WRONG NUMBER // B.E

✰ 58 ✰

time skip to december 18th
alysia's pov

"bubbieeee," i dragged out. "wake upppppp."

she stirred, her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she laid her head in my lap and wrapped her arms around my waist. "let me sleep, bro."

i ran my hand through her hair, smiling down at her when she opened her eyes and smiled lazily at me. "happy birthday."

"oh shit, is it really my birthday already?" she asked, a smirk coming to her face when she said "i'ma go to a strip club."

"i'll beat your ass, don't play with me."

she laughed loudly before finding one of my hands and interlacing our fingers. "i'm joking, baby."

"you best be." i grumbled.

she brought our hands up to her face, placing a kiss on my knuckles. "i promise, angel."

i smiled. "good." i used my free hand to pat her side. "get dressed, baby. you've got a big day planned."

"yeah? what are we doing?" she asked, sitting up and stretching.

"it's a surprise."

"darn." she pouted.

"sorry bout it, bubbie."

she sighed as she stood up, her oversized t-shirt going down to a little above her knees. she walked to her closet, looking through her clothes. "anything specific that i need to wear?"

i shrugged. "just something comfortable."

she nodded, then pulled out a matching black gucci outfit.

(this because i suck at explaining outfits)

"yo, do i have time to get a quick shower or?"

"take as long as you need to, b."

she flashed me a toothy grin in response, walking out of the room and across the hall into the bathroom. i got up and walked out of the room, though i went to the living room instead of the bathroom, smiling when i saw finneas sitting on the couch.

"'morning, fin."

"'morning." he replied, looking at me with a smile. "where's bil?"

"she's taking a shower. she'll be out in a bit, though."

"alright, i'll text you whenever we have everything all set up." he explained.