Happy Anniversary, Jaycee

xoxoxox********************************* 

Oh, god, my killer probably has a bomb or something… I was going to be blown to smitherines…

“GET OUT OF MY CLOSET!” I yell, but there was no answer. Then the ringing stops..

“Louis, I heard something”

the phone is quiet

“Louis!!”

no answer.

“I’m going to open that closet, if I’m dead, then it’s your fault!”

i hold the phone up to my left ear, and my knife in my right hand.

Okay…

I creep over to the closet, my hands shaking rapidly.

One…

Two…

THREE!...

I grab both handles and yank it open. Jumping back instantly, holding the knife up.

A figure emerges.

Oh. My. God.

“Stephan?!” I scream, and drop my knife

“HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!” he jumps out of the closet and yells.

“-I was planning on you being too curious to call the cops and open the closet on your own, but NO, I just HAD to get a call from Rebecca”

“I don’t care-“ I run and jump into his arms

“Happy 3 month baby” he says, kissing me sweetly

“Happy 3 month Stephan” I say, kissing him back.

“-buuut, you seriously did scare me”

“Sorry Jay, I was planning on it being spontaneous and a LITTLE scary… not pull the knife out on the boyfriend kinda scary...”

“-oh, god I must’ve scared you”

“No, I knew you wouldn’t have called the police, you’re too curious for that”

I blush, yeah, he was right.

“Jaycee?” my phone began to make a noise

“Jaycee? What is it?” it continued

oops, I had accidentally dialled Louis

“Nothing Lou!, I gotta go bye!”

I hung the phone up and threw it on the couch in my room.

Stephan grabs my waist and lifts me over to my bed

“I have a pres-“

“NO, I told you, NO presents!”

“Too bad!”

he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a velvit box.

It seemed so familiar…

I examined the red velvit with my finger

Where have I seen this before?

“open it” he says, kissing me quickly

“okay okay!” I say, snapping out my thoughts.

I flick open the box, and there, was a beautiful silver heart charm.

“oh my god Stephan, it’s beautiful”

“then it’s exactly perfect for my beautiful girl”

I take out the diamond encrusted fully figured heart and examine it in my palm.

“I figured, since you already have a charm bracelet, why don’t you just add it to your other ones”

I flinch.

..but my other ones were from the boys.

From my boys.

I look down at my charm bracelet, every single free spot was taken.

There was only room for five charms.

“it wont fit with the other ones” I say, twisting the bracelet around

“Easy, just take one off”

I flinch even more

Taking one off was like taking away a boy.

But I can’t hurt Stephen’s feelings.

I twist the bracelet until I get to Harry’s charm.

"I don’t need this one"

I think to myself

"We aren’t even dating anymore, he’s got some new girl, and I’ve got a new guy."

I unclip the half cut heart and place it on my bedside table, exchanging it’s spot for Stephens heart.

It looked so new and shiny compared to all the other ones.

It felt… different somehow

“Looks amazing” he says, kissing me slowly on the lips

“It does” I wimper, hoping it wasn’t too obvious.

“well, I have to go beautiful, I have a surfing lesson, so I’ll catch you tomorrow okay?” he runs his hand through his deep black hair

“Okay baby” I say, grabbing him and kissing him rythimicly until I decided to stop.

“Tomorrow”

“See you tomorrow”

and with that, he climbs out of my window, and down the ladder I placed there.

God, if he could get up that and sneak into my closet, then I’m pretty sure a serial killer could, too.

“you couldn’t of taken the stairs?!” I call out the window

“Nah, this was more romantic”

he says, waving me off.

Oh Stephan, you are amazing.

I walk downstairs and decide to make myself a cup of tea, instantly thinking of the boys as I did so.

Zayn liked 2 sugars in his.

Niall, 2 and a half.

Louis, 3.

Liam, none.

And Harry, No milk, a dab of honey, and no sugar at all.

Funny how I remember that.

It’s funny how it’s been a year and I can still remember every little detail about those boys… I can still remember all the little moments we had, the jokes we shared. (I still laugh at them sometimes, too)

After I finish stirring my milk in, I pick my hot cup up and make my way to the loungeroom.

I am so tired.

But as soon as my customized ringtone for the boys come on, I am instantly wide awake.

I rush upstairs to collect the phone, only to realize it wasn’t on my couch, where I had left it.

“Stephan, this is seriously NOT funny” I mumble, throwing some pillows around, trying to locate the stupid thing.

Baby you light up my world like nobody else,

The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhel-

I see the darn thing shining down the side of the couch

I reach down and pick it up

“Boys?”

“Oh, hey Jay!” Niall says into the phone, a little too excitedly.

“Why are you so happy?”

“we are baking a cake!”

“Oh… why?”

“Just a celebration”

“fun…”

I want to bake a cake, with you guys.

“So, how’s the boys?” I ask

Niall moves away from the phone and calls into the background:

“how are you boys?!”

“good thanks” they all reply in harmony.

“So, where are you all baking this amazing cake?”

there was silence.

“Boys?”

“We are in Harry and Lou’s apartment, this place is so snazzy!” Zayn steps in, obviously covering Niall.

Zayn only covers Niall when he lies.

“Where are you really?, I can tell when you lie”

“nowhere special”

“Fine, don’t tell me, I’m hanging up!”

“Noooo!, don’t!” they all yell

“Well, you guys aren’t telling my anything!, first the quick hangup, and now this? SERIOUSLY?”

I hear a sound come from down the stairs.

Oh god.

Now a serial killer really IS in the house.

“Harry!, you idiot!” I hear Louis yell in the background of the phone

“Sorry!, the bowel was bloody slippery!”

there was another bang downstairs.

“HOLY SHIT!” I scream into the phone.

“Louis!, guys!, help me!”

there was no answer.

Omg, I swear they are useless when it comes to saving someones life.

I click the ‘End Call’ button and creep my way down.

Oh god, I was having major dejavu.

Each step I took, I bloody shook like a leaf.

“shhh! She’s coming!” I hear a voice say, and I jump back

oh my god, I am about to die.

I quickly say my thank-you’s and dedications to all my family members, my dogs, and the boys, of course.

And then I jump out from the staircase.

Stupid, yeah… I know.

“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” I scream

but I couldn’t see anything, because the seral killer had shooken a bag of flour around the whole room, causing it to go all cloudy.

Great, now I had to defend myself… blind.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist, pulling me off the ground.

I start thrashing my arms and legs in the cloudy air.

“PUT ME DOWN!!!” I screech. But no, the attacker isn’t fazed.

just at the right time, I kick my leg backwards, hitting him straight in the privates “Jesus Jaycee!” he sluurs

he drops me and I fly towards the ground.

It’s then that I take the opputunity to throw a wad of flour in his face.

Wait… how did he know my name?

I push him with such force that he stumbles back and lands against the kitchen bench.

Reaching forward, I grab a knife and hold it close to his face,

There, I just waited for the flour to fade away.

I blinked a couple of times, attempting to get the flour out of my eyelids.

the scene began to clear, and I narrow my eyes.

Oh. My. God.

“Louis!?”

he manages the best smile he could, before dropping to the ground, clutching his privates.

“Sur-prise” he coughs.

I kick him in the knee.