I Just Want to be Loved

BIRTHDAY TIME!!!

One week later... 

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"Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday dear Brittany!

Happy birthday to you!"

I woke up to five boys singing me Happy Birthday in perfect harmony.

"I love you guys," I said sleepily as I sat up and stretched.

"Come down stairs," Louis said as he helped me out of my bed.

When I walked down stairs, I was a tower of at least two dozen donuts with a one and a nine candle stuck in them. Liam went and lite them.

"Make a wish!" Harry yelled and I blew out the two candles.

'I wish I could always be happy,' I said in my head.

Niall ripped out the candles and stuck a donut in his mouth. I giggled and grabbed one of my own. 

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Ten minutes later, all the donuts were gone.

"Britt," Niall said. "Go and get dressed in something simple and think of any place or anything you want to do, then come down and let us know."

"Okay," I said and went upstairs to get ready.

A few minutes later, I walked back down stairs. "I know where I want to go," I announced.

"Where?" Liam asked.

"To the tattoo parlor of course," I said simply, and all the boy's jaws dropped.

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"What do you want and where?" Zayn asked when we got there.

"Oh no, I don't want one first. I want Niall to join the Screw Crew."

"What?" Niall asked with wide eyes.

"You heard me."

"Fine," he said and I smiled. "As long as you join too."

"Deal." 

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A little while later, Niall and I both had little screws on our ankles.

"I can't believe you made me do that," Niall said.

"I didn't make you do anything," I replied. "You agreed too."

"Do you want anymore?" Joey, the tattoo artist, asked.

I nodded and the boys looked shocked.

"Come on back again," he said with a smile nad I followed him to the back room. "What would you like?"