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ks-dreams-fantasies · 8 months

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TEACH ME PT.2 - TRAVIS KELCE

a/n: I'm so glad you guys liked the first chapter, I really hope you enjoy the rest of this mini series 🥰

Warnings: Nothing much, first getting to know each other, some flirt hère and there

Words: 1,553 (Not proofread)

Pairing: Travis Kelce x Reader

Part 1

TEACH ME PT.2 - TRAVIS KELCE

’’Stop doubting yourself, you look great Y/N. Now hurry up or we’re never going to make it’’ Camille said chuckling at your nervousness. She had seen you try half of the items you had in your closet to find the perfect outfit for the occasion.

You listened to her, grabbing your bag as well as the gift you had wrapped for Wyatt before heading out the door. You were so grateful when Kylie told you, you could bring a plus one to the party, you felt relieved to be able to bring your best friend with you to calm you down a little.

It was just a kid’s birthday party but the fact that Travis was going to be there had your mind racing with anticipation.

You entered the lively scene of the Kelce’s backyard, amidst the laughter and chatter, a tall figure caught your attention the moment you arrived. You locked eyes for a second before tiny hands reached for you.

‘’Miss Y/N, you came.’’ Wyatt said hugging your leg tightly as you chuckled ‘’Is it for me?’’ she asked pointing at the gift box in your hands. ‘’It is. Happy birthday little one. Where can I put this?’’ you asked her, referring to the box in your hand.

‘’I’ll take care of it.’’ A deep voice said before you looked up to meet a pair of mesmerizing blue ones. ‘’Oh thank you.’’ You handed him the present before replacing a strand of hair behind your ear.

‘’I'm glad you could make it," Travis greeted, his smile sending a delightful shiver down your spine.

‘’Me too’’ you responded blushing slightly before you remembered your best friend. ‘’You remember Camille?’’

‘’We met briefly, it’s nice to see you again, I’m Travis.’’ He said reaching for her hand. ‘’Oh, I know.’’ She responded as she looked at you with a smirk before meeting his eyes again ‘’great to meet you too.’’ She said shaking his hand in return.

You soon got interrupted by Jason and Kylie, greeting you and offering you a drink. They had done an amazing job at decorating the backyard. The garden was transformed into a whimsical wonderland, with every detail carefully curated to bring Wyatt’s dreams to life. It was a pastel wonderland, giant balloon arches everywhere, banners with her name on it and a big inflatable bouncy castle. There was a dessert table and an open bar for the adults.

As the day progressed, you and Travis gravitated towards each other. You exchanged stories about your own childhoods and discussed Wyatt’s potential. Laughter flowed easily, and conversation felt like second nature. It was as if you had known each other for years.

Hours passed like minutes, and soon it was time for the cake-cutting ceremony. Wyatt insisted that you stand close to her. You felt a sense of belonging that was rare to find outside of your classroom.

‘’You know Wyatt was so happy that you came today, she really adores you, actually she won’t stop talking about you.’’ Travis remarked.

‘’I have something to admit, but if I tell you… you have to promise me not to tell anyone.’’ You said a playful glint in your eyes. ‘’Anything for you’’ he said getting closer to you.

You looked up to him and got on your tiptoes trying to get closer to his ear. ‘’Wyatt might be my favorite, but I’m not supposed to admit that.’’ You said leaning back and smiling at him. Your breath tickled his neck, creating small goosebumps on his skin. He brushed it off chuckling at you. ‘’You’re secret his safe with me.’’

As the evening sun cast a warm golden hue over the backyard, Travis invited you to take a walk in the neighborhood which you agreed to. You both strolled along the winding path, the soft rustle of leaves accompanying your conversation. The easy banter and shared laughter made the world seem lighter, more vibrant.

"You know, Miss Y/N, spending time with you makes me wish I had a teacher like you back in the day," Travis admitted with a grin. "I might've actually enjoyed school."

You couldn't help but chuckle at his playful remark. "Well, you know, it's never too late to start learning something new."

He flashed a charming smile, his eyes gleaming mischievously. "Maybe you could be my personal tutor, then. I've always wanted to learn a second language."

You raised an eyebrow, feigning contemplation. "I suppose I could make an exception for a dedicated student like yourself."

The flirtatious undertone was unmistakable, yet it danced around the edges of propriety. It was a delicate balance, one that left you feeling both exhilarated and cautious.

As the conversation flowed, Travis shared anecdotes about his football career, often finding ways to slip in compliments about your intelligence and warmth.

‘’You really like football uh?’’ you asked him playfully but in awe at how dedicated he sounded.

‘’It really is my life. There’s nothing like the adrenaline of stepping on the field, people chanting your name and having fun with your teammates. I just know I was made for this…’’ he said daydreaming, ‘’sorry, I’m ranting.’’

‘’No, no it’s fine, I love hearing you talk about your passion and your career, it sounds pretty fun actually.’’ ‘’Yeah?’’ he asked surprised, you nodded.

‘’Well, you should come see me play sometimes’’ he said walking slowly, looking right at you. ‘’I would love that.’’ You said with confidence, the action surprising you more than it surprised him. You had been walking for 45 minutes and came back to the front of the house without even realizing it.

You went back into the backyards, enjoying the rest of the evening with the other guests. It was now time to head out with Camille, you scanned the room for Travis and Wyatt and saw them laughing loudly near the photobooth area. He had her in his arms, to take photos and he had opted for a little pink wig to make her laugh.

‘’Take it off’’ ‘’Why do I have to take it off?’’ he asked his niece, ‘’Because I don’t like it.’’ ‘’You don’t like it? I thought you said you wanted dad to have pink hair.’’ She leaned in, pointing at his head, ‘’Yeah, but I don’t want you to have pink hair.’’

‘’Why can’t I have pink hair?’’ he asked her, looking offended, ‘’Because you’re naughty and you’re sneaky.’’ You chuckled at their conversation making Travis turn around to look at you with a smile on his face, pulling off the wig from his head.

‘’Can you believe that?’’ he said fake gasping at what Wyatt said to him. ‘’That your naughty and sneaky? Actually, yeah, I believe that’’ you said smirking back at him. He laughed pulling you closer into his chest so that the photographer could take a couple pictures of the three of you. You blushed at the proximity of his body against yours. You could feel his arm snake around your waist, as he smiled at the camera, Wyatt in his arms and you by his side.

Camille was staring at the both of you from where she stood, talking with Jason and Kylie.

‘’He won’t shut up about her since they met earlier this week’’ Jason admitted making your best friend chuckled quietly. ‘’Well, he made a good first impression, she was so nervous before coming here today.’’ They all laughed. ‘’I mean they look good together.’’ Kylie added before you joined them.

‘’Thank you so much for the wonderful day, it was really fun.’’ You said, before hugging Wyatt’s parents. ‘’The pleasure was ours, Wyatt was so happy her favorite teacher could come, and she loved the gift you picked for her.’’ Kylie said smiling widely at you.

‘’I’ll walk you out’’ he said before you both followed Camille as she got in the driver seat leaving you and Travis outside the car. You were about to open your mouth to say your goodbyes when Travis beat you to hit.

‘’Listen, I won’t beat around the bush, I had a good day with you, and I find you so beautiful and kind and … and I’d like to take you out.’’ You gulped slowly. You had an amazing day too, but you couldn’t help but wonder if you were ready, ready for something new. You hadn’t gone on a date in forever, and the last time you opened up to a guy, he broke your heart. You could hear Camille’s voice in your head, screaming at you to go out with the man. You couldn't deny the magnetic pull between you and Travis and the undeniable chemistry that seemed to swirl around you both.

‘’I’m sorry, forget it, I… I just thought we had a connection today and…’’ he rushed in response to your long silence before you cut him up rapidly.

‘’No, no … I would love to. I’m sorry I just wasn’t expecting you to ask me out’’ you laughed quietly ‘’but I would love to go out with you’’ As you bid each other goodbye and exchanged numbers, there was a charged moment of unspoken attraction. The world seemed to hold its breath as you parted ways, leaving you with a feeling that the story between the both of you was far from over.

To Be Continued

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Part 3

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joshfutturman · 2 months

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'birthday wishes’

oneshot (request) - you and abby throw a surprise birthday party for mike! (2.1k words) pairing - mike schmidt (five nights at freddys) + gn reader tags: pure fluff, you and abby put up decorations together, you’ve been her babysitter for a year, there’s lingering feelings between you and mike that neither of you have talked about.

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✰ mike was never a fan of his birthdays, abby had told you. they sort of came and went every year with little fuss. you never brought it up to mike, knowing it was a sore spot for him. being abby’s babysitter, it was rare you and mike had a chance to talk anyway. he’d often come home, nod hello to you and you’d leave. a few rare times he’d sit on the same sofa as you instead of his usual armchair and smile at little things on the tv. you spent more time looking at him than the tv.

✰ but his birthday was coming up and you wanted to do something nice for him, as did abby. it had been a whole year since you’d began babysitting her, you guys were best friends - it was time for a team up attack.

✰ that night, you and abby got to planning. sitting on her bedroom floor, surrounded by crayons and different drawing stationary. she drew little pictures of different decorations, ideas for banners, balloons, the whole works. you smile on as you watch her, happy at how much she had warmed up to you over the year. but she notices you watching, arching an eyebrow and pushing some paper and crayons towards you. your turn.

✰ oops, it was well past abby’s bedtime by the time you both finished. gathering the papers with your master plans on them, you neatly place them in a drawer within her desk before tucking her into bed. you thank each other for the fun, and you disappear down the hall to the couch, your bed for the night. curling up, your eyes are quickly closing as you try to focus, and fail, on the tv. before you know it, your eyes are closed.

✰ mike comes home, but you don’t shuffle in your sleep and wake up like you normally do. he takes a few steps towards the couch, peeking over at you to find you still asleep. mike smiles, admiring you for a few seconds until he feels like a creep and retreats away to his bedroom. a few seconds later he returns with a blanket, placing it over you.

✰ you wake up a few hours later, embarrassed you’d slept in so much. mike actually cooks you some breakfast, you leave with a smile and butterflies. and he won’t admit it, but mike was glad you stayed for as long as you did.

✰ the next night - its go time. you brought home all the decorations you had both planned for mikes big day tomorrow, keeping them hidden in your car until mike left for work as well as some secret ice cream for you and abby. abby excitedly runs around with some of the balloons, giggling and debating keeping them for herself until you pull out the ice cream.

✰ “i think mike is gonna love this,” she says with the wisdom of someone much older than ten, nodding with the spoon still in her mouth. “you think?” you smile, glad to have abby’s stamp of approval. abby looks at you like you’re crazy for asking, “of course!”

✰ after ice cream, it’s time to finish the decorations. abby helps hold your chair steady as you stand on it, pinning up the blue bunting around the living room, attaching some balloons at the end. but there’s still more balloons to blow up, and it takes a while for you both to finish them - red in the face from all the hard work.

✰ you both stand in the middle of the room, hands on your hips, admiring the decorations and how you’ve both transformed the place. it truly looked like the party of the century was about to go down here. abby looks up at you with a great big smile, one that makes your heart melt.

✰ the cake is set on the table, a cute little round white one with blue icing and some blue candles. as you inspect it, you suddenly feel a little nervous. what if mike didn’t react the way you thought? what if he got angry? an image of him flickers in your mind, jaw clenching with that usual look of frustration in his face.

✰ abby gasps as she sees the cake and peers over the table at it with a wide grin, “it looks just like the cake he got me a few years ago for my birthday. . . he’s gonna LOVE it!” - and that puts your worries at ease slightly.

✰ you both wrap up on the sofa, ready to get a nap before he gets home at half six in the morning. there’s a movie on the tv you both enjoy, but abby is out for the count before long. once you know she’s asleep, you begin to relax too, drifting off.

✰ beep. beep. beep. in a groggy state you open your eyes and yawn to find your phone beeping on the coffee table. six twenty-five am, your phone reads. abby is up too, way too chipper for this time in the morning as she springs out of the blanket and begins putting the finishing touches on the decorations. she’s giggling all the while, running into her bedroom to get the picture she drew him for his birthday.

✰ she’d kept the picture a surprise from even you, but you knew it would be amazing - abby was definitely going to be a famous artist one day. with that talent, how could she not?

✰ you’re nervous as you place the small gift you got mike on the table beside his cake. it’s neatly wrapped in gold paper, a dream journal. he’d mentioned in passing about his interest in dreams, it was only once but you remembered. maybe he could use something like this? or maybe he would think it was silly. . .

✰ the sound of the car pulling up outside pulls you from your thoughts and you turn towards the window, seeing mike’s old beat up ride pulling into the driveway. “abby!” you call out, “mike’s home!”

✰ she runs through at the speed of light, stopping at the table as she holds the picture she drew tight to her chest. she’s bouncing a little as she stands, face absolutely beaming. you smile as you stand behind her, feeling yourself chuckle - her energy was so infectious.

✰ hearing mike slowly begin to open the door, abby lets out a small giggle. you watch on as you see him enter.

✰ mikes eyes are on the ground like they normally are when he comes in, not noticing much of anything. but after a few seconds, something catches his eye in his peripheral, something blue. his eyes dart up, noticing the decorations as he absentmindedly closes the door behind him, too preoccupied with scanning the room. he doesn’t even notice the two of you there, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. was this for him?

✰ “happy birthday!!!” abby yells, pulling him out of his daze and he looks over at the two of you. it’s the first time you’ve ever seen him smile like this. it’s soft and gentle and. . . genuine, sort of like how he smiles at the tv but this time it’s on you and it feels different.

✰ “happy birthday, mike!” you yell after abby, a little quieter.

✰ mike’s not sure what to say, shrugging off his backpack and leaving it by the door. he walks over to hang his jacket up, still looking around at all the cute decorations. “you guys did this for me?” he asks as he makes his way back over to the two of you. his eyes find the cake and his face softens even more.

✰ the only reminder he had of his birthday each year was the picture abby drew him, he kept them in his bedside drawer and looked at them on particularly hard days. he’d forgotten his birthday was coming up at all, choosing to let himself forget it. each year it had been a reminder that he was no closer to finding garrett - this year was different.

✰ “we wanted to surprise you!” abby admits, jumping towards him and giving him a small cuddle, he pats her back and glances at you with a shy expression. you’re caught a little off guard by this. what was that?

✰ “you did huh.” mike says, pulling back from abby and smiling at her.

✰ she holds up her picture to him, “surprise!” mike’s face shifts, eyes widening slightly as he takes in the drawing. he accepts it and holds it to look at it properly.

✰ abby glances back at you, and then to him with a sly grin.

✰ “this is. . . really good abby, really cute.” he mumbles and though his smile is shy, it’s also sweet, the same smile he only offered in private.

✰ “can i see? she kept it a secret from me too, but i wanna witness this masterpiece.” you smirk at abby and step over towards mike, standing beside him.

✰ the picture - your eyes widen too. abby had drawn the three of you all together, abby was beside mike holding his hand, you were on the other end of mike, holding his hand. there’s little birds flying around you, a cute little sun in the corner and everyone has big smiles. there’s a little love heart above you and mikes connected hands.

✰ “that’s. . . a really sweet picture abby,” you nod, feeling your cheeks run a little red. mike’s cheeks do the same and abby watches on in complete glee.

✰ “think its my favourite.” mike admits, half joking, half serious. he looks to you for your reaction and you look back at him with a laugh, nudging him with your shoulder.

✰ “i got you something too, just a small thing,” you say, sneaking towards the table and grabbing your little gift, “doesn’t compare to the masterpiece though.” mike sighs softly, “you really shouldn’t have. . .” “well, i wanted to.” you admit with a smile, handing him the present.

✰ mike reluctantly takes it, unwrapping it and holding the dream journal in his hands. he blinks. you remembered. he mentioned in passing being interested in this kind of stuff, maybe seven months ago. he remembers that specific night because you were half asleep. your head kept drooping and mike found it so adorable. again, a smile overtakes his face without him knowing.

✰ “thanks,” is all he says at first, opening it to trace his fingers across the pages, “really, thanks.” his eyes find yours and you can tell he means it. “it’s no problem, just something small but - i remember you said you were interested in dreams and. . . you can use it for notes and stuff.” you say clumsily, almost tripping over your own words.

✰ he nods and stands awkwardly.

✰ abby looks at the two of you, “completely hopeless. . .” she mutters under her breath, too quiet for either of you to hear before she waddles in, pulling you both into a hug. with a hand each on abby’s back and one on each other’s, you and mike embrace a little. this is the closest you’ve ever been and it feels. . . nice.

✰ pulling back, you all let out a little chuckle. this was the nicest birthday mike had experienced since. . . well, since.

✰ you turn away from mike, breathing a small sigh of relief to be away from his gaze for a second - were your cheeks still super red? whatever. you pulled a small lighter from your back pocket and bent over, lighting the candles on the cake.

✰ “come on. . .” mike laughs in disbelief, “you’re not seriously gonna-“

✰ before he can finish his sentence, you and abby begin singing happy birthday to him in sync. abby gladly takes the role of holding the cake with pride, aiming it up towards him. mike stands, glaring at the two of you as you finish the song. you both beam big smiles back at him.

✰ mike waits a few moments, cursing you both with glares before he reluctantly blows out the candles dramatically.

✰ “what did you wish for!” abby blurts out before correcting herself, “no wait, don’t tell! then it won’t come true!”

✰ but mike looks at you. he wished for another birthday next year just like this, with you and abby. unable to wipe the smile from his face, you catch his stare and smile back.

✰ you already had ideas for his next birthday, and it involved a lot more balloons.

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‧₊˚ dedicated tags: @helen-on-earth @fatinhadesiners06 @boonam @sun-spider13 @laurrrelise @sammygirlism @sleepyhutcherson‧₊˚ ily all sm!! thank you!

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finelinevogue · 1 year

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birthday boy

summary - harry’s birthday party ends up with cake frosting in his hair and your eyes

warnings: twinge of sadness but like it’s barely even there tbh, swearing, kissing, lots n lots of frosting

word count: +2.3k

pairing: fiancé!harry x reader

“Anyone need a top up?”

You were laughing with Glenne as she finished telling a funny story about her new intern. You couldn’t really hear what the story had been about, due to the obscene amount of noise in the room, but you laughed anyway.

“Yes please!” Glenne slurred, drunk on her birthday alcohol.

You were just as drunk, not because it was your birthday but because it was your fiancé’s birthday.

“Me too, please!” You held out your glass flute as the kind server poured more champagne into it, after topping up Glenne’s first.

After you’d both thanked the server politely, you both returned to your conversations with each other. You’d both just needed a moment away from crowds to catch up on the evening gossip so far, so you’d come to sit on the velvet sofas in the corner of the room.

“Y/N, I have to say, you did a fabulous job on decorations this year.” Glenne cheered.

“I did?”

You looked around the room and evaluated what you had achieved. The mirrorball in the middle of the room shone a thousand diamonds down onto the dance floor, which was a black and white chessboard set up. There were fairy lights hung up around the walls. A balloon arch was in another corner of the room, where there was a rose wall behind it, for photo opportunities.

“Yeah! I love it!” Glenne looked around the room too, taking in all your hard work. “Jeff could never pull off something like this.”

It had taken you a couple of hours to set up the decorations and Harry had been all pouty that you had to leave him for so long on his birthday, but when you’d showed him what you’d been up to he fell in love with you a little bit more.

“I would’ve said neither could Harry, but something tells me he actually could.” You laughed, Glenne laughing along with you.

“Speaking of Harry… Have you two decided on a date yet?” Glenne nudged your leg with her heeled foot.

“Maybe May? I… We don’t know yet.” You sighed, shoulders slumping thinking about how you and Harry couldn’t agree on the perfect date for your wedding. “I mean, my dad can’t make any time in April, but Harry’s dad can’t make any time in June and we definitely want to be married before July, but…”

“Babe, woah, slow down. Y/N, this wedding, no matter how much you don’t want to upset anyone, is about you and Harry. It’s the one day in your life, apart from your birthday, where you get to be selfish. Take it as an opportunity to build a wedding day that you want, not anyone else.”

“Yeah you’re right.” You said so quietly not even Glenne heard.

“H’s version of a perfect wedding will be a day where you’re nothing short of perfectly happy.” Glenne shot back the rest of her champagne and placed it on the table in front of you two. “So, really, plan whatever you want.”

“Yeah” You nodded and placed your half full glass on the table too. “Alright, excuse me, I’m just going to go to the bathroom.”

“Sure.” She nodded and stood up herself, pulling down her short skirt and tottling off to find Jeff.

You walked past flurries of people, waving hello to people across the room who caught your eye. A lot of people you didn’t know, but Jeff had told you to send invites to because Harry and Glenne would know them. They were mainly Hollywood people that worked in the music industry, but there were a couple of faces you did know.

Gemma Chan was there and you made sure she knew you’d come and steal her away later for a catch up. Asif Ali was also there and you would have to go see him too, in order to bring some more smiles to your face.

After you’d finished in the toilets you walked back into the room to see a congregation in the middle of the room. Since you had organised the event and had no additional entertainment booked other than the live band, you were curious to see what was going on.

When you got to the back of the circle, trying to peer over the tall people at the back, you noticed Glenne sat on a chair with her back to Harry who was sat on another chair.

You could tell by the look in your fiancés eyes that he was very tipsy. His hair was messy on the top of his head from all the dancing around he had been doing this evening. He still hadn’t pulled you for a dance yet, but you two had been separated ever since you’d walked inside the venue. Harry was whisked away by Jeff to meet people, having a drink each time he came across someone new, and before you knew it he was dancing to Gloria Gaynor with the chief executive of Columbia.

You missed him.

When it came to events like these, even though it was actually his birthday, he was always so whisked up in the business side of it that you had to entertain yourself. It was never that Harry abandoned you, but you would rather not have to over-socialise. You put it down to your social anxiety and fear of social burnout.

“Now, a little surprise for my two best friends.” Jeff spoke into a microphone so he could be heard by everyone.

Some sensual music started playing and you automatically assumed that it was strippers. Your heart sunk at the thought of Harry having a gorgeous girl straddle him and perform intimate positions with him. It would be unkind of Jeff if he had planned something like that. Your heart lightened when you saw Jeff stand in front of Glenne and start pulling off his jacket sexily, before rounding to Harry’s side and wiggling his bum in Harry’s face. Harry’s drunk self slapped Jeff’s bum and everyone laughed. Even you.

Harry looked around the crowd, his eyes not pausing their movement until they met yours. The mischievous glint in his eyes made you wonder what he was thinking. No doubt it was something to do with wanting you as his lap dance, rather than Jeff. Jeff was doing a good job though, making everyone laugh and making his wife embarrassed that she ever married him. Luckily everyone was too drunk to care.

After Jeff buttoned his shirt back up and put his jacket on, he was handed back the microphone, nodded at you and you knew that was your queue to go and get the cake. They were sharing a cake, as they often did, so you picked it up from the kitchen with its candles and sparklers in before carrying it back carefully.

When you returned to the room, the lights went dim and the birthday tune started to play. People made way for you to squeeze through the crowd as you walked towards the birthday kids.

You smiled when Harry’s gaze caught yours. He mouthed ‘wow’ at you, but you knew he wasn’t saying it about the cake. As you stopped short in front of both Glenne and Harry, they stood together whilst people finished the song. You sang out too, looking at Harry the entire time and watched his smile remain constant as he watched you sing out.

The cake was heavy and Harry must have noticed because he picked up the side closest to him and took the weight off you slightly. As the song finished Harry and Glenne both shared the job of blowing out the candles.

Jeff helped take off the candles and sparkler to clear the cake so it was just a plain cake remaining. Harry took the opportunity to try and smash Glenne’s face into the cake, but she restrained enough to resist the force of his hand. Harry wasn’t paying attention to Jeff though and missed him coming behind him and pushed his head down into the cake, until it was too late. The side of his face and a loose curl of hair got caught up in the frosting and people cheered as he made a mess of his face.

You laughed as he stood back up and licked the frosting from the corner of his mouth, as if that was all there was to clean up. You stood still holding the cake and looking at Harry with endearment. He looked so soft and cuddly, and maybe a little delicious too.

“What are you laughing at?” Harry asked, as he lifted the strand of hair back onto his head even when it was still full of vanilla frosting.

You shook your head and laughed at him, knowing he would be a mess to clean up later. It wasn’t a second later after that thought that Harry used his own hand to push your face into the cake this time. He also pulled your head back, using your hair, so you didn’t suffocate inside the sponge. You managed to get more on your face, looking like you were wearing a face mask. So much so you couldn’t open your eyes.

“Fucking dickhead.” You muttered, but it turned into a chuckle because you were drunk and didn’t care.

Harry must have asked someone else to get a hand on the cake so it wasn’t your responsibility anymore. It wasn’t like it was very edible to anyone, considering it now had to face impressions in it.

You felt Harry take your hands, your eyes still closed from the frosting, and you could feel him guiding you through the crowds of people. His hands were warm and even though you couldn’t see whether it was him that was leading you off, you could feel it in your hands that it was Harry.

No one else's hands felt like home other than his.

His hands cupped perfectly in yours and you tailed him like a bind and lovesick puppy. His polite excuses to get through the crowd made him feel closer to you also, his voice so comforting.

When the crowd noise disappeared you assumed you must have been in a quieter room now.

“Harry where are…”

You couldn’t ask him more than that because his lips were on yours. And they were his because no one else's lips felt like home other than his. They were perfect against yours, moving over yours with such delicate precision that only came with knowing how best to kiss you. Harry knew exactly how you liked to be kissed and he was doing everything you wanted. His hands were even cupped in the right places under your jaw.

“You taste like frosting.” He chuckled.

You laughed with him, probably looking silly with frosting in your eyes. Harry had frosting in his hair though and there was no one that you’d rather be in this situation in rather than him.

“Happy birthday, H.”

“Thank you.” He said softly.

You felt Harry’s fingers wipe carefully over your eyes and relieve them of frosting. You opened your eyes carefully to watch Harry lick the frosting off his fingers with his tongue. He then brought his other finger to your lips to allow you to lick it clean, which he watched with beady eyes as you did.

“Good frosting.” You hummed in delight, knowing you had made the right call with the vanilla, not strawberry, frosting.

“Mm. Tasted better off your face.”

You laughed, hitting him softly over his ribs, “Oh, stop it you.”

“Never.” He shook his head and smiled at how he managed to make you laugh.

“I hope you had a good night tonight.”

Harry had looked like he had had a good night, but you could never be too sure until you asked him. He was very good at putting on a front, especially in show business , but with you he was nothing but honest.

“I loved it, baby, I really did. Just wish I got to spend more time with you. I mean, I love my friends and, y’know, all of them other people… but they’re not you.”

You pouted, somehow wishing you could’ve spent more time with him. You tried your hardest to finish all the decorations as quickly as possible, but you were a perfectionist so it did take longer than originally planned. As for the party itself, you couldn’t stop him from talking to people, no matter how badly you did want him all to yourself.

“Sorry.”

“No, baby, there’s nothing you need to be sorry for. Just one of those things, where too many people want my attention and yet I only want yours.” He shrugged his shoulders and he made you smile.

“You always have my attention.” You promised him, cupping his cheek softly.

“And I’ll try to give you more of mine this year. In fact, come my next birthday you’ll be sick of me.” He chuckled and stepped closer to you, not liking the 10cm of space between you.

“Could never get sick of you, H. Never.”

“Feelings mutual, lovie.”

He leant down to kiss you again, kissing your bottom lip with his and sucking on it lightly. His lips grounded you and reminded you that he was right here and he was all yours. You kissed back with force, wanting to show how much you really did love him, pushing into his lips with your own.

A minute later and your lips both raw from such loving kissing, you gave each other one last peck.

“More of that later, baby. For now, let’s go the chippy? I’m fucking starving.” Harry whined.

“Alright, birthday boy, let’s go.” And the rest of the evening was filled with chips, gravy and lots and lots of love.

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Birthday Shenanigans

If felt as if it was yesterday that Jack was just turning 24 but now not even a year later he was turning 25. Jack didn’t really love doing much on his birthdays he’d rather spend his birthday with you but you were making sure that this year was going to be memorable.

You’ve spent so much money on birthday decor it wasn’t even funny and when Urban or Neelam tried pitching in you denied the help, you wanted to do this for Jack.

You’ve been up since 4am that following morning setting out balloons and streamers trying to figure out which colors went together and which ones didn’t, you even had a different variety of color cups that said. Single, Taken or It’s complicated on that cup.

You had somehow convinced Jack to spend te night at Nemo’s last night so that way you’d be able to set up with Neelam and Taylor while Nemo and everyone else tried to entertain Jack for the day.

“Y/N, do you want the blue and yellow balloons to be blown up and formed into an arch or do you want the white and blue?” “The blue and white should look good together.” She nodded and went ahead and got to work while Neelam struggled with the streamers.

“It’s not twisting the way it needs to be twisting, I’ve tried hanging them from the ceiling but it won’t hang right.” She groaned in frustration. You rolled your eyes playfully but went and helped her and showed her the correct way. “See like this, now just twist it a few times and stick it to the ceiling.” You huffed and went back to what you were working on.

Taylor giggled while Neelam’s eyes widened. They both knew how you got whenever it came to planning an event so they knew not to take anything personal.

“Why are you putting so much effort into this party Y/N? You know Jack would’ve been fine with just going to the bowling alley or something.”

Neelam had a point you didn’t have to go all out and you knew Jack would be a bit disappointed that you’ve spent so much money on tonight but he was worth it, Jack always made sure to go above and beyond for your birthday so you wanted to return that feeling.

“He just deserves it I mean he always makes sure my birthday is one that I’ll never forget and I just want to do the same.” The two of them coo’d at you.

“What’s the best birthday he’s done for you so far?” Taylor asked. “Probably when he rented out that bounce house place, remember how fun that was.” You all laughed as you remembered that day like it was yesterday.

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“Druski, please no jumping near the kids I can’t afford a lawsuit right now.” Neelam panicked and went to deal with that situation, Urban and Ace thought it would’ve been fun to dare Drusk to swing on the ropes that just so happened to be where the kids were playing.

“What is wrong with them.” Jack laughed as he approached you, he swung his arm around your shoulder and brought you into him. “Those are you friends baby.” Looking up at him you watched how he smiled and laughed at everyone, his beard was freshly groomed and you loved how lose his curls looked today.

Everyone was wearing a t-shit with your face on it, Jack had made it mandatory, everything was pink themed you didn’t know how he managed to do that but you were beyond grateful.

“Thank you for this Jack I appreciate it so much.” He smiled and looked down at you. “Anything my baby wants she’s going to get.” Grinning you grabbed him by the collar of his next and brought him down a bit and smashed your lips onto his.

He was a bit off guard by your sudden action but none the less he kisses you back. “Hey, enough with all that PDA we have kids around and I need help, Druski and Urban are about to jump from the top of the foam ramp I need to get the kids out of the ball pit.” Clay urged and quickly ran over to Druski and Urban.

“Next time I’m making sure they stay home.” Jack groaned and followed after Clay. “Let’s just join them.” That’s exactly what you did everyone just took turns jumping into the ball pit and playing games like Marco Pollo.

flashback over

While the three of you reminisced over past birthday parties, Jack on the other end was beyond stressed and annoyed.

“Why can’t I go home? I miss my girl and Urban you stink man.” Jack was stuck in a car with Urban, Ace, 2fo and Nemo, Ace was driving around trying to find something to do that’ll pass the time till you texted him to start heading over to the house.

“The question is why do you want to go home so badly? You don’t want to spend your birthday with your brothers?” Ace poured through the review mirror. “Technically I’m his only brother.” Clay chimed in. “You know what I mean Clay.”

“Look I love you all but I miss Y/N, I just wanna shower and be in bed with her.” They all aww’d at Jack. “Let’s just stop at the grocery store then we can head back to your place alright?” Nemo asked him, you had texted him saying you needed ice and then it was safe for them to all head over.

Jack huffed but agreed on going to the store, as long as he was going to see you after he didn’t care what they did.

He opened up his phone and went to his messages and texted you.

Baby 💗

- I miss you so much 😕

“I think your phone is ringing Y/N.” Maggie said, looking down at your phone you noticed it was a message from Jack. “It’s the birthday boy, he said he misses me.” Everyone coo’d including Bryson.

“You definitely got that man wrapped around your finger.” Bryson joked making everyone laugh. “Oh I know I do and I love that for me.” You texted him back saying you missed him as well and that you’d see him soon.

Jack ❤️

- I’ll see you soon Jack, I love you more I can’t wait to give you kisses 🥺💗.

He blushed at your message and smiled. “You two are so cute.” He looked up seeing 2fo practically breathing down his neck. “Wha- what 2fo leave me alone!”

Jack wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to take in this car but he was hoping he’d be out of it soon.

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“Are they almost near?” Neelam asked you while placing Jack’s and Urban’s Pokémon themed cake on the kitchen table, even though it was Jack’s birthday they were also celebrating Urban’s as well.

“Yep Nemo said they are just now pulling up so everyone let’s get in positions.” Everyone scrambled around to find a good hiding place, Maggie and You crouched behind the kitchen counter.

“I can’t see anything.” Jack’s voice came from the hallway. “That’s the point Jack just shush and go along with it.”

“What if you’re all trying to kill us.” Urban added on, since he was blindfolded as well. “Please the two of you goofball aren’t worth jail time.” Ace said.

Once you heard the doorbell giggle and open a crack that’s when you quickly switched the light on and everyone jumped up screaming “Happy Birthday Jack and Urban!!”

“Wait you guys did all of this for us?” Jack smiled wide but his smile widened even more when he finally made eye contact with you, he made grabby hands meaning he wanted you to come closer to him.

“Well more like Y/N did, we all just helped her but she really put all of this together.” Bryson said.

Jack looked down at you and smiled, “You know you didn't have to do all of this baby, I would've been completely fine with just spending the night with you.”

"I know I didn't but I did this because I love you and you’re always spoiling me so it’s only right I spoil you back, but you won’t be getting your gift till later on tonight, if you know what I mean.” You winked at him and removed yourself from his hold to go mingle and party. He raised his eyebrows and smirked but followed after you.

Eventually the party ended up dying down Jack and You laid on the couch together. Him laying down with you laying on top of him. He rubbed small circles on your back. “Thank you again baby for this I had fun.” When you didn’t respond he looked down at you and shook his head seeing your fast asleep.

“Sweet dreams baby, I love you so so much you have no fucking idea.” Jack was thankful that night he was thankful he had his friends and family and most of all he was thankful he had someone like you.

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Synopsis: Stephon (Swerve) Strickland's childhood best friend's baby sister has a birthday party...

Word Count: 2,166.

A/N: *fans self* I guess something about Swerve brings out my nasty lol. I had fun writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it! Written to the same song by Tyla.

Ratings/Warnings: Grown. Alcohol Use. Devil's Lettuce Use. Unprotected Sex.

“Happy birthday!”

The room burst with cheers as I walked through the door of my older brother’s house. I was dressed in a mid-length cowl cocktail dress under the impression my brother was taking me out to dinner with my family. Instead, I see my family and all of our closest friends gathered in his living room which has been fully decorated in my favorite color for my birthday. There was even an arch of balloons that led to his backyard.

“You didn’t think we were gonna let you turn 29 and not celebrate, did you?” My brother, Shawn, teased. I punched his arm playfully.

“29 is such a boring age. The real party is 30,” I retorted.

“Not in this family, every year is a party!” My mom interjected from the crowd causing everyone to laugh.

The party quickly got into swing as friends old and new mingled. Through the crowd, I saw my brother’s childhood best friend, Stephon, come towards me.

“Stephie!” I cried.

He smiles, “I have not heard you say that in forever.”

I blushed. “It hasn’t been that long since the last time I saw you.”

He raised his eyebrows, I could see him do the mental math.

“There was your grandmother’s funeral…” he started

“Then the family reunion. You and Shawn were too busy trying to flirt with these girls on vacation.”

“Hey! In my defense, your brother did marry one of them.” He put his hands up defensively.

“And that was what? A year ago? It sounds like we see each other all the time.”

“Yeah,” He started, his eyes focusing in on me. I couldn’t help but heat up underneath his gaze. He opened his mouth to say more but my brother’s wife, Angie, walked toward us.

“What are you guys doing?” She said, her tone teasing.

I blushed, and Stephon backed away. It wasn’t until Angie’s presence I realized how close our bodies were to each other.

“Nothing!”‌ I said quickly, not helping the situation.

“We were just calculating the last time we had a conversation with each other,” Stephon rolled over my awkwardness.

Angie raised her eyebrows. “Well you two love birds don’t take too long, there is a whole party here!” She said before walking away to the food table.

My face was beet-red as Stephon laughed.

“I’m gonna go…” I trailed off, walking aimlessly to the backyard.

“Cam?…Camila!” I could hear him call after me but I slipped through the door and had a conversation with the first person who made eye contact with me.

***

I avoided Stephon for the rest of the party. I could feel his eyes throughout the night as I skated through conversations, ate food, or made a drink pretending he wasn’t watching me.

It was a little after midnight the party started to die down and it was only my brother, his wife, and Stephon left. We were all sitting outside on their back porch, stargazing.

“You’re wasted, babe,” Angie teased my brother.

“That is the last time I trust Aunt Maya with the house punch,” my brother hiccuped.

“She overdoes it every time, don’t you remember Thanksgiving of 2015? Everyone was wasted before the turkey,” I laughed causing Stephon to join me.

“I remember that! I came for dessert and everyone was throwing up or asleep,” He added.

“You’re sober, Steph. Why don’t you take the birthday girl home?” Angie smiled.

She knew what she was doing, but Steph obliged in being naive.

He took the hint to go and got up from the porch.

“Your chariot awaits, madam,” He teased putting out his hand to me.

I rolled my eyes and took it, letting him pull me up. I lost my balance, causing him to pull me to him, holding my shoulders.

“Woah!” I said, catching my balance. I looked up at Stephon and began to feel the warmth I felt earlier that night.

“Let’s take you home,” he mumbled.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

The walk to his car was quiet. He opened the door for me and strapped the seatbelt.

“You don’t have to,” I argued.

“I want to,” He replied before checking my dress wasn’t hanging over before closing the door.

“Do you still live in Glenmont?” He asked, pulling up his phone’s GPS.

I nodded.

He turned on the radio and a Tyla song began to fill the air.

“I love this song!” I shouted, realizing how much alcohol I consumed that evening.

He smiled and left the station as it was before driving off. It was a hot night so he let his windows down and opened up his sunroof. I loved the night sky so I took the view from his sunroof in.

“Is this a new car?” I asked.

He nodded. “I’m working with a good promotion now. Things are steady.”

I understood and let the song finish and a new one filled the air. Stephon and Shawn met each other in the first grade. He’s been in my life longer than the years without. When I was a teenager I used to have a massive crush on him but he enlisted and didn’t give me the time of day beyond being Shawn’s baby sister. I stuffed those feelings in me for over a decade.

Could there really be a chance?

Stephon took the exit off the highway and began to approach the quiet street where my house resided. As he parked in front of my place, he took the keys out of the ignition.

“I have a birthday present for you that I didn’t want to give you in front of your family,” he started.

“Oh? And what is it?” I inquired.

“Open the glove box.” He smiled.

I opened the glovebox and found a rectangular box wrapped in gold paper. I unraveled it to reveal a pack of gold-foiled pre-rolled joints. I squealed at the sight.

“How did you know I had my eyes on these wrappers?”

“You should be more careful about what you like on Twitter.”

“Who checks other people’s Twitter likes?” I tease.

"People who care for you do," he shrugged.

He took the pack from my hands, opening and taking one out. He takes the lighter from the compartment and lights it for me, passing it over.

I take it and inhale deeply, feeling the effects instantly.

I exhaled. The night air felt sticky from the humidity.

I take another puff.

He watches me intently.

I feel like a teenager again.

"What if I told you that I liked you and have liked you since I was 15?"

He looks at me surprised. "I didn't know that."

"You never paid attention. Even when you left for the military. I used to bug my mom to send you a care package under the guise it was from all of us."

I pass the joint over. He takes it and smokes it.

"You're drunk, Cam."

"Not that drunk, Stephie," I mocked, taking the joint back.

"What would happen if I told you that I liked you?" he asked

"Then I'd say you're full of shit," I took a hit.

"Well I like you, Camila," He said.

I could hear the honesty in his voice.

"Stephie," I started.

"Cam," He mocked.

He took the joint.

I watch him take a drag. I take a second to think, the high hitting me harder than I expected.

"Okay, then why didn't you make a move on me back in the day?"

"You're Shawn's sister. I've seen a side of him you haven't. I never wanted to be on the receiving end of his fists."

I rolled my eyes, "Shawn loves you. He'd understand."

"You're also 4 years younger than me."

"So?"

"You just turned 15 when I left for basic training. It wasn't right."

"So you're telling me that if I was older, you would've made a move?"

"Probably."

He put out the joint.

"Well, I'm 29 now," I declared.

"You are."

"So?"

"You tell me."

He leans into me and presses his lips against mine, gently. I returned the kiss, the effects of the joint mixing with the alcohol made everything more sensitive. I felt myself moan against him as I let him open my mouth with his tongue.

We parted for a brief moment.

"Let's go inside."

I guided him to my bedroom. We slowly took each other's clothes off, kissing and licking each inch of skin we exposed.

I let my hands caress his face and ran my hands through his locs. They were up in a ponytail, but he took off the elastic to let them hang down. When we were fully naked, I got down on my knees and kissed his happy trail and thighs before taking him in my mouth. He took his head back and moaned my name. I rolled my tongue around him as he took a clump of my hair into his hand.

"Who taught you this?" he teased.

"I've had practice" I smirked, before returning to the task at hand.

I took as much of him in as I could before gagging, causing him to let out a deep moan. He pulled me away from him and brought me back up, pushing me onto my bed. He spread open my legs and began to teasingly kiss my toes. He was deliberately slow kissing upwards to my thighs, hips, and up to my breast where his tongue began to suckle and play with. His hands finally found my sweetness. He let his thumb and middle finger find my bud as his other fingers massaged my folds.

I moaned loudly.

"Shhh, don't wake up the neighbors," he teased before continuing his assault on my breast.

When his finger finally entered me, I arched my back at the sensation. I couldn't contain my moans as his finger curled in me and his thumb pressed hard on my bud.

"Stephie!"

"Shhh," he reminded me before switching his attention to my other breast.

When his tongue met my nipple, it sent a shockwave down my body and into my core.

"Stephie, I need you," I whispered.

"Not yet," he replied.

His finger quickened its pace and another digit entered me. I cried out in pleasure, not caring about the neighbors anymore.

"Fuck," I whimpered.

He released himself from my nipple, leaning over my pussy. He began to eat me out. My legs were shaking in an instant. He took his free hand and pushed down on my stomach.

"Stephonnn," I whined.

I could feel myself coming close. I couldn't form a sentence, instead, my moans increased in pitch.

He pulled his face away and let his thumb continue the assault on my bud. He suspended me right at the edge, waiting.

"Stephie, pleaseee," I begged.

He smiled before taking my bud into his mouth, sucking and rolling his tongue one last time before pulling away.

I moaned, being so close yet so far from orgasm.

"Do you have a condom?"

"I have an IUD," I replied.

"Birth control, huh?" He teased, entering me.

I was moaning before I could think of a quick enough retort. He was stretching me out in the best way.

"Fuck, Stephie," I cried.

"Cam," he groaned.

He continued to push deeper into me, causing me to roll my eyes and arch my back. I wasn't going to last long from all of the teasing.

"Stephie, Stephie, Stephie," I panted in his ear as he fucked me.

"Come, baby," he said.

That was the only thing I needed as my orgasm came over me, hard. He thrusted harder, riding it out and talking me through it.

"You're doing so good, baby."

"Fucking beautiful,"

"I love how your pussy is gripping me,"

My body was twitching as he continued to fuck me through my orgasm, not letting up.

"Don't stop," I begged.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned.

"Please," I said, feeling another orgasm creeping.

"That's right, cum for me, baby."

His command made me lose it as a second, even stronger, orgasm washed over me.

"You're taking me so well," he encouraged.

I couldn't stop the string of curse words that were escaping me.

"I'm so fucking close," He groaned.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back, kissing me. It was sloppy and desperate.

"Fuck, Cam, you feel so fucking good."

"Cum in me, Stephie."

That was the final straw. With a few more thrusts he released inside of me. His moans were deep, almost a growl.

He slowly rode out his orgasm before pulling out.

"You're amazing," He mumbled, kissing my forehead before leaving the room.

I couldn't reply. I was spent. He returned with a warm washcloth and cleaned me up, then himself. He pulled the covers over us and cuddled me, holding me against his chest.

"Happy Birthday, Cam," He mumbled, falling asleep.

"Thank you, Stephie," I said, before falling asleep.

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A/n: hello readers! Here’s a small update. I know I said I would upload Monday but things got in the way. I hope you like this, please don’t hesitate to submit your requests. I would love to hear your feedback! Sorry for any editing issues! I tried to post by today! Thank you for reading and Happy Birthday Harry!

You and Harry have been best friends for years. Both of you have an immense amount of love for each other. You’ve never dated one another, one reason being that you didn’t want to risk the friendship you have. Both of you hame been inseparable since you became friends 10 years ago. You’ve helped him through heartaches, through panic attacks, through successes, etc. He has done the same for you, although not as frequent now that he’s talking to someone.

Although you want Harry to be happy, you find yourself disliking when he started a new romance.in the past it wasn’t an issue but once the relationships were more serious and were longer, he would distance. Obviously, you understood his reasoning behind it, but you never understood why some females were weirded out about their partners having a female best friend. With this relationship, you first found his girlfriend to be super chill. She was nice at first but as the months passed by, she would start hogging up Harry. He barely had any time for you anymore which hurt. Tom says to give it time, but you felt neglected.

This week though you had to suppress those feelings because Harry’s birthday was in the next few days. You were super excited since you wanted to throw a surprise party with all of his friends and family. He was currently in London and would be coming back to California the day before his birthday. Jon assured you that Harry will not be at his house that day. This gave you the opportunity to go all out on the decorations. You made sure that the invitations were given to all the guests last month. You had also ordered his cake a couple of weeks prior. Catering was also taken care of. This was your big project, and you were so happy to surprise him. You just hoped everything ran smoothly.

The week passed by pretty quickly and Harry’s birthday was tomorrow. You got up super early and went to Harry’s house to start decorating. His house was huge, in your opinion, which meant that you would literally take all day with decorating. Jon was helping you get everything ready. You decided that majority of the decorations was to be black decorations. This would allow for the picture-perfect pictures that the guests could take. For balloons you had purchased a bunch of black balloons with a bunch of clear LED balloons to light up the ceiling and staircase. Of course, you also got gold and silver decorations and balloons to give it pop. The day flew by so quickly and you didn’t realize it was dinner time. “You want to order take-out", Tom asks, sitting on the floor tired of helping you with placing the balloons. “Sure, you know my order right”, you say, placing the last balloon on the arch. “Yeah, Ill be right back”, he says before exiting the house.

You looked around the room and was super proud of the work you and Tom did. You were also thankful that he went to the liquor store to stock up on everything that involves alcohol. As you were picking up the garbage that was left on the floor you felt your phone ring. Once you saw who it was your face lit up. Harry. “Hey stranger", you answered the phone. You haven’t spoken to him since he went to London. Although you were happy to near his voice, you were soon sad when it wasn’t him on the other line, it was his girlfriend. “Y/n, hi, it’s H/G/N”, she says, although her friendliness sounded fake. “Hey. As everything alright? Why’re you using Harry’s phone?”, you ask with a bit of concern. "Everything is alright. I just wanted to talk to you about tomorrow's celebration", she says. What could she possibly want to talk about. All she had to do was bring him here. “Okay. What’s up”, you say, taking a seat on the steps of the staircase. “Listen, I know you’re his friend, but I would prefer if you not be there”, she says.

You were shocked. You really tried processing what she just said. "Hello?", you hear on the other line. “You’ve kidding right?”, you say. You hear a snarky giggle on the other end. “No, I’m not kidding. Me and Harry are in a good place right now, and I don’t want your presence to ruin that”, she says. You were fuming. “You have some fucking nerve telling me not to attend this”, you yelled. “Listen, I’m his girlfriend, not you. His family is attending, and I want to make a good impression and I don’t want you in the middle of it”, she says. You scoffed at her reasoning. “If you really want him to be happy, and if you are really his best friend, then you would do this for him, for us”, she says. “Why do you dislike me so much?”, you ask. The front door opened showing Tom with a bag of food. He scrunched his eyebrows looking at you. You put the phone on speaker so he could listen. “I don’t need to discuss those reasons with you. Just stay away from Harry. I asked you nicely, and it would be such a shame if I create a scene at his birthday party. You decide”, she says and hangs up.

“Was that?”, he starts asking but cut him off. “Yeah. You wanna know what she asked me to do?”, your chest was pounding rapidly at how angry you were. You could hear your heartbeat pounding in your chest. “What?”, he asks. “She asked me to not show up tomorrow night or else she’ll cause a scene”, you say. “What the fuck. She can’t be serious", he says, sitting down next to you on the stairs. “I’m not sure, but I don’t want her creating a scene. We’ve worked so hard Tom. His family will be here as well. I don’t want things to be awkward”, you say. “Still, he’ll question you not being here”, he says. “I know, just tell him I had something to do”, you say defeated. Nothing was going to ruin his special day and if that meant you had to stay away, then so be it.

The next day quickly came. You slept in Harry’s house in order to prepare any last-minute details. Throughout the day you made sure everything was okay before you left to your apartment. The day that you were so happy about turned into a gloomy day since you weren’t going to be with the person you cared about the most. “Okay Tom, cake is here, caterers are here, DJ is setting up now. Everything should be ready”, you say looking around one last time. “It’s perfect. You did amazing", he says. “We did amazing", you clarify causing him to chuckle. “You planned it, I just helped. I can’t believe you’re really not coming”, he says. “It’s for the best Tom. I’m not letting her ruin his day”, you say. You looked at the time, 5pm. Guests should be arriving soon. “Okay Tom. It’s my time to go. Promise me you’ll make him have an unforgettable birthday?", you say. “I promise", he reassures. You gave him a hug and walked out the house.

The car ride was silent. You couldn’t believe you actually listened to her, but you knew it was for the best. You arrived at your apartment building. You parked and event upstairs. You were exhausted. You put your stuff down, sleep demanding its presence as you laid down on the couch and closed your eyes, sleep overtaking you.

HARRY’S POV:

30. today I turn 30. How the years have flown by. I was happy to some extent with where my life is right now. I had my mom and Gemma, both who were healthy. I had a great group of friends who truly care for me. I also had Y/N. My confidant. My partner in crime. My ride or die. My rock. I know she distances herself due to my relationships which saddens me. I thought a trip back to London would help but it hadn’t. My girlfriend and I were nonstop arguing about the same thing… my friendship with y/n. She wanted me to not talk to her anymore, and at first, I distanced myself from y/n to make her happy. That worked for a bit, but the topic came up again. During this trip I made it abundantly clear that y/n wasn’t going anywhere.

I was excited to see y/n again, to see her beautiful face, see her beautiful smile that brightens my day. I miss her tremendously and its my fault that I let it get to this point. Tom said earlier to get ready and to dress nicely, black tie event. He didn’t specify but mentioned I would be comfortable. I decided on wearing my dark emerald, green suit, with a pastel green satin button up underneath. This outfit has to be one of my favorites. Y/n chose this outfit, says it brings out my eyes, which I agree. I leave the first few buttons of my shirt unbuttoned. As I look at myself in the mirror, I think about what I’m going to say to y/n. I feel a pair of small hands wrap around my torso from behind. I took a deep breath and turned around to face her. “You look very handsome birthday boy”, she says, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Thank you”, I say forcing a smile on my face. She leans up and kisses my lips, she leans to the side trying to deepen the kiss, but I pull away, not wanting to do anything with her after our horrible trip.

She notices my mood but doesn’t say anything. “Are you almost ready? Tom keeps asking when we’ll be there", I say fixing my collar. “I’m ready when you are”, she says, grabbing her belongings from the bed. I spray some cologne and we head out the door. “Do you know where this event is at?”, I ask, still not aware of all the details. Wouldn’t you like to know. I have to put this on you, no peaking", she says, taking a blindfold out of her purse and wrapping it around my head to cover my eyes. She leads me towards the vehicle, thanking our driver as she gets in.

The drive feels like forever with the blindfold on, but we arrived at the destination rather quickly. The car door opens, and I feel her small hands take mine. The first thing I feet are small rocks under my shoes. We start walking, her leading the way. “Alright hun, there’s 5 starts ahead so mind your steps”, she says. I step forward and feel the first step. 1, 2,3,4, 5. I stop for a moment and reach on the side, feeling the small bench. I knew it. We were at my house. “Come on Harry”, she says, taking my hand in hers and walking forward. I near the dick of the door open, but all I hear is silence. “Okay, I’m gonna take the blindfold off now”, one says, reaching behind my head Te untie the knot she made. As soon as the blindfold left my eyes, everyone in front of me yelled 'surprise!’. I looked around the room looking at all the familiar faces. Tom was there. Mitch. All of my friends. But then I saw my mum and Gemma. A huge smile plastered on my face, and I hurried to embrace them in a hug. “Oh homey, happy birthday!", my mum says to me, kissing my cheek. “Happy birthday little brother", Gemma says embracing me in a hug. “I’m so happy you’re both here”, I say to them.

Before they could say anything, a pair of hands gripped my shoulders. I turned to see Tom. “Happy birthday mate”, he says embracing me in a hug. “Thank you, mate. The place looks incredible “, I say, complimenting all of the detailed decorations that adorned my home.it has y/n’s name written all over it. “You can thank y/n for that”, he says. “Where is she?”, I say looking around the room in hopes of finding her. My attention turns back to Tom, who still hasn’t answered my question. “Mate?”, I question, but before he could answer I fee her hand tug on mine. “Harry come say his to your quests”, she says, dragging me to greet everyone. There’s no sign of her.

I said hello to everyone and thanked them for coming. I was getting irritated at the fact that y/n wasn’t here. It was so unlike her, especially since the took time to decorate. “If you’re excuse me a moment”, I say, walking away from the group I was conversing with and walked over to Tom. I grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the hallway. “Hey mate! That hurts”, he whines, loosening the tight grip I had on his arm. “Enough with the bullshit Tom. Why is she not here?!”, I whispered rather harshly. He took a moment before answering, looking around so no one was watching. “Your girlfriend", he says. I scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion. “I was helping y/n with getting everything set up. I went to buy us some food and when I got back, she was on the phone. The caller ID on her phone said it was you, but it was your girlfriend. Basically, she said that she didn’t want y/n to be here since you guys were in a “good place”, and if she did show up, she would cause a scene. You know how y/n is, putting others before herself. She didn’t show up because of her, because she wanted your day to be special", he finished.

I grab my phone and search my call history, looking at the entry that was made yesterday. When did she even get access to my phone? I didn’t know what to do with her. All I know right now is that I needed to find y/n. “Mate I need you to cover for me”, I tell him. “Where you going?”, he asks. “Going to bring y/n here”, I say. “Sure thing”, he says patting my shoulder. I snuck back to the main area and maneuvered my way towards the exit. Quickly I headed to the garage and got into my car. Her apartment will be the first place I’ll check. I drone out of my driveway and drove the streets of Los Angeles. Her apartment wasn’t that far away from my house, arriving in only 15 minutes. I parked my car in the lot and headed inside. I took the elevator and sped down her floor. Once in front of her apartment door, I knocked on it, rather loudly due to the adrenaline in my system. Hopefully She’s here.

Y/n POV:

After my nap, which I desperately needed. I then took a well needed shower, to relax my body. I was sad to say the least, wishing that I was at the party. I could just picture his face seeing everyone that attended, especially Anne and Gemma. He hasn’t seen them in a while, and I thought it would make him happy seeing them. I was currently in the kitchen pouring myself a glass of wine when I heard knocking at the front door. You put the glass down and walked over to the door, looking through the peephole. Harry. On gosh. You opened the door, and he walked right in without a word. “Harry, what are you doing here?”, you calmly say, closing your door. All you could near was his meany breathing, sounding like he just ran a marathon.

“Harry what’s wrong?”, you ask, a bit concerned now since he hasn’t said anything. “Why weren’t you there?”, he asks. Your heartbeat faster now. You knew that he knew why, especially since he came all this way to asks you this. "Harry... I didn’t want to make this worse for you”, you begin to say. “You wouldn’t”, he says. “You say that now, but she would make it worse. She doesn’t want me near you”, I say. “Il don’t care. You’re my best friend. She has to underst-", "she doesn’t Harry”, you cut him off. “She doesn’t care “, you say, watching his tall figure pace back and forth. He rubbed his eyes and suddenly walked towards you. He cupped your face with his hands his lips kissing your forehead.

Your eyes instantly closed at the feeling of his lips on your skin. You took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of his cologne. God, you loved his cologne. “I don’t care who I’m with, or end up with, you will always come first, do you hear me?”, he says against your skin. Your hands reached up to attach around his wrists. Looking up, you stare into his beautiful eyes that hold so much emotion. “All I care about is your happiness, Harry. I cannot be the person who stops you-”, before you could finish your sentence you feel his lips attach to yours.

His lips were like heaven. They were so soft against yours. He literally took your breath away. You both pulled apart, but you maintained your eyes closed wanting to savor the moment a bit longer. You opened your eyes, meeting his that were already on you. “Hi”, he whispered, a small smile playing on his lips. “Hi”, you breathlessly say. “Come with me back to the house”, he says. “But-” you begin. “I won't take no for an answer”, he teasingly says. “H.”, before you could protest, he’s dragging you into your room. “Sit. I’ll pick out your dress”, he says. At this point you surrender and allowed him to have his moment. "Perfect. Here, put this on”, he says, handing you a long silky dress. It’s the same color as his buttoned-up shirt. You vividly remember the day he got you the dress.it was the same day he got the tux he’s wearing now.

You didn’t bother to argue and did what he asked you to do. Quickly you went into the bathroom and put the dress on. This was your favorite dress, and it wasn’t because Harry had picked it out. You quickly curled your hair and did your makeup, before walking out the door. He immediately stood up from the bed when he saw you. “Wow you look beautiful", he says causing a small blush to creep up on your cheeks. “I grabbed your things hope that’s alright?", he says. You nod, trusting him. “Okay, Lets go”, he says, twirling you around in the process. Once you put your heels on you walked out the door and headed towards the party. You were a bit nervous considering all the thoughts that were running through your head. “We’ll be alright", he whispered as he opened the door for you. You smiled, getting in. He got into his side of the car, and we made our way to his house.

The drive was short and soon he was parking his car in the garage. Once parked, he went to your side and helped you out. Hand in hand you made your way inside. Before you waked into the main room, you stopped him in the hallway. “What’s wrong?”, he asked, furrowing his eyebrows. “We can’t walk in hand in hand Harry. You go in first”, you tell him, withdrawing your hand from his and pushing him lightly to walk. Once he walked into the room, you heard clapping, guessing that people were looking for him. “Look who I found”, he says motioning towards you as you walked into the room. A bunch of greetings came your way, becoming a bit overwhelming due to the anxiety building up. “Hey there”, Tom said pulling you into a hug. “Hey”, you say. “Don’t worry. I know you’re getting anxious. We got you”, he whispers. Your anxiousness wasn’t because you were afraid, it was not knowing what she was capable of doing. You looked around the room to see where Anne and Gemma were, wanting to say hi. But you were met with daggers by his girlfriend. You just stared at her, she is staring at you, just keeping direct eye contact. You decided to break it and walk over to Anne.

“Oh, sweetheart its so nice to see you again “, Anne says embracing you in a tight hug. “The missed you so much Anne, you say, placing a kiss on her cheek. “You look more beautiful every time I see you”, she compliments. “Thank you, Anne, you look younger every time I See you”, you compliment back making her blush. “There is my favorite girl”, you hear Gemma say loudly as she shimmies her way through people with 3 drinks in her hand. She hands one to Anne, then you, keeping the other one for herself. Before you say anything, she embraces you in a tight hug. “We have to hang out more. I’ve missed you. You need to come to London more often”, she says making you laugh. “Maybe next month yeah?”, you suggest making her nod.

You continued with the small talk until you felt tapping on your shoulder. You turn to see his girlfriend standing there with a smirk. “Can I talk with you for a minute?", she says. You forced a smile, nodding your head. You turned around and excused yourself from Anne and Gemma. She walked towards the hallway where no one was around. What are you doing here, I thought we had an agreement “, she cuts to the point. “Harry came looking for me”, you say. “And you couldn’t make an excuse?", the retaliated. Now you were getting placed off your eyes rolling at her comment. “What did you want me to do? He came to my department and insisted", you defend. “And to be completely honest with you, I don’t need to deal with your shit. I don’t know who you think a to keep demanding shit”, you say, raising your voice at how mad you were getting. “You just can’t seem to leave Harry alone can’t you. You’re like his little puppy, always around”, she spits out. “On honey you’re so delusional. Harry and I have been friends since before you two met. If I’m always there is because he wishes, not because I’m looking for him”, you utter back. “You better stay away, I mean it”, she says. You couldn’t help but smirk at her comment. “Or else what? “, you say. Before you could say anything else, she slaps you the stinging making itself prominent on your skin.

“You bitch”, you yell, slapping her right back. Before you knew it, you were both fighting and yelling in the hallway. Slamming each other against the wall and saying insults to one another. Before you could slap her again, you heard yelling, and someone's arms wrap around your waist pulling you away from her. You tried getting away from their grip, but they were too strong Tom was holding her back, she was trying to pull away from his grip. “Y/n, calm down”, you hear Harry say pulling you into the kitchen. Tim fine. I’m fine”, you assured. “Are you sure?”, he asks before letting you go. “Yeah”, you breathlessly say feeling his arms release you. You paced around the kitchen trying to calm down your anger and frustration. Your head was pounding, your face hot and red, your palms sweaty. Harry gave you space and went back to his girlfriend. Thank God people weren’t aware of the situation, the loud music muffling the yelling that was taking place seconds ago. You look down at your arms noticing scratch marks going down. You went to the sink to rinse them, the water stinging the cut.

“Hey, are you okay?”, Tom says rubbing your back as you cleaned your scratch marks. “Jean, I’m fine now”, you say, leaning against the counter and feeling your tears building up in your eyes. “Hey, come here”, he says embracing you in a much-needed hug. “The one thing I tried to avoid happened", you cry. You were so angry. “Shh, everything will be okay”, he says. You pull away and nod, wiping your tears away. “Come on, lets grab you a drink”, he says leading you to the bar.

Harry POV:

I was beyond pissed and disappointed. We were currently in my bedroom, hearing her yell and scream as she continued to talk shit about y/n. I’ve had enough. I couldn’t do this anymore. “I can’t stand her Harry. She’s always around every time were here or we hang out. She’s like a lost puppy.” "Enough!", I yell, silencing her completely. “I’m not letting her go. I’m not going to choose between the two of you because you and a both know that you want like the answer that I will give you. If she’s always around is because I choose to have her around. She’s, my comfort. She’s my best friend, why don’t you get that”, I angrily say. “I can’t do this anymore. The fighting and bickering. I won’t do it, I’m sorry” I say. She has tears in her eyes, but I refuse to let her tears influence my decision. “Harry, baby, I’m sorry. Ill change”, she says, grabbing my hand. I pull them away, not wanting to give her hope. I was tired. “I can’t do this. I cannot be with you anymore", I say, avoiding eye contact with her. "Harry.", “No, don’t make this harder than it has to be we’re done. Its best if you leave. I can call you an Uber or drop”, “No, I don’t want you to do me any favor. I’ll leave on my own”, she says, getting up and leaving the room.

I wait a couple minutes before exiting my room and walking downstairs. I examined the house, and she was nowhere to be found. She was gone. I walk up to the bar seeing y/n and Tom having a drink. Without saying a word, I hug y/n tightly. “I’m so sorry”, I mumble against her forehead. “It’s not your fault Harry”, she says pulling away and grabbing a tequila shot from the counter. “Here, this is for you”, she says, taking the other glass for herself and the other for Tom. “Happy 30th birthday Harry”, she says raising the shot glass to do a small cheer before drinking the shot without making a face. The clear liquid burned my throat as it made its way down. “Now, let’s get Harry fucked up”, Tom says. We cheered and that’s exactly what happened.

Y/n POV:

You awake on top of someone's chest. You were in a bedroom, in a bed. Your head was pounding. Everything from last night was a slight blur at first, your brain not functioning correctly as you tried to wake up. You looked to your side and saw Harry rubbing his eyes and waking up. “Ugh, what time is it”, he groggily says. “Il don’t know “, you whine the brightness of the room becoming too much for your eyes. You got up and abut the blinds making the room dark. “Thank you”, Harry says. You sat back down on the bed and stretched the sleep out of your system. “how’d we get up here?”, he asks. You shrug your shoulders, not knowing yourself. “I’m gonna freshen up. Be right back”, you mumbled walking towards the bathroom to brush your teeth. Harry always had extra. Harry walked in behind you to do the same. He was still wearing the same outfit from last night minus the blazer. You were still wearing the dress.

He stared at you through the mirror in front of you as both were brushing, he had a playful smirk on his face, watching you intently, his gaze sending shivers down your spine. You lean down and spit the toothpaste out your mouth and rinse. He reciprocated your actions, walking back into the room once done. He plopped down on his bed, patting the imply space beside him. You walked towards the bed lying next to him, your back laying flatly on the mattress. He played on his side, his hand supporting his head as he looked down at you.it was a peaceful silence between the two of you. With his free hand, he placed it on top of yours that were fiddling against each other. He separated your hands, taking one in his large one and bringing up to his lips. His soft lips pressed against the back of your hand comforting you immediately. “Thank you for everything last night.it meant everything to me”, he says lightly. You couldn’t help but smile as he placed your entertained hands on your torso. “It did?”, you ask. “Mmhm your best one yet. Although, I’m starting to think that you try to outdo yourself every year”, he says making you laugh knowing that it was true.

“Sorry about the fight”, you apologize, your gaze still on your hands, his thumb caressing your skin. “Don’t be, it wasn’t working out anyway", he says. “Yeah, but still. The one thing I was avoiding happened", you say. “Well, is the fight wouldn’t have happened, then I wouldn’t have broken up with her’, he confesses. “You broke up?”, you say. “Mmhm” he replies. “I told her that I wasn’t going to choose between the two because she wouldn’t like my answer”, he calmly says which causes you to finally look up at him. “What?”, you say causing him to chuckle at your reaction. “I will always choose you y/n. Always” he says. He leans down and brushes his lips against yours. “Harry”, you whispered. “Tell me to stop”, he says leaning closer. You didn’t want him to stop. “I don’t want you to stop”, you say causing a smirk to appear on his face as he closed the gap between the two of you to attach your lips together. He leaned over your body completely on top of you, your hands placed on his face. His tongue lapped against your lips asking for permission to enter. Without hesitation you allowed him to slide his tongue into your mouth, you do the same, exploring his mouth.

His hands left the side of your head and roamed down your body landing on your hip. As the kiss deepened, his grip tightened. “Gosh, I want you so bad”, he mumbles against your lips. ‘Have me”, you say, biting his bottom lip in the process.it is lips moved down your face and onto your neck, kissing and licking you, sending tingles all over your body. You couldn’t help but let out a small moan come out of your swollen lips as he harshly sucked a spot on your neck. The need for one another was becoming stronger, your legs wrapping around his waist, bringing him closer to you. He slowly began moving his hips against your, the friction making you wet. You both het out a moan as the tension deepened, your breathing picking up as your touches became more needy. “No foreplay Harry”, you mumble, his response only a groan. He detached his lips from your neck as he unbuttoned his stacks to pull down his pants and boxers. With fidgety fingers you lift up your dress exposing your panties. “Fucking hell”, he mumbles. Without hesitation he takes your parties off throwing them to the side. You lift yourself up, holding your body up anticipating his next more.

“You look so fucking sexy like this”, he says grabbing your hips and pulling you closer. Aligning himself at your entrance, he said himself in causing a moan to come out of both of you. His hard dick stretching your wet walls. Before he could even move there was a knock on his door, his mother to be precise. “Harry darling. Are you up? I’ve made breakfast", she says. Trying to control his breathing he waited to answer. “Uh yea mum. Just give me a couple of minutes”, he shakily says causing you to silently laugh. “Alright don’t be too long honey”, she says her footsteps becoming distant as she walked away from the door. “Fuck, we have to be quick love”, he pants as he thrusts into you. He felt so good inside you, your small whines becoming more frequent as he thrusts in and out of you rapidly. He grabbed your thighs squeezing them as he thrusts.

“Oh, fuck Harry, please don’t stop”, you moan out, feeling your climax approaching. “Fuck baby; you feel so good. I’m close”, he pants. “Me too “, you pant. With just a couple more thrust, and the bed squeaking, you both reached your climax, immediately holding each other like your life depended on it. Once you both calmed down, he withdrew from you and put your panties back on. “That was amazing", he says kissing your lips. He pulled his pants up to get ready. “As much as I want to stay here longer, my mother”, “I know Harry, let’s go”, you say making yourself presentable. Hand in hand you walked downstairs and enjoyed breakfast. Definitely tops any other birthday celebration.

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Valentine's Day Balloon Decoration Ideas

We'll look at seven original Valentine's Day balloon decoration ideas in this blog post that are sure to wow your significant other. These suggestions will make your day even more memorable, whether you're in Dubai or somewhere else.

Heart-Sized Arch for Balloons:

A balloon arch in the shape of a heart may turn any area into a refuge of love. Your Valentine's Day celebrations will have a breathtaking backdrop thanks to this classic and elegant décor design. A balloon arch in the shape of a heart creates the ideal atmosphere for any occasion, including special events and romantic dinners at home.

Bouquets of floating balloons:

Use floating balloon bouquets to give a modern twist to the traditional floral arrangement. To add a quirky and unique touch, mix and match colours and knot exquisite ribbons. Go to a trustworthy balloon shop in Dubai to select from a wide selection of balloons that fit your partner's tastes.

Personalized Balloon Messages:

Spell out your love with personalized balloon messages. Choose balloons in various sizes and colors, then attach romantic notes or messages expressing your feelings. This unique twist on traditional love notes adds an extra layer of charm to your Valentine's Day celebration.

Giant Love Letters:

Create a bold statement with giant balloon letters spelling out "LOVE." These oversized letters make for an eye-catching and Instagram-worthy decoration. Coordinate the colors to match your overall theme, and place them strategically for maximum impact.

Balloon Ceiling Canopy: Turn your space into a love-filled haven by creating a balloon ceiling canopy. Choose balloons in varying shades of red, pink, and white to create a gradient effect. This ethereal decoration idea adds a touch of romance and intimacy to any setting.

Heart Balloon Wall: Design a stunning heart-shaped balloon wall to serve as a backdrop for your Valentine's Day photos. This captivating decoration not only adds visual appeal but also provides a memorable setting for capturing special moments with your loved one.

The waterfall of balloons centrepiece:

With a balloon cascade centerpiece, your Valentine's Day table will look spectacular. Allow balloons to drop from the table's center, producing an eye-catching and sophisticated show. Your romantic meal will be even more memorable thanks to this distinctive centerpiece.

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Top 5 At-Home Kids Birthday Party Ideas in Calgary 2022 - Party Budha

The COVID pandemic has changed how we think and plan our child's birthday celebrations. Considering the always advancing social removing rules and limitations on indoor get-togethers, at-home birthday celebrations are turning out to be more well known nowadays.

There are a ton of advantages to having little at-home birthday celebrations for youngsters. You don't must have broad arranging in advance, pull children and food, and in particular, Indoor Birthday Parties can be practical and energizing as well whenever done well!

The uplifting news is we have many cool birthday celebration thoughts for youngsters accessible in Calgary. In this blog, we center around the one of a kind and fun party options in Calgary and reject the conspicuous ones that everybody knows.

Calgary Reptile Parties

Type: Party Entertainers

Class: Pets and Education

Ideal for: Boys and Girls

Age Group: Ideal for a wide age bunch, express 1 to 14

Value: Starts at $160

An incentive for Money: 3/5

Energy Index: 7/10

Party Size: The bundle costs referenced beneath are for gatherings of 10 or under, extra charges apply for bigger gatherings and no charges for grown-ups.

The Reptile Parties is dependably a tomfoolery, instructive, and reasonable type of diversion for commending your kid's birthday. The reptile parties are organized in a manner to request various age gatherings and sizes. Children can meet with different cutthroat reptiles like cordial hairy mythical serpents, astounding frilled winged serpents, brilliant geckos, mind-boggling snakes, everything being equal, and even tarantulas and scorpions, in addition to an 8-foot Surinam red-followed boa constrictor.

Reptiles are planned in light of accessibility and interest. Parties for youngsters seven and under center more around fundamental reptile data while occasions so that more established kids consolidate the exceptional open door might see reptiles very close with schooling, including legitimate consideration and cultivation along with data about protection.

The Calgary Reptile Parties keep on getting extraordinary input and surveys from children and grown-ups the same. The Calgary Reptile Parties was casted a ballot as the top for "Best Entertainment For A Children's Party" in 2011, with "Good Mention" in the 2010 and 2012 Parent's Choice honors, introduced by Calgary's Child Magazine.

Valuing:

The cost goes from $160 to $220 relying upon the highlights accessible in the bundle. You have a couple of bundles to browse!

Charming Tent Parties

Type: Party Rentals

Classification: Sleepover party

Ideal for: Boys and Girls

Age Group: Ideal for pre-youngsters or teens

Value: Starts at $60

An incentive for Money: 3/5

Energy Index: 8/10

Party Size: Every Package accompanies four tents

Give kids a superb and important experience by offering them a brilliant tent sleepover party. Tent gatherings sound invigorating for youngsters since they are generally partial to sleepovers with their BFF. Sleepovers can be more energizing with pretty brightened teepees with your preferred subject, making this an exceptional birthday celebration thought for youngsters.

Enchanting Tent Parties in Calgary offer the absolute best sleep and sleepover party encounters around. They convey tents with many subjects. Their bundles incorporate all that you want to rejuvenate a sleepover party, like tents, frill, and everything expected for the arrangement and enhancement of these tents. The most fascinating reality about them is that they are accountable for the arrangement and takedown of the tents. They likewise offer a styling administration in the event that you want additional assistance with the game plans. They urge the visitors to bring their cushions for cleanliness reasons.

Each sleepover bundle incorporates four tents with

• 4 Mattress

• 4 Sheets and Ultra Plush Blankets

• 4 Breakfast Trays

• 4 Battery worked Lanterns

• 4 Charming Cushions and Accents

• Enriching Garland

The cost goes from 60$ per tent. On the off chance that you are reserving 4 tents, the cost will be $200.

Thrillz On Wheelz

Type: Party on Wheels

Classification: Gaming Truck

Ideal for: Boys and Girls

Age Group: Ideal for youngsters, teenagers, and grown-ups

Value: Starts at $320

An incentive for Money: 3/5

Energy Index: 8/10

Party Size: Up to 20 visitors

Computer games are continuously something that children, pre-teenagers and adolescents are energetic about!

Gaming trucks are the most moving at-home party administration children would adore. Envision a truck completely furnished with a hey tech gaming arrangement, for example, proficient gaming seats, TV screens, sound, gaming gadgets, well known games, and all that you want for gaming.

There are many advantages related with gaming trucks. The main one is that it engages each youngster at the party, no one would feel overlooked. Furthermore, it gives admittance to different games kids long for. In conclusion, it limits the get-together cleanup for guardians as children invest more energy at the gaming truck than inside the house.

THRILLZ ON WHEELZ portable game auditorium is one such party administration accessible in Calgary that offers a definitive party diversion you can bring to your home. Their computer game truck gives agreeable arena seating to up to 26 players. Up to 20 visitors can mess around all the while on five gaming stations. They likewise offer Virtual Reality Gaming, Online games like Fortnite and Apex Legends, and a prepared game mentor to manage everything. They likewise give an extraordinary present to the birthday kid/young lady. That sounds fascinating!

The cost goes from $320 to $350 for 2 hours relying upon the day of the occasion

A Mist Of A Fairies Touch

Type: Party Services

Class: Mobile spa

Ideal for: Girls and Boys

Age Group: Ideal for youngsters and teenagers

Value: Starts at 45$ per visitor

An incentive for Money: 3/5

Fervor Index: 8/10

Party Size: Up to 10 visitors

Young ladies, regardless of the age, are greatly drawn to spa administrations. Thus, envision spa administrations conveyed to your home. It will be so extraordinary, important, and reviving experience. Numerous versatile spa organizations are visiting the area that offers different themed bundles in light of your decision. They contrast from the customary spa as their administrations are solely intended for making your party critical. The bundles are savvy as well.

Spa parties are ideal festivals for birthday celebrations, sleep parties, sweet thirteenth gatherings, or a genuinely necessary lady's night out.

In Calgary, one among them is 'A MIST OF A FAIRIES TOUCH' Mobile Spa for youngsters and teenagers. They offer a modest bunch of energizing spa bundles that give youngsters a bright birthday celebration experience with their dear companions. Each party bundle accompanies a free arrangement. Guardians can sit and unwind while their charm group spoils the visitors.

The cost goes from $45 to $65 in view of the bundle you pick.

Bath Bomb Party By Kate From Sweet As Candy

Type: Party Entertainers

Class: Party at home

Ideal for: Girls

Age Group: Ideal for youngsters and adolescents

Value: Starts at $40 per visitor

An incentive for Money: 4/5

Fervor Index: 9/10

Party Size: Up to 10 visitors

Bath bombs are sheer tomfoolery and energizing! Bath bomb party is exciting, particularly for little children birthday celebrations. A shower bomb party for little ones is an innovative and shocking thought since everything really revolves around imagination, bubble, tomfoolery, and giggling.

There are not many Bath bomb at-home party services prominent in Calgary. One among them is by Kate from SWEET AS CANDY. Kate is a realized shower bomb craftsman in the Calgary district, and she is from Ardie. Kate is an extraordinary party performer and guides every visitor to create their shower bomb as per their variety and flavor decision. She offers a large number of delectable flavors that children would cherish. Toward the finish of the occasion, each visitor would leave with roughly 8 to 9 shower bombs they made without help from anyone else, so guardians don't need to stress over gift sacks or goody packs for the visitor!

The cost goes from $40 per visitor.

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