut the fuck up,' I laughed, ruffling his neat hair when I walked out of my bedroom. 'You look alright yourself.'

He was wearing a navy blue suit with a white shirt and a gold tie, brown dress shoes finishing off the outfit.

'You know, I think we may just be the most attractive pair of twins I have ever met.'

'God I think you are right,' I said sarcastically, with an eye roll to match. We walked down the stairs together and into the living room, where Luke, Jake and the rest of the group were waiting for us.