Vegas summers

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Vegas pov
A few days passed and I walked out of my room on my birthday and I was met with Poppy, Bodhi, Marlon, and a few other people I don't know all that well
"Happy birthday "
They all yelled in perfect unison
" what is all of this "
Poppy was next to me in seconds
" did you think that we would just let you skip your birthday again and you're 18th at that "
I just smiled at her
" ok umm give me 10 minutes and I'll be ready ok "
I quickly got ready and then I was picking out an outfit and I saw the first top that Bax got me. I ran my hand over it
"Hope you're having a good day Baxter "
I put on a light yellow dress that goes well with my still red hair and I was ready. I walked out and the festivities began. I was looking at my emails in the bar because I wanted a break and I saw it was my citizenship email. I opened it and I screamed and everyone looked at me
" I did it I fucking did it "
" what "
Summer said as she looked around concerned
" I'm officially an Australian citizen "

Bax pov
When I woke up I knew what day it was even though I was in America. I pulled up her number and I found a happy birthday picture to send her and then I deleted it. I spent the next 10 minutes typing things out and then deleting them. I closed out the messages switched off my phone and tossed it on the uncomfortable hotel bed. I took a shower and tried to wash off the day's events and by events, I mean walking around town with the team always draining. When I got out I whipped off the mirror and the first thing I saw was the week-old addition to my tattoo collection two stars on my right shoulder the last spot she touched me. I know I was stupid for me to get a tattoo for her that was kinda by her but I was drunk.
" you good mate "
" yeah I'm good I just really really want stars tattoos on my shoulder ok "
He did them and I didn't feel a thing thanks to the drink I never partake in.
I splashed cold water on my face trying to bring myself back to this moment in this hotel bathroom. I smiled at the tattoo and then went on with getting ready.
I was sat in a bar with the team and they were all drunk but I relearned my lesson so I'm sober. I pulled up my notes app and I saw the list of things she liked with that I made a new note
' Dear Kimberly dear Vegas
I'm sat in a bar as I write this I know I know not my scene but it's where I am. Where are you I wonder it's your birthday 18 I'm so happy for you and I hope that you celebrate on the day this time. I got drunk about a week ago and well I made a decision to get a tattoo of two stars of all things on my shoulder the shoulder that you squeeze in your final goodbye. I don't know why I did it I guess it was my way of keeping you with me forever but in a secret way. I forgot how much I hate the healing process of tattoos but it's worth it to have it. Did you ever get a tattoo after you asked me where I got mine. I don't know why I'm writing this I really don't know I guess I just could watch you walk into this bar in a stunning dress and we would get a drink and we would have fun even if it was just as friends. Things are different and I know that won't happen not only because I'm in America and I believe you're still in Australia. In all honesty, I'm not completely sure I'll ever be able to move on from you you came into my life when it was just torn up and thrown at my feet and you came in picked them all up, and put them back together for me and I'll never be able to thank you for that but I think you know what you did. I hope one day we meet again but for now, you have my word I will give you space for as long as I can.
-B your B '
I looked at the wall of text on my screen when a female voice said
" it takes a real man to rock pink hair "
I looked up from my phone to find a girl in a too-revealing dress and black hair
" not interested sorry "
" oh are you from New Zealand "
" no goodbye "
I got up and left the bar and started to walk around the few blocks between the bar and the hotel. When I got back to the overly blue room I looked at my friend's stories and I saw pictures and videos of the good time they were having and then I saw a repost of her story on Poppy's. It was a picture of all of them
' thank you to all of my friends those who could make it and those who couldn't for making this birthday so wonderful love you all '
I smiled as I read the part of those who could make it and those who couldn't I know I probably wasn't included in that but I like to think I was.