Happy Birthday Nick Mga Nobela at Kwento

He teases and I giggle. " How can you do that? Today's your birthday and you didn't tell me." " Birthdays for nerds. Nick and I don't like talking about it." " Yeah? Birthdays aren't for nerds. Birthdays are for celebrating. Especially with people close to your heart." " And I got you, so." He says.

“I know you miss them. You, Sai, and Margot were an inseparable lot. Good to have the three you in the same room together again after all these years.” Nick didn’t answer. He looked over at the stage, watching Blaze and his band set up their instruments. “What do you want to drink?” Tyler asked. “Coke,” he replied curtly. “Seriously?” Tyler sounded abhorred. “Yeah. I have to drive. I made plans after this. And we’re leaving soon. You know I don’t celebrate birthdays anymore,” Nick replied. His voice was hard, his face was stoic and it got me curious as to why his mood changed. Moreover, it was the second time I heard him say he didn’t celebrate his birthdays anymore and I wondered why.

“But yes, I did order her a cake in advance. Did the bakery mix up the date?” Everyone was still confused when the delivery guy suddenly called out loudly, “Is Mia Larson here? The recipient is Mia Larson. This cake is from your aunt, Zoe Larson. She asked me to tell you that she knows today has been really hard for you, but she doesn’t want you to dwell in sadness. She’s grateful you came into this world and wishes you a happy birthday!” The living room fell silent. Everyone turned to look at Mia. For once, Nick’s expression showed a hint of guilt. Awkwardly, he said, “It’s your birthday today? Why didn’t you tell me?”

The door flung open, as Nick entered. "Happy anniversary.”He raised the basket in his hand up in the air, as he approached me. What? Anniversary? Oh, my! How the hell did I forget, today makes it one year since my marriage with Ariel. The flash of my dream recurred in my mind as I shook my head. "Nick, thank you for remembering. It really means a lot to me.”I quickly said, setting my phone on the table. He rolled his eyes, as he sat. "Well, I didn't remember, not until I collected this basket from your driver. It was from Ariel, and has the label of Happy anniversary. Instantly, I remembered it was already one year. Wow., How time flies.”He commented, as he handed over the basket to me.

"Not everything right now. We have the rest of our lives to get to know all of that." I nod at them and then flash them a smile. "I don't even know your guys' birthday." "New Years." Antonio answers against my neck. "What year?" I ask them. "Nineteen-seventy-three." I look up at Nicholas with wide eyes. He laughs at me. "I'm kidding. We are thirty-one. We were born in nineteen-ninety." I nod and relax back into my seat, and against Antonio. "What's your guys' favorite color?"

Though I doubted it be as effective as his own revenge driven forces, it would do enough to settle the waters for the time being. “Are you… weirded out?” Nicholas asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I shook my head and gave him a reassuring smile, “It’s kind of hard to believe, but I’m definitely not weirded out.” His eyes were nervous for a moment, searching mine desperately until I placed my hand on his and rubbed my thumb against his skin. That seemed to calm him down slightly and he smiled and then asked, “So, when is your birthday?”

“Haha, alright, I’ll leave all the seafood to you people tonight.” Nolan fetched Daisie and Colton some dishes during the meal, and Daisie turned to look at him. “Daddy, the day after tomorrow is your birthday, so I want to wish you a happy birthday in advance.” He was surprised, froze for a split second, and then smiled. “Well, thank you, Daisie.” Nicholas said to the two rugrats, “It’s been a long time since your father last celebrated his birthday. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief now as you guys will be celebrating it with him this year.”