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~Sleepover~

Jack Johnson:

Y/n's POV
I woke up, only to be left alone, swamped in covers, in an unfamiliar bed. Well, an unfamiliar bedroom, for that matter. I gave a soft yawn before moving around in the swarm of blankets and sheets. As I struggled to sit up, do to the sharp pain in my bottom, I noticed my last night's outfit piled upon another outfit; supposedly a males. "Shit.", I mumbled, running a hand through my messy hair. I took a look at the alarm clock on a near by nightstand, "9:01..I'm so screwed." I tried to bring back memories of last nights occasion. Sadly, not many popped up in remembrance. I could only remember some little details.
"I went to Sammy's party. I hung out with some friends. I drank..a lot! I also met Sammy's cute friend-" I was interrupted by the sound of the bedroom's bathroom toilet flushing and the door opening to a smiling, blonde haired familiar boy. He wore a backwards snapback and a white robe. "Hey, babe." Babe? He winked at me and jumped onto the bed, snuggling around my waist. "Why'd you wake up?"
Oh god! He probably thinks I look- "Eh, I don't care. You look sexy when you wake up." I could almost hear the smirk played on his face. "So, ..-" "Jack." He sat up and took my hand in his, "You were pretty wasted last night..it's okay if you forgot my name."
I smiled and nodded, "Thanks..Jack." He blushed, giving more shimmer to his ocean blue eyes. "So, can you please give me a run through of what happened last night?" Jack chuckled, nodding his head. "Okay, so, we met at the Sammy's party ..Nate introduced us." "Nate, yeah..I know him.", I giggled. Jack smiled and put his bottom lip in between his teeth, "You've got a sexy laugh." I blushed, "Thanks. Now, get back to the story!", I nudged him with my elbow. "Okay..okay. Um..you and I had a bunch of drinks! We were both out of control. I decided to drop you off at your house..until..well - you - um -" I squinted my eyes, "I..I -" Jack blushed once again and looked down at his socks, "Well - You grabbed my drunk while I was driving," Oh. My. God. "Gee, I'm sorry -" "No, don't be. It's cool. Well, we ended up at my place and we..." "Had sex?" "NO! ..that was after we made out and." I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Wow.." "Yeah." I grabbed his hand and held it. "Thanks, for not just leaving me.", I said smiling. "No, of course not..this is my house." I punched his shoulder and we both started laughing. "No, y/n, you're a wonderful girl. I'm glad I actually got to..be with you." "I am too." The rest of the day, me and Jack got to know each other better. We talked. Laughed. We even made breakfast together. And luckily, that wasn't the last time I saw Jack Johnson.

A/N: A bit too cliche but...I hope you guys liked it :)

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