Fireworks

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GxB

I open my eyes and roll over in my bed to look at my bedside table. I yawn still a little tired. I grab my phone and open TikTok. I scroll for a while before I realize what day it is. I pull down my notification bar and see it is Valentine's Day. It's already past 1 o'clock. I get up and look at myself in the mirror. My long brown hair was thrown up into a messy bun. I groan seeing how much of a mess I was. I need to take a shower.

I go into my bathroom and I connected my phone to my speaker and shuffled my music. I get in the shower turning on the water. I turned the nob to the red side. I put my head under the shower head letting my hair get wet. I was my hair and my body before getting out. I wrap the towel around my body and go to the bathroom mirror. I get out my toothbrush and toothpaste. I put the minty paste on my brush then start scrubbing. When I finish brushing my teeth I brush my hair. I leave my hair down and walk into my room.

I throw the towel on the ground and go over to my dresser. I put on one of my boyfriend's sweatshirts and grab my black ripped skinny jeans. I put my feet in without any problems. Then I start pulling them up hoping around struggling to get them over my butt. Once I finally get them completely on I let out a sigh. I button them and zip them up. I look at myself in the mirror and decide I should probably put on some makeup. I think I should do my makeup more natural. I put on a little bit to much blush going across my cheeks and on the tip of my nose. I take out my favorite highlighter. Then add a pinkish red eyeshadow.  I add some pretty lashes and I was done. I need to snapchat this. I pull my phone out of my back pocket and open up the app. I put on a filter and take the photo. I add text saying "Happy Valentine's Day!!!" I save it to my memories and post it to my story.

I lay down on my bed and open messages. I text my boyfriend, "Happy Valentine's Day Handsome!!" It doesn't take long and I get a reply, "You too gorgeous! Wanna meet up today?" I haven't seen him in a couple of months. He lives at least 3 hours away from me and my mom doesn't like letting me see him. She's always scared I'm going to be the next pregnant teenager. The only thing she doesn't get is I'm not sexual. I'm still a virgin and that stuff scares me. I text him back, "Where??" I stand up and go into the living room where my mom spent most of her time.

"Hey mom since its Valentine's Day can I meet up with Tate?" I say sounding obviously nervous. She signs and rolls her eyes.

"I guess but only cause it's Valentine's Day. You better be home before 6 though. You're lucky I'm even letting you go." She says sounding slightly irritated. I jump with joy and give her the biggest hug.

"Thank you so much! I love you!" I let go of her and go back into my room. I look at my phone. He had text me, "Walk down to the store." I gasp. "You're already down here??" I ask him. I grab my checkered vans and slip them on. I walk out the back door and put my phone in my back pocket. The store was only down the street. I didn't know he was already so close. I walk at a little bit of a faster pace due to me being so excited.

I get to the street in front of the store and I run up to him. I jump on his waist and he catches me. I hug him tightly not ever wanting to let go. "I love you Riley." He whispers in my ear.

"I love you too." I say kissing his cheek. He puts me on the ground and holds my hand. "Where are we going now?" I ask as he was taking me over to his truck.

"I got us tickets to see Billie Eilish and it starts in an hour so we got to get going." My heart falls into my stomach as soon as that leaves his mouth. I hug him again repeating that I love him and could never thank him enough.

The whole ride to the concert we were signing along to her songs on his speaker. I loved the beats in his truck.

We get to the concert and hand in our tickets and make our way to our seats. I put my hands on his cheeks pulling him closer to me. Our lip connect which set of fireworks in my chest. This was the best Valentine's Day I could ever ask for.
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