summary: the 18th birthday party (based on a post a saw on Tumblr: cloveroctobers)

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It was your older cousin Leroy that got you into the music festival/rave scene. You were 14 at the time, in a really bad car accident and take the pressure off some of the trauma, he took you to a music festival. From there, you were hooked, at least once a month, you would go out to a rave with your rave friends for a three-day weekend.

Most of your friends were more of the house party type. Not saying you didn't like them, I mean there's music, dancing, drinking, but it wasn't as fun as raves. The only other person in the group who had a love for partying like you, was JJ. He was more of the 'lets take shots and play party games' type but nonetheless you introduced him to the rave life. You had won a contest for an all payed trip to Bumbershoot so the two of you took a plane to Seattle for the weekend.

Everyone was shocked when the two of you came back Tuesday morning (Morning morning was spent getting sober and coming back to Beverly Hills) with his arm around your waist. JJ was harmless flirt and you were never one for tying things down. But the group accepted the two of you, they were all probably secretly shipping you two for a couple years.

Along with going to music festivals and raves, you and JJ knew how to throw a party, there was no questioning it. While JJ planned about 2 to 3 parties a month, you planned 2 to 3 a year. After the car accident, you stayed with your aunt, in the words of Jordan and Asher, she was an AILF (aunt I like to fuck). She was a clothing designer and was always traveling, but she was down to earth and let you hold parties at her house.

You always hosted your own birthday parties, each better than the next. Celebrating another year on Earth, surviving another year of teenage drama. Now with your 18th birthday coming up, you really didn't know what to do. Your 17th birthday party was over the top, you couldn't top that, so you skipped on that. And you had a hunch that someone in the friend group would plan a party for you.

So waking up on your 18th birthday, which occurred on a Friday, you came downstairs to see your aunt and cousin Leroy with blueberry pancakes.

"Happy Birthday!" They cheered. You smiled and joined them in the kitchen, eating breakfast together. This was a sight to see, your aunt was usually traveling and your cousin was at UCLA for college.

The three of you spent the morning before you left for school together because your aunt had a business meeting and your cousin had classes. It was sad to see them go, but you knew they also had lives, birthdays couldn't stop that.

You were slightly confused when you arrived school, usually your girlfriends would swarm you the moment you stepped into the building with gifts so now while at your locker, you furrowed your brows.

"There's the birthday girl!" You turned around to see Olivia, Layla and Simone. The four of you all cheered and were brought into a group hug.

"No gifts?" You smirked looking at them.

"JJ said we couldn't give them to you until he gave you his gift." Layla explained.

"The only gift I want is some d-" You started to say.

"Don't finish that! I don't want a mental picture of that" Olivia shouted for the three of them. Simone and Olivia nodding along.

"Don't be hating on my man." You laughed. Despite of all the shit you guys talk, it all was love within the friend group. Something you all noticed was other people within the school talking about all of you. They couldn't wrap their heads around the fact that one day you all could be pissed at each other but the next day you all are at the beach tanning or playing football.

Another thing was you and JJ. A lot of girls that he hooked up with before the two of you got together were jealous of you, same with the guys you were with. There were many bumpy roads in the relationship, while intoxicated, the two of you would sometimes forget you were together and would be flirting with another partner. 

For the rest of the day, you went to your classes with the girls, see not seeing JJ the whole day. After school, Simone, Layla and Olivia sweep you away from school to the nail salon for a manicure then to the mall for some shopping. 

"What are you doing?" You asked Simone as the four of you were making your way back.

"We just have to cover your eyes for a minute." Simone smirked. You complied and let her tie it around your head. You sat waiting for something, then you felt something being placed on your head. Curious you lifted your hand to feel it was, and you felt the cut of diamonds, it must have been a tiara. Next something was being laid over your torso, a sash.

"I swear, it's says 'Birthday Girl' or some shit like that." You laughed. 

"Okay, we're here!" Layla stopped the car.

"Where's here?" You asked. You heard the door open and someone grab your hand, helping you out. They placed their hands on your shoulder helping you walk towards the destination. You walked up the path and heard the door open, it must of have been someone's house.

"1, 2, 3." You heard Olivia count off behind you and remove your blindfold. Instantly the lights were turned on and everyone popped out.

"Surprise!" They all cheered. You giggled looking around the room. The rest of the guys were there, some of your rave friends and probably half the population of Beverly High in your living room.

"Happy birthday baby!" JJ walked over with a drink in his hand. You kissed him on the lips before downing the drink.

"You did this." You smiled looking around.

"Anything for my girl." He wrapped his arm around your waist, kissing the top of your head.

"Well then, let's get to partying!" You smiled and started to dance to the music.

The night included, drinking, dancing, more drinking, more dancing. It was the best birthday you could ever hope for.

"Look who brought their ass all the way to Beverly." You smiled looking over at Spencer and Chris.

"We had to be here for the birthday girl." Spencer smiled bringing you into a hug.

"And JJ always throw the best parties." Chris added in, hugging you too.

"Are you saying his parties are better than mine?" You raised an eyebrow.

"What, no, of course not." Chris defended.

"That's what I thought." You smirked.

After talking with the two boys, you returned towards the dance floor to see Simone, Layla and Olivia. Olivia was the first to spot you and dragged you over to join them. The rest of the night went bye without any damage.

"Could I have everyone's attention please!" JJ called out grabbing a microphone. "I just wanted to thank everyone who came here tonight, I always throw a good party. But anyways I just wanted to say Happy Birthday to the most amazing girl in my lift. Y/n/n you are my fucking world and I haven't love anyone as much as I loved you. You're my rock, my other half, my best friend." 

"Hey man!" Jordan called out.

"Sorry Jordan, my girl over you any day." JJ laughed. "But even before we were together, we've been friends since middle school, you're someone I want to spend the rest of my life with. Happy Birthday baby!" He raised up his glass. Everyone seemed to follow, wishing you a happy birthday.

"Your going to make me cry." You said through teary eyes when JJ came to you. He chuckled cupping your face wiping his thumb over your cheeks, not messing your makeup.

The rest of the night went the same, around midnight was when majority of the people left, the rest of your friend staying helping clean up. While you tried, they pushed you and JJ away so two could have some alone time.

The two of you went up to the balcony, you back pressed against JJ's chest while the two of you just talked looking the lights of LA.

"You know the other JJ called me today." You said playing with the ring you got him for your 6 month anniversary. 

"The from Florida or something The ex that wasn't really an ex." He hummed. He was never jealous of him, he knew that was a thing of the past, he was your current present and soon future.

"Outer Banks. We only ever saw each other when I went to go visit my grandma, which was 2 to the 3 times a year." You answered.

"If I remember correctly, he was the only one you actually called an 'ex', you must have a thing for JJ's." He joked.

"Something like that." You kissed his hand.

"What did his stand for?" He asked out of curiosity.

"Jimmy Jordan, Jimmy Jackson. Not really sure." You answered honestly.

"Mines so much better." He smirked letting his ego get to him.

"Sure is, Jeremiah Jack Parker." You smiled.

"You know how much I love it when you say my name." He dipped his head and started peppering kissing down your neck.

"Hmmhmm." You hummed not being able to produce any words.

"Happy birthday baby." He kissed the top of your head.

"Thank you, I love you." You smiled turning around placing a kiss under his jaw.

"I love you too.

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