Fifteen

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Skyes pov

I woke up early the next morning,  and saw Rafe sleeping peacefully next to me. I carefully pulled the covers back. and went downstairs to the kitchen. I turned on spotify and hummed along to a song while pulling out everything I needed to make breakfast. I planned to make pancakes, eggs, bacon and fresh fruit, so the first thing I did was start mixing up the pancake ingredients. I grinned as Mike Posner's song 'Bow Chicka Wow Wow" came on, and started dancing. "Bow chicka wow wow, whatcha gonna say?" Rafe sang in a high pitched voice, and he rolled his arms and hips in a circle in nothing but his boxers, a pair of shades, and a sideways hat. He came up to me and continued dancing and singing, and I just shook my head at him. He came up and hugged me from behind as I was cutting up apple slices, and rested his head on my shoulder. "You should go at least put shorts on before Wheezie wakes up." I warned and he nodded before kissing my neck. "Bae, what's burning?" He asked and I whipped around to the stove. "Dammit! I was cooking breakfast for everyone, but now it's just ruined.." I whimpered. "Aw baby! It's okay! Here, I'll go get dressed, and we can go to the store, and pick out some other stuff for breakfast." Rafe smiled, and kissed my nose before running up, and passing JJ on the stairs. "Skye, what's wrong?" He asked I wiped away the tear that was falling down my face. "I'm gonna be a horrible mother." I cried as he pulled me into a hug. "What are you talking about? You're gonna be a great mom!" JJ told me, and i shook my head. "I can't even cook damn pancakes without burning them, how am I supposed to take care of a baby?" I cried and Rafe came back into the kitchen. "Is she okay?" Rafe asked, and JJ nodded. "Just pregnancy stuff." He joked, and Rafe chuckled. "You ready to go to the store?" He asked, and I nodded. "Hey, can i come to? All the snacks ya'll have has this stuff called "Organic" Whatever the hell that is, it sounds poisonous." I laughed, and nodded as we walked to the door. "Aw shit, I'm still wearing my pajamas." I whined. "You're fine babe." Rafe said, and practically pushed me into the car.

"Okay, I've got some danishes, some fully cooked bacon, so boiled eggs, and a thing of orange juice." Rafe said as he came up next to me. I had been looking at the baby stuff, and i smiled when i saw a onesie with a princess crown on it. I pulled it off the shelve and put it in the buggy. "That sounds good ba-oh my gosh." I sighed as JJ ran to us with his arms full of junk food. "Absolutely not!" I yelled, and JJ pouted. "Oh, come on, please?" He whined. "You can get three things." I told him. "Six!" "Three." "Six!" "Three." "Four, and a soda." I sighed in defeat. "Just put the shit in the buggy, and don't ask for anything else." I Rolled my eyes, and an older lady chuckled from the other side of the isle. "Is he your brother?" She asked. "Something like that." I giggled and waved goodbye as we went to check out.

JJ ran upstairs with his food as soon as we got home, and Rafe helped me sit everything out. Wheezie and Sarah came into the kitchen, and sat at the counter "JJ IS acting weird. I went to tell him good morning, and he just yelled "My cookies!" And locked himself in his closet." Wheezie told us, and pooped a grape in her mouth. "We're never getting rid of him, are we?" Rafe asked. "Not even if we tried.

The rest of the crew came around, and we all went boating on the druthers. "Hey guys. Rafe and I have something to tell you." I said, and Kie, John B and Pope turned to face Rafe and me. I gave jj a look, and he nodded. "i'm pregnant." I smiled. Kie ran up squealing, wrapping me in a hug, and the boys smiled, and said congratulations. "What?! That is brand new information!" JJ yelled, and we all turned to him. "What the hell was that?" I asked. "What?! You said, act surprised!" JJ argued. "Yeah, I said act surprised, not frikin' psychotic." I joked.

For the rest of the day, we all just sat on the deck, talking and laughing and soaking up the last bit of summer sun that we could, before going back to the house, and saying goodnight.

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