I Only Came For The Cake Song の小説・ストーリー

Yes, she's that bad at singing. She's very confident in singing while smiling, so lovely. She knows I will not judge her. So before I could embarrass her with my laughter, I saw a cake in her hand. So the hand-sized box was a cake. There's a small candle in the middle that was lit up. Thank god there's no wind coming. "Baby, that was so sweet," I said when she finished singing. "I know," she cockily said. "Uh-huh, too cocky." Then, I stuck my tongue to her and tasted the cake with my index finger. Delicious!

Then she made me cut the special cake of me being the future bride of this so-called kingdom. I cut the cake and feed them all while taking a lot of pictures together. Nyka arranged the music system while we sat on the mattress neatly arranged on the floor. "Let's warm up girls." Nyka shouted and played the music 'change your life' by Iggy azalea. "Babes! Let's get weird." Amy said jumping and joining Nyka. Nova also joined them. They move their hips and butts like trained dancers. Amrita, Rainy and I were watching them being the audience. Nyka jiggled her butts making us laugh.

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, and she leaned back into him, never wanting to let him go. “Hey, Trent!” someone shouted as the song ended. Bree looked up to see it was one of his cousins, a guy she’d met earlier, but she couldn’t remember his name. “Can we cut the cake?” “You bet,” he replied. “Just leave the top tier, okay?” “You got it man!”

“You told me when I massaged you, remember? Don't get up, stay where you are.” “I can’t help you?” I watched her picking up the remains of our dinner and then she turned her back on me, covering whatever she was doing, until I heard the unmistakable sound of a match being struck. "No," I said serious when I saw her approach with a slice of chocolate cake in hands. "I won’t sing," she cut me off sitting in the same way from minutes ago, "But I am a true believer that we should all have cake on our birthday." I gulped apprehensively at the yellow flame decorating the cake.

"Your face," Cleo said, delighted, pressing her cheek against my hip. "You didn't know, did you? Caius asked me when your birthday was." She bounced on her toes. "He said we had to do something. Ruth made the cake." "Honey glaze,” Ruth beamed. “Caius insisted.” Honey glaze cake was my favorite. I didn’t think I could afford it this year. “Thank you,” I whispered, glancing at Caius.

I opened the door of the car, and then she passed me the bag, I looked inside the bag to see fruits and a cake. "Why fruits and cake?" I asked, Are we going to meet someone? but it was our day, suddenly the jockey started to speak that got my attention, DEMI LOVATO. "Welcome back to the radio city, today-" "Mom, can I change the song? please" " Well our next song is a request from Oliver, it's from our handsome man, and they're called backstreets boys" The radio jockey introduce. "Ah Backstreets boys, they are my favorite" Mom again ignored me and now was full of excitement. after hearing backstreets boys while turning up the volume.

“You have a playlist?” “Yes, number four.” I flick through until I get to playlist number four and hit play. The sexy beat comes on. “Oh, this is your song, Momma.” I frown. “What?” “Dad said this is your song.” I smirk and shake my head. The song playing is Candy Shop by Fifty Cent. It was the song that I walked down the catwalk to in the Escape Club that night. How does he even remember that? I turn the corner as my mind goes back to that night. It seems like a lifetime ago and I get a visual of Cameron uploading the song to his playlist.

With nothing in sight to vent my anger upon, I moved closer to the damn cake, intent on toppling it over, but when I got close enough to see the the 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEMON BOSS' written in a messy font, with half the wordings of 'birthday' gone due to the huge chunk that cunt had taken off it, I felt too nostalgic to want to hurt the poor snack. You see what Fuhad meant? A cake doesn't even fucking feel! Goddammit! I was going to prove to all who cared to know that I didn't fall for her, but first I had a role to play out at the moment, I would do justice to that first. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

I pressed my lips together as she came in with a song. “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...” She was smiling as she walked over to us singing and I wanted to tell her she was a great damn busy body right now but I held it in and sang along with her as we turned to my mother whose lips was wide open with smiles and glitters in her eyes, I have never seen her so surprised and yet so happy like this. “Make a wish and blow the candles,” I told my mother after we were done singing and once my mother closed her eyes to make a wish I leaned close to Ivana and whispered. “I was supposed to bring the cake to her.”

I began. Patrick cut me off gently with a nod and gestured for me to sit down. But he didn’t sit. I thought that was suspicious too. But then I heard it… coming from somewhere back in the kitchen was a familiar song, except they’d changed the words to sing ‘congratulations to you’ instead of ‘happy birthday to you” as the staff carried out a single chocolate cupcake with little drops of confetti icing. It was topped with a cute little fondant graduation cap and a single, lit candle.