Chapter 1: Birthdays

The sound of my alarm clock woke me with a start. The loud ringing noise echoing around my room. The bright sunlight creeping in through the chinks of the curtains stung sharply at my eyes. I sat up hazed, rubbing my eyes roughly as they ajusted to the light. I smacked my palm on the top of the clock, making the rings stop suddenly. My hand reached out to my phone and I groaned as I flicked through my messages from everyone, wishing me a happy birthday. I hated birthdays. One way of getting attention and I didn't need all the attention. It usually ended in me getting hurt or embarassing myself or someone around me. I flung my legs over the side of my bed and the cold floor sent shivers down my spine. I stood up, streaching my legs and made my way slowly to my closet. I grabbed the closest outfit to me and pulled it on. Unaware of what I was doing, my mind still in sleepmode.

I pulled up into the school parking lot. I grabbed my bag from the passenger seat, swinging it over my shoulder. He stood there on the other side. Leaning casually against the car door. Laughing alongside his brothers. I made my way over to him. He caught me coming over and grinned, his flawless angel face lighting up. I smiled back, my heart fluttering at the sight of him. Would it ever stop? Would I ever get used to looking at him without my heart missing a beat? He ran over to me, pulling me into a hug. His arms wrapping tightly around my waist and he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, my heart went into overload. Guess not then. He grinned at me cheekily and I knew what he had done.

"No. No way. I told you!" I said furious at him. I pulled away, pealing his arms off me. "I told you not to get me anything or give me a party. I don't want any of it." I stormed off but he caught up. Running his hand down my arm till he met my hand and he entwined his fingers with mine. He pulled me to a halt and I stumbled into his chest.

"But you deserve it. I can't help it, I gotta spoil you. You're my baby girl." He whispered as our noses touched gently at the tips. He laughed silently and I giggled.

"Shut up." I smacked him playfully in the chest. "I'm not going to accept any of the presents you give me though." I turned around stubbornly, making him laugh even more. We walked up to the school, hand in hand. I was still trying to pretend I was in a mood when we reached my first class. I went to walk into the room when he pulled me back.

"I'll see you at lunch my little munchin." He laughed.

"Don't call me that," I told him firmly. He placed a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Sorry." He placed his forehead on mine, "Happy birthday angel." He whispered and gave me a gentle push into the classroom.

The bell went for the end of the day and I made my way to the car. He stood there watching me walk across the school grounds. When I arrived at him he placed his soft lips on mine and cupped my face in his hands.

"Come over at half past four for your suprise." He laughed as I shook my head. "Please?" He begged, those chocolate brown eyes dazzling me.

"Uh, fine." I moaned. I couldn't resist those eyes, and he knew it. I drove home, wondering where my independence had gone? Why did a guy make me go like this? I promised myself after every guy who broke my heart that I'd never let a guy be able to charm me like that. I shook my head and laughed at myself. I hated how guys could be so intoxicating but also at the same time frustrating and complicated. It was amazing how some guys will make you wanna kill yourself and harm others around you. How some can be so controlling you lose yourself and become a robot. And how some can change your whole world. Those were the guys I prayed would show up and lift me off my feet. The ones who made you believe in all that fairytale stuff. The ones who made you believe people do have happy endings, that true love does actually exist. The ones who show you something you've never seen before. The ones who capture your heart and will forever have a piece of you. No matter how far away they are will always be close to you, in you heart.

"Dad I'm going to Nicks. He's got a suprise for me," I groaned, making my dad chuckle.

"Have fun, but don't be too late. You have school in the morning."

"I won't be," I promised giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and running across the road. My finger hesitated on the doorbell, did I really want to go through this? I pondered for a second then pressed it. I heard footsteps and voices from behind the door, then it opened. Nick stood gleeming at me. He stood back, allowing me to enter his house. I walked in and stopped as he closed the door. He pulled me in for a hug and kissed me. The electricity soaring through us. I heard voices from the kitchen and my name was mentioned.

"Happy birthday," he said, taking my hand and leading me through to the kitchen. This was it. The moment I embrassed myself in front of his whole family. The moment us un-coordinated people hated. All the attention. The kitchen was decorated for my arrival. The balloons and confetti on the floor and bunker. A happy birthday banner hung from the island. Presents sat on the top of the bunker, all addressed to me. I laughed. Not because of how stupid the place was, but because of how stupid they were in decorating the place just for me. Everyone looked at me suprised, especially Nick. His face was unreadable but I took a pretty good guess.

"Thank you," I laughed, a tear ran down my cheek. I wrapped an arm around Nicks waist and looked up at him smiling. "Thank you," I mouthed. He just stared at me, in utter shock and then shook his head. A giggle escaping from his lips. His family wrapped their arms around me, wishing me a happy birthday.

We walked to his front door, I yelled a final goodbye to his parents and stepped into the cool air of Malibu. The sun was just setting and it gave a pink glow to the street. He closed the front door and we stood on his porch. We just stood there, are fingers curled around each other, staring into each others eyes. Neither one of us saying a thing, just taking in the perfect moment. I was scared to blink, afraid I'd ruin the moment. Afraid I'd miss a short sparkle in his eyes, the sparkles which make me fall even crazier in love with him. I walked closer to him, closing the short space between us. I untangled our fingers and lifted my hands to his face, placing them softly on his cheeks. Our noses met and a small smile was planted on his face, making my heart leap to the moon and back over and over again.

"Thank you," I whispered again into the twilight. He leaned in closer, I could feel his breath swift over my face. His scent stunning me. I became hypnotised in his grip. He crashed his lips onto mine, causing me to stumble a little. Shocked and suprised at how sudden and unexpected the kiss was. The kiss intensified as our tounges met. My hands made their way to the back of his neck, slowly reaching his hair. My finger twirling around the soft, brown curl. He pulled away and I was left breathless.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. But you wont get your present until tomorrow night." He told me with a wink.

"What?" I pulled away completely from him. Flinging his arms off me. "You've already gotten me that necklace from Tiffanys AND it was engraved. I told you not to buy me anything in the first place." I walked down the steps of his porch and down the path. I could hear his footsteps trailing behind me. I stopped when I reached the gate. He caught up with me and wrapped his arms around my waist, leaning his head on my forehead.

"I'll see you tomorrow smiley," he whispered with a laugh before giving me a peck on the cheek and pushing me gently out the gate. I turned around gave him a small smile and ran across the road.

I sat in bed. The necklace lying in my hand. I stood staring at it, wondering what I had done to get something as precious as this. I smiled slightly, thinking about the trouble he must of gone to. My fingers outlined the small message that had been carved into it, especially for me. Every word meaning something different to everyone. Those three little words might mean nothing to someone in that big bad world but to me? It was everything in my life. It was the reason why I tried new things. The reason why I tried to achieve my dreams. The reason why I believe, and try to make my beliefs become reality. Those three words were more than just a sentence. It described everything I had been through since I had moved to Malibu. It showed me something most people have still yet to figure out themselves. It showed me that love was fearless. Not the kind of fearless where you had the absence of fears, but the fearless where you had fears. Fearless is running away with your Prince Charming when you's are both only 15. Turning your back on everything, making the world stop just for a moment. Fearless is being with someone even though your parents forbid it, because you know that God sent you here to be with them. Fearless was what was engraved on the back of my necklace :

I love you.

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