lean; s.w.

4.8

kayden delamare

"sadly, it is eleven o'clock and the party is coming to an end but we can't forget the best part... presents and cake and we have some stuff to come so don't get sad just yet" my mom announced then walked off the stage.

we sat down in a circle around flora to see what she got for gifts first before we did cake and cupcakes.

she brought up the first gift bag and opened it revealing a rolex watch from drake (i know they don't do this but why not be creative with my story) which was pretty weird considering i've seen them do this before. myles and kalin got her vans and jordans, like this girl doesn't already have enough shoes in her closet. her parents got her a collar which we knew what that meant.

my mom got her a bracelet from tiffany and co. sam got her a pair of sparkly black heels along with a twenty five dollar gift to starbucks. she opened mine last because she says best for last. i showed her what got her which was just a chanel black quilted purse and some cosmetics from them like lipstick and eyeshadow along with the calvin klein bralette set and the heels i picked at the mall last minute.

"thank you guys so much for everything" she smiles thanking everyone individually before heading over to the cake table to see what kind cake she got.

she burst into laughter causing people to turn to see what happened. "this is amazing" she shouts in amazement taking pictures of her drake cake that says you used to call me on my birthday with him crying. she opened up her cupcakes revealing drake and the weeknd cupcakes with both of their logos.

"this is dope" drake comments looking at both cupcakes and cake. "right" she says agreeing with him. "myles, can you help me cut this please" she asks him but makes him do it for her. she secretly whips up some icing off the cake and puts on myles' nose making her burst into laughter once again.

"it's time to sing happy birthday! everybody, gather around" flora's mom announced coming from my house with a knife in her hand along with plastic forks.

everybody got their pieces of cake before it turned into everyone mingling around with music playing in the background. "this seat taken" someone questions up above me so i scoot over for them to have some room.

"babygirl, what did i do wrong" sam questions being the same person who asked for the seat. "you did nothing, i was overreacting and being overly protective" i mutter stabbing my fork into apart of drake's face from my cake.

"you look very beautiful, you know that right?" sam whispered in my ear causing a blush to appear on my face. "stop it!" i say smiling while he attacked my face with kisses. "i love you, babygirl" sam says setting down mine and his cake and pulling me onto his lap. "i love you too, baby cakes" i say laying a kiss on his cheek then lips.

"everyone, for the last event of the night, will be heading over to the photo booth and everyone will get a turn to get their picture taken" my mom shouts into the mic getting everyone's attention.

"that's my cue since i'm the photographer" i tell sam getting off his lap and taking a couple of bites of my cake before heading over to the camera to start taking pictures.

flora's mom took over the camera so that my mom, sam, flora and i could all take a picture together. we then had a party guest take the picture of us including her parents which came out pretty cute.

Lastly we took a picture of just the two of us acting crazy as usual. "i love you f-bomb" i tell flora while holding up a paper mustache that is glued to a stick. "i love you too, bee bop" she turns around to reveal a huge pair of green glasses along with a purple boa and a sparkly red plastic hat.

i laughed at her and how ridiculous she looked and seen someone take a picture of us hugging. "on three, we're your best friend goals!!" someone shouts behind the camera. "we're your best friend goals!!" we shout together and here a snap go off.

it was surprising that drake and the weeknd stayed for the whole party and actually took pictures with all of us.

we let them take pictures together and they yell, "happy eighteenth birthday, flora!!" to the camera as someone takes the picture.

"thank you all for coming out to celebrate with us and be sure to drive home safely" our moms shout into the mic and we begin cleaning up spilled over/empty cups and paper plates no one threw away. this is the bad part about throwing a party.

sam stayed and helped clean up until the whole yard was clean just the way my mom liked it.

"well, i'm tired. see you guys in the morning" i tell my mom and flora's parents and flora as all three of them head out the house. "thank you again, lovely" flora shouted from the door then walked out after shutting it.

i headed up to my room with sam and he laid down on my bed while i took of all my makeup. i decided i would take a shower in the morning since i was tired af.

i put on a pair of pajama short shorts and a tank top with black ankle socks then crawled into bed with sam finally being able to fall asleep especially in his embrace. goodnight america ✌🏽️😴🇺🇸.