A party gone wrong

My mom and dad, has decided to go on a hotel, and take an accommodation. The first I was thinking about was “Party at my place tonight.” But my mom and dad told me, that I not may hold a party. I played the sweet son, they always could trust on. But trust me, I’m not like that! Mom and dad where saying goodbye and so where they gone. I grab my telephone, and call all my friends, and say “Hey, party at my place tonight, this here shall be a night we never will forget.” Me and my best friend Jake, where going on shopping, to buy snacks and alcohol for the night. Then we came home, should we fix the snack, alcohol, close and hair. I where in love with a girl, named Juliet. She had the most beautiful, long blond hair I ever had seen! And so is she freaking hot! “Is Juliet your girl tonight?” asked Jake. “I really hope so!” answer I. It’s rang on the door, Jake where open it. I could hear a girl voice saying “I’m ready to party!” And Jake say “Oh hey Juliet, come on in” I was thinking “Shit! It’s Juliet! All right no panic, no panic, calm down.” I would just play cool, go out to her, and say hello. 2 minutes after, where all my friends there, and we should get drunk tonight! I was sitting in the sofa while Jake doing a drink for me. I could feel a breath on my neck, so I turned around and look, it was Juliet. She said “Hey Peter, would you like to dance?” Jake hit me on my arm, and said that I should dance with her. It was my only chance to kiss her. We dance really close, and I had a not so good feeling in my stomach. She was looking in my eyes, we was so close to kiss. But suddenly I throw up over her! Oh my god, it was so embarrassing! I ran out on the bathroom and throw up again, but in this time in the toilet! I was really drunk! Jake came out to me, and asked me “Are you ok?” I answer “No I’m not! I throw up on my dream girl Juliet, and now I’m sitting here and throw up.” There was quiet, Jake came out again and said “The party is over, I go home now. Best party ever!” I stood up, look into the living room and washed my hands. I was so drunk, I couldn’t almost not stand up, so I sat me in ours laundry basket, and talk to myself, “What shall I tell my parents right now?”