Chapter Twelve
I awoke to someone pushing the hair out my eyes. My eyes fluttered open. "Hello there, Audrey. Do you know what today is?" I had lived with Ringo for a month already. I groaned and turned over. "It's your birthday! Get up; come on; get out of bed!" Ringo yelled.
Today was September 13th, my 22nd birthday. "Oh, my God. I'm getting old!" I sat up and smoothed my hair out.
"If you are old, I must be ancient." Ringo chuckled.
"Shut up. You are only 2 years older than me." I ran to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. After I came out, Ringo was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling. "So what was so important that I had to get up?"
"The fellas want to hang around with you today. Paul says he's got a special surprise for ya." Ringo said in a sarcastic tone.
I laughed and gave Ringo a kiss. I sat on his lap as he stood up. "Where are we going?" I asked him.
"I don't know." I raised an eyebrow at him. "No, seriously, I don't know what they've got planned." I stood up and opened the closet.
"What should I wear?" I stood in front of my clothes crossing my arms.
"Hmm…" Ringo walked and stood next to me. "I like the dark green one." He pulled the dress out of the closet and thrust it in my arms. "It's pretty." I laughed and walked to the bed pulling off my shirt. Ringo's eyes widened. "You've never changed in front of me before."
"I'm assuming you know what a woman's body looks like. So, no harm done." I slipped on a strapless bra and stepped into the dress. It was one of those dresses that looks like a polo attached to a skirt. The official name escapes me. I slid the sleeves over my arms and buttoned the front stopping in the middle of my cleavage. I turned around and looked at Ringo. "Is this good?"
Ringo walked towards me. "You look fantastic. But if I may," He buttoned up my dress till the top of my bust. "I'm in a band with three horny males. There is no way I am letting my girlfriend walk out of my house with her boobies showing." He touched his finger to my nose. I rolled my eyes and stepped into my dark purple flats.
The doorbell rang and I ran to the front door to get it. "Who is it?" I called.
"It's your grandmother." I scrunched up my nose and threw open the door. John stood there wiggling his eyebrows. "Fooled you, didn't I? Damn, you look sexy." John looked me up and down.
"Oh, yes, you got me, John." I rolled my eyes.
"Happy birthday, Audrey." George stepped into the house and gave me a hug.
"Audrey! HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY FROM ALL OF ME TO YOU I WISH IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY SO I COULD PARTY, TOO!" Paul sang running into the house pulling me into his arms. He swung me around and I laughed as he set me down.
I gave John a hug and he lingered on me for a couple of seconds before releasing. "You smell nice." John told me with a dopey smile.
"Shut up." I laughed.
"AUDREY! I WROTE YOU A SONG!" Paul yelled. He pulled out his guitar and started to jam. "They say it's your birthday, well, it's my birthday, too, yeah! They say it's your birthday; we're gonna have a good time! I'm glad it's your birthday! Happy birthday to you!" He belted.
I laughed as we all sang along. George went out to the car and brought in a cake. They sang to me and we cut it. Everyone was really happy and it was a great time. All of a sudden, John pulled me off to the side and gave me a box. I raised an eyebrow and tore open the paper. Inside was a gold necklace with a heart shaped locket attached. I gasped. "John, you didn't have to do this."
"Well, I wanted to." He took the necklace and slid it over my neck. John looked me in the eyes and grabbed my hands. "I love you, Audrey." My eyes widened and my stomach tightened. "I've loved you ever since that day we first met. I want you, Audrey."
To Be Continued…
A/N: OOOOO DRAMA! Don't ya just love a good plot twist! I felt the story was a little too happy; I've got to get reviews somehow. Thank you to Fool On The Hill Far Far Away for reviewing and to Being4TheBenefitOfMrKite for the birthday idea! Any ideas/comments/questions/concerns would be lovely. :)
