Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I forgot your birthday, your 18th one. There's no way, I didn't remember until you sent me a message saying 'Are you ready for the party?'. I didn't even buy you a fucking present, and now there's no time to buy one.

But, when I arrived to your house, and opened the door, I expected to see a lot of people dancing or drinking, you smiling. Though, it was completely the other way from what I had imagined, nobody was inside, just you, sitting on the floor, hugging your legs. Crying. You were crying.

I kneeled down next to you, brushing the hair you had on your face back.

"What happened, love...?" You didn't respond, just looked behind me, then, you looked at me.

You were crying again, and you opened your mouth to say something, and after a few tries, you managed to say something. "You forgot too... Right?"

"I-I... I... Yes... I'm sorry, baby, I really am, I was just too stressed with One Directio- Wait... What? I forgot, yes, but 'too'? Everyone else forgot?" You nodded, and cried harder, sobbing, and I pulled your trembling body to mine, enveloping you completely.

"I think I have something to get you to feel better, since I forgot your present... I'll make you one," I smirked, my hand moving down to lightly pat your ass, signaling for you to get up. "Let's get to your bedroom."

"It's your birthday, so I know you want to ride out..." I say, as I pick you up, the dress you were wearing showing your curves and soft body. "See you sexy and them jeans got me on tent," I kiss your thigh after I throw you onto your bed. "First, I'm gonna take a dive into the water. Deep, until I know I pleased that body."