Strength And Stability

Party Like It's Not Your Birthday

Desi's POV

Previously this week: Life has been great, Denver and I (yes, we, as in bf gf) have been amazing, school has been not that bad and overall things are going pretty great. So I decided I should celebrate by ruining everything and throw a birthday house party for Denver.

Sounds like a great idea right? Yeah no. Here's what happened.

Wednesday after school:
Me, Dad and Kendall were in the kitchen eating lunch, when Dad told us,

"Hey, so I got a call from Jen Greenfield, wanting me to fly out to Florida for a teacher's conference meeting. On Friday to Monday. How do you girls feel about staying here alone? Is that okay?"

I saw that Kenn was struggling to hide her excitement too. "Yeah I guess that would be fine. We can take care of our selves, can't we Desi." She stated rather than asked. "Of course we can."

Dad looked back and forth. "And you'll remember all the rules? No having friends while I'm gone either."

I didn't want him to think that we were being to easy and were up to something so I decided to be a little whiney.

"Really Dad?" He actually gave in and said, "Okay you can have Phoenix and Kyler over. That's it."

I smiled. "Thanks Pops." He rolled his eyes but smiled.

So Thursday, me and Kendall may or may not have advertised a house party. I think we have death wishes. But Dad will never find out soooo.....

Friday 7AM
We got up to see Dad off. He then told is that a friend might stop by to check up on us sometime and see if we needed anything etc. F*ck.

"I don't think we need anything, we have everything dad. No need to have a babysitter." He sighed.

"Desiree, it's not a babysitter. He's just going to pop by when he gets a chance. It's no problem, he lives right down the road."

I love you girls so much. Remember to eat three healthy meals a day, especially breakfast. Very important. And remember to brush and floss. And go to bed at a decent hour, don't stay up too late! There's an emergency cash stash of $500 in my nightstand if you need anything. Also remember NO OTHER FRIENDS CAN COME OVER other than Ky and Nix. Understand?"

"Yes father we understand." I said sarcastically. He popped me on the butt. I shielded myself. "Don't be a brat about it." He kissed us on the forehead and hugged us again, dragging his luggage of the door into the waiting driver's car. We waved until we couldn't see the car anymore.

After they were out of site, Kendall and I walked in the house, locked the door, turned to each other and happy screamed, "AGHHHHHHH OMG WE'RE FREE!!!!!!!!"

We immediately cranked up That's What I Like by Bruno Mars and the house pulsed with the beat.

"We're about to have a party b*tch!" Kendall yelled, jumping on the couch. "I know b*tch!" I yelled back, smiling my a** off.

But first, alcohol. "Who's gonna buy the drinks?" I asked. "Cassandra Smith is." Kendall said with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Who tf is Cassandra Smith?" She waved a fake ID Card. "Me as of today when I bought this card off Austin Lawrence at school." "Kay you're amazing." She smirked. "That's what he said." I snickered.

We went to the corner store 5 minutes away and Kendall went in to buy the drinks because she looks older and it would look suspicious if we both went. She came out triumphantly carrying huge bags full of Ciroc, Bombay, Fireball and Corona.

We started getting the house ready for the party, putting snack bowls everywhere, putting out solo cups for beer pong, made watermelon and jolly rancher jello shots (thank you pinterest), tied balloons going up the staircases, put disco light machines everywhere, and it was all complete with a massive birthday cake for Denver.

In the end, because we are nice *ahem* responsible children *Cough cough*, we locked all of the doors that were private rooms and locked up our valuables to be on the safe side.

At around 9:45 when people started coming in, the house was booming (Lex was DJ'ing), party lights were flashing, alcohol was being drank, maybe a little weed being smoked (outside of course), everyone was turntttt and having a blast. The party was f*cking LIT.

At around 1:30 in the morning, tipsy asf, I finally announced over Lex' DJ mic that it was Denver's 17th Birthday. "Happy birthday babeee to the best boarfriend ever I swear," and we all sang happy birthday.

He cut the cake and we fed each other, ending up getting it all over. Once the birthday segment was over, Denver pulled me aside.

"Babe you need to stop drinking. I don't want you getting completely drunk that's irresponsible and I should have never let you take a single sip of alcohol."

I stared at him like he had three heads. "What do you mean let me? I can do whatever I want, you can't control me!" I yelled angrily over the music, snagging another shot and trying to drink it.

"I can't tell you what to do?" He grabbed my wrist and pulled the glass from me. "No you cannot!" I screamed in frustration. He smacked my butt four times and said, "How about now?" I yelped and rubbed the sting out.

"Babe people could have just seen that!" He shrugged, not seeming to care. "If you won't listen in front of ppl you can get your a** smacked In front of people." I pouted but rejoined the party.

Instead of dying down, the party was getting hotter. I had to shut it down soon so the neighbors didn't complain.

Paul Walker POV (didn't see that one coming huh)

Axel asked me to keep an eye on his daughters, and make sure they're safe while he's gone which I was happy to do, seeing how I have a daughter and I know how it is being a protective dad.

I was laying in bed at around 1 am, tossing and turning because the neighbors were throwing a party. A loud party at that. Eventually, I got pissed and decided to track the house down and call the cops as I was wide awake anyway.

I tossed on a hoodie, joggers and vans before heading down the road, trying to find the source. This is sounding pretty close to Dwayne's house actually, I hope the girls are sleeping fine.

As I got closer, I found the house. Axel's house. I sat there stunned, not knowing how to react. There were people walking in and out of the house, drinking alcohol, smoking joints, you name it.

I walked inside the house, finding trash everywhere, Desi making out with a guy in the living room, and Kendall stoned eating rice krispies in the kitchen. I decided to go for the worse crime, I thought, and grabbed the guy's shirt, ripping him off Desiree. And in the process, ripping his shirt in half. Oops. Don't care.

"Desiree Celine what the f*ck are you doing?!" I yelled. She saw me and her eyes widened. "Paul!!" She squeaked. "Come with me now."

She wisely followed me to the kitchen. Kendall saw me, looked surprised, and tried to hide the rice krispie treat. K why is she hiding a rice krispies treat. I snatched it out of her hand, smelling it. Yup. Weed. So maybe Desi's making out was the lesser of two evils.

"Don't take my rctreat bro, that's hella expensiveee." Kendall said, giggling. "Kendall Nova." I growled. "Are you high right now?" "Yes beeeetch, on liiife!"

OMG. I am shutting this sh!t down right now. I walked over to the music system, flipping it off. "The cops are on their way. Anyone who isn't out in the next three minutes will be arrested. Now GTFO." I boomed over the DJ mic. Drunk teens were running so fast some fell down. No cops needed. In about one minute, the house was empty.

I massaged my temples. "Okay both of you get your bad a$$es in bed now. You better RUN up those f*cking stairs." I can deal with this in the morning.

I texted my wife. 'Sorry babe I'm not coming home tonight. Don't worry. Love you.'

I turned off all the lights and slept in a guest room. These little terrors are in for it.

Hope you enjoyed! I'm uploading part two today or tomorrow.  1443 words