Broken ➳ Sam Wilkinson [ completed ]

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   Alyssa's P.O.V. || EDITED

  "My birthday is tomorrow!" I exclaimed as John and I entered the mall. I haven't hung out with him alone in a while so I decided that today we should go to the mall or do something together. "I can't believe I'm going to be eighteen. I'm going to throw myself a big ass party!"

  John let out a little laugh and shook his head. "Alyssa, you're not doing shit. I am throwing you a birthday bash, you're not throwing yourself a party. Tomorrow is yours and Josh's day to just chill and relax, we got it covered so don't sweat it."

  || next day ||

  "Wake up motherfucker!" Josh yelled, coming into my room. "We're eighteen, finally shit!"

  I groaned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "Yes, I know that. Did you really have to wake me up at 11 am to tell me that? Wait, holy shit, it's 11 am. I got to get up, shit. Thanks Josh."

  I got up and walked past him, going into my closet. "Oh and Happy Birthday hoe!" I yelled at him as I was looking for something to wear today. 

  "Happy Birthday to you too," he smiled lightly and walked in my closet. "I'm going to go downstairs, but first you need to hurry so we can go down together!" 

  He helped me look through my closet and he grabbed a green body dress off the hanger and handed it to me. "Here, wear this with your white converse. And curl your hair. You're welcome."

  I pushed him out of the closet and shut the door behind him so I could get dressed. I slid the dress over my head and looked at myself in my full length mirror. "Thank you," I smiled coming out of my closet and smiling at Josh who was laying on my bed. 

  "Now time for your hair," he exclaimed. "Chop, chop , chop Alyssa! We don't have all day, although we should because it is our birthday. But mom has to be at work at two so hurry your ass up."

  I laughed and plugged my curling iron into the wall and waited for a few minutes for it to heat up. When it was finally at the right temperature, I curled my hair and smiled at myself in satisfaction. "Wow, you don't look ugly now," he laughed as I finished applying my makeup.

  "We're twins you fucking retard," I stated and rolled my eyes. 

  He just laughed. "Okay, but are we identical? That's what I thought. Now come on, lets go downstairs now! They're probably waiting for us or something."

  I actually really love the fact that Josh has a good fashion sense because when I'm struggling on what to wear, he comes in and picks out an outfit like nothing. Then he tells me how to wear it and with what accessories and how to do my hair.

  I stood up from my vanity and grabbed a hold of his hand pulling him out of my room. Boy am I glad that we don't have school today since it's a Saturday. I've always hated when my birthday's fell on a school day, people would always piss me off and I hated it. 

  We walked down the stairs and I saw my mom and two brothers sitting in the kitchen talking about something. When they noticed us walk in, huge smiles appeared on their faces. "Happy Birthday! Oh my God, my babies are growing up," my mom stated, tears brimming in her eyes.