It was the morning of my birthday and I was woken up by the sound of Louis screaming and jumping on the bed. 'Wake up, it's your birthday!!!' He grinned like a 5 year old kid. I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes laughing. 'I made you breakfast' He smiled as he scrambled off the bed and ran to the kitchen, returning with a tray with orange juice, pancakes and a little silver gift bag with a card balancing on the edge. He placed it on my lap and slid into bed with me. 'Louis, you didn't have to do this..' I sighed with a smile, resting my head on his shoulder. He kissed my head then pushed me up. 'Yes I did, now come on and eat up!' He laughed. I ate my pancakes and put the tray on the floor as I took the card and silver bag. 'Open the card!' Louis grinned. I did as I was told and opened up the card. It had a picture of me and Louis when we were covered in cake batter yesterday kissing. I smiled as I opened it and read ;
'To my gorgeous Phoebe,
Happy Birthday sweetheart, I love you so much with all my heart,
Loads and loads of love,
Louis xxxxx '
'Aw, Louis I love you' I smiled as he kissed me. 'Now open your present!' He ordered with a grin. I laughed as I opened the little bag and pulled out a little velvet box. My heart started pounding, was this what I thought it was? I slowly opened it to breathe a sigh of relief. 'It's a hope ring' Louis said. He took it out the box and slid it on my finger. He was the cutest thing ever.