Only Time Will Tell

8 - You, Me, and the Whole City Night

- - - Kennedy's POV - - -

"Okay I can practically hear you smiling through the phone. WHAT AREN'T YOU TELLING ME." I yelled at Beck while pacing back and forth on my balcony. We've been on the phone literally all day and she keeps making suspicious comments and it's bugging me way to much to be healthy. I don't like secrets, even if I'm the best at keeping one.

"OKAY I'M SMILING BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M NOT TELLING YOU SOMETHING EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT."

"Tell.me."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll hack your twitter and block Justin Timberlake so it's like he never followed you." I threatened. I've never had a twitter before in my life but I know Beck couldn't stop screaming and crying when Justin Timberlake followed her. It was 'the best day of her life', which I don't think I'll ever quite understand why.

"You wouldn't." She gasped.

"Oh, I would."

"UGH FINE. BUT DON'T TELL YOUR DAD I TOLD YOU."

"Okay.."

"He's flying me out to London for a full month for your birthday! You'll be seeing my purdy face in 3 weeks gurrll!" she chirped.

The biggest smile stretched across my face, "AHHH! This is the best surprise ever, I can't wait to see you!" 

"Me either, we're gonna party like its 1997." Beck shouted.

"Uhm..it's party like it's 1999.." 

"Oh, well you know what I mean. Shutup."

I started laughing at how ridiculous she was until I heard a beep coming from my phone, signaling someone else was calling. Weird. "Uhm..hold on Beck, someone is calling."

I clicked accept without reading the name that it said. "Hello?"

"Hey K! It's Harry." his voice echoed and I caught myself smiling when I heard him. Okay, even weirder. Usually I wouldn't be very thrilled but right now, I'm in a good mood. It feels great to able to look forward to something.

"Oh! Hey Harry."

I guess he could tell that I was in a good mood because he said, "You sound happy. What happened?" I got to admit, it's a little odd how well he can understand my tone so well already.

"Well my birthday is coming up and my dad is flying my best friend out for a month!" Okay, maybe it wasn't hard to understand my tone, it was a drastic change from last couple of days. 

"Your birthday's coming up?" he asked.

"Yeah, December 21st."

"LOOKS LIKE WE'RE GONNA HAVE A PARTY ON OUR HANDS. CALL THE COPS." Harry yelled.

I started laughing, "No no no. No party." I hate parties and I most definitely didn't want one on my birthday. I've always been like that though, I never liked doing something for my birthday. I don't see the big deal about it, and why is everyone buying me presents when my mom is the one who did all the work? Another thing to add on my list of 'Things I'll Never Understand.'

"We'll see about that one. But anywayyy, your best friend is coming. Do we get to meet her?" 

We? I guess we all are friends now..how did this ever happen? And why do I feel good about that, like it's all okay? I wanted to ask him if we all are friends and if he would ever leave me because I don't want to get in too deep but all I ended up saying was, "Yeah. You guys can."