Story Of My Life (Kenshley)

The Time of our Lives

Kendrick's POV:

When my phone starts buzzing I know I've over slept. Marcie's party at eight and to be honest, I'm only going for Ashley. She was pretty shaken after her mom showed up. I would if my family cared about anything I did.

I stretched and jumped up, making me dizzy. Note to self; don't stretch and stand up too fast. Silver spots dance in my vision as I grab a black shirt and some dark jeans.

Throwing on my new sneakers, I grab my helmet and walk out into the kitchen. "I'm going over to Marcie's." I grab a Snapple from the fridge, and walked out the door. Possibly looking awesome.

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"OH GOOD! YOU'RE HERE!" Marcie screeched and flopped a huge box of chips in my arms. I looked at it with huge eyes as Marcie dashes up stairs. "PUT THOSE IN BOWLS! THEY'RE IN THE TOP CABINET BY THE SINK!"

I nod, and walk into the kitchen and stare at all the sweets and alcohol set out on the counter. "MARCIE ARE YOU SURE THIS WON'T KILL US?" I scream,

"NO, POSSIBLE, MAYBE, I DONT KNOW!" I sigh and put the chips on the counter. Grabbing some bowls on the top shelf I start to empty the bags into them.

Marcie came down wearing some pretty white jeans and a black tank top. Her black hair was curly. How the hell did she do that in two freaking minutes?!

She wasn't wearing makeup as usual and had that one pink peace braclet on her arm. She never takes that thing off. "Oh my god, thank you." She sighed and flopped down on the bar stool.

"I hate planning partys . . ." I laugh and sit next to her. Cracking open two bottles of Bud Light I hand one to her.

"After this, you don't get to touch anything with alcohol in it for a year."

She nodded, and took a sip of the bitter liquid. "So, I have the projector working down stairs, I just don't know what to start." I shrugged, and stood. Walking to her series of movie collections.

"How about we do a Arrow marathon?" Marcie chuckled and nodded.

"Deal."

I grabbed the three box's if disks and set them down. Instead of taking hostage on the bar stools I horde the couch and stare at my phone. Where's Ashley?

Ashley's POV:

"YES MOM I'LL BE SAFE! YES THERE WILL BE NO ALCOHOL! YES THERE WILL ONLY BE FRIENDS I KNOW! GOODBYE!" I scream all of this in one breath and run out of the house.

My mom was worried about me because of what I was wearing. A soft pink tank top and dark, gray jeans. And with my favorite black sneakers. My hair rolled into curls down my back and of course I jumped a bit so I could feel them dance along my bare shoulders.

I know, I'm weird.

I arrive and see that cars and bikes of all kinds where already here. Walking in, soft talking was filling the silent night. Marcie, Kendrick, and Alex where lounging on the couch while Matthew and ReNae giggled in the corner. Josh, Jason, Eli, Elliot, and Carl were talking about some weird football thing, and of course Llama (Lonnie) and Taylor where munching on the sweets.

"Hey Ash." Alex cooed and Kendrick's head snapped up.

"Oh hey Ashley." He smiled.

I sat next to him, and Marcie gave me a drunken smile. "Heyy." She slurred, and glared at the door as it opened. More people poored in and I lost track of how many people where coming through the door.

It stopped finally and the apartment was crowded. Lucky Marcie has a big apartment. Everyone was having the time of their lives.l Dancing, drinking, it was amazing.

Kendrick's POV:

I was half drunk, if only a fourth. I grabbed Ashley's hand and we stated dancing. Dancing to the beat.

"I'd like to make my self believe, that planet Earth turns slowly.

It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep, cause everything is never it seems.

Cause I get a thousand hugs, from ten thousand lightening bugs as they teach me how to dance.

A trot fox above my head, a sock hop beneath my bed, the disco ball is hanging by a thread."

Ashley was a great dancer. I twirled her around in circles and caught her as she pretended to fall. For hours on end. It felt like we danced all night but Marcie swears it was only ten minutes.

I started tugging Ashley into the kitchen after a while, the music getting too much. She sat at the bar stool, and started eating what's left of the chips. It was midnight and people were already starting to crash.

And in the most random places.

I sat by Ash and we sat in silence. Lonnie, Taylor and Jason came in and looked at us. Ashley was looking out the window and I was staring at her.

"Dude, you've been obsessed with her all night." Jason laughed, and grabbed Ashley's arm, "I wanna introduce you to someone." Of course I followed.

We walked into the party room, and walked to a group of kids.

"This is Ashley, Ashley, this is Dylan." I raised an eyebrow at the guy. He was about Marcie's and my age, he had dark hair and a chiseled features that made him dashingly handsome, but also made him look like a douchebag.

"Hello Ashley." He gave her a creepy smile and I hated him instantly. "Uh, hello." She gave a small smile, which made Mr. Creepy smile even more. Marcie appeared suddenly, giving Dylan a famous glare that scared everyone BUT me.

(Okay maybe it did scare me, but she doesn't need to know that.)

"Who the hell are you?" Dylan scooted away a bit and everyone laughed which made Marcie narrow her eyes. Then things got somber real quick.

"I'm Dylan Langrave." He smiled kindly, and I could tell he was flirting.

"Well douchbag, touch my cousin, I kill you." She looked at me and Ashley, and then left. "Who are you?" Dylan asked. Looking at me.

"Kendrick. Ashley's boyfriend." I looked at Lonnie's group, and how they all had huge eyes all a sudden.

"Oh." Dylan scanned me, but went right back to Ashley. "I like the name Ashley."

Ashley's POV:

Too much swearing was going on in this party. I was kind to Dylan and stuff, but then things started to get out of hand. When we where dancing, he shoved me up against the wall and I panicked.

He tried to kiss me and I couldn't. When he was pulled away from Kendrick, Kendrick punched him so hard there was a loud crack. Marcie pulled him away while Lonnie's group held Dylan down.

"Dylan I think you should leave." Marcie said, shoving Kendrick into the kitchen.

"No! He's the one who attacked! He should leave!"

"But you sexually harassed my cousin so I really think you should leave!" Marcie's voice rose the whole time.

She shouted the last word, and with that, Dylan left. Marcie motherly checked me, then went into the kitchen.

"KENDRICK WHAT THE HELL!" Marcie yelled. The music was so loud you couldn't hear it unless right next to the door.

"HE TOUCHED ASHLEY! HE TRIED TO FUCKING KISS HER!"

"CALM DOWN! IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN!" There was a grunt, and then a door slamming. Marcie appeared and sighed.

"You should get going." She told me, and I didn't argue.

I left. And man the nightmare was intense.

A/N okay so stay tuned for the nightmare experience, and thank you everyone who is reading this! Please point out any errors also, so yeah, thanks.