Valentina's pov;
My feet and legs took me to the direction of Timothy's house, a small smile spread across my lips.
It was officially his birthday today. He was eighteen and now it was only Bailey, Annie and I left being seventeen.
Timothy has decided over the past days that he wants to throw a massive party. Himself and I weren't exactly certain about it but the boys kept persuading us, which eventually led to Timothy giving in and making it public.
He had no idea how much people will be rocking up. He had many friends, not just from our school but many others out of school as well.
I knocked on Timothy's families home door three times, waiting patiently for someone to open it.
The door opened, revealing a smirking Timothy with messy bed hair.
"Happy birthday, babe!" I cheered.
"Thank you gorgeous," he said, his smirk turning into a beautiful smile.
I immediately jumped in his arms, his firm arms wrapping around my waist as he pulled my body closer.
"I can't believe you're eighteen," I cooed in his neck as he chuckled softly.
We pulled away, smiles spread across our faces. He leaned forward, kissing me softly as I melted into him.
This boy never failed to make me blush.
He pulled away slowly, tugging my bottom lip teasingly.
"You're such a little shit," I whined.
"You love it," he grinned.
"You're right, I do."
He chuckled as he pulled me further inside, placing his lips on mine again as he pushed me against the wall.
I pulled him closer, my hands finding their way to his long, dark hair as I tugged at it, making him groan.
"Ahem!" I heard an awkward cough from behind us. I instantly pushed Timothy away, fixing my hair and flattening my clothes.
"Why is it whenever I am kissing my girlfriend, someone always needs to interrupt," Timothy spoke with sarcasm as he sent his older brother a glare.
Adam raised his eyebrows. "Excuse me? Maybe get a room next time lil bro," he joked. "Hey Val," he nodded at me with a smile.
I waved awkwardly as I tried to hide my red face.
"Anyways, we are going out for lunch and mum invited Valentina." Adam smiled before he walked down the hallway.
"Guess you're stuck with me longer," Timothy teased as his long fingers ran up and down my forearms.
"Damn it," I joked as he laughed slightly.
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"I'm really not ready for this party," I spoke as I stared at Timothy and the boys.
"Me either to be honest," Timothy said.
"Oh come on guys," Hunter groaned. "Timothy, it's your eighteenth party, enjoy yourself. Don't let anyone get in your way tonight, yeah?"
"It is my party so I have to communicate with people," Timothy pursed his lips.
I rolled my eyes as I nudged him slightly.
"Tim, don't play dumb."
"You know what I mean," Hunter scoffed as he sent him a playful glare.
"Boo," someone whispered into my ear as they squeezed my sides.
"Jesus Annie," I whined breathlessly as I turned to the brunette.
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the tree house
Short Storya shy young girl ran away when she was seventeen. her mother is dead, her step-father is abusive and her biological father left with her twin brother when she was only four years old. the only source of comfort left is her tree house and her sorro...
