You've Got The Glow (A Jake Miller Fanfiction) [Editing]

You've Got The Glow chapter 20

**PLEASE READ THE AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END!!!**

**NOT EDITED**

Chapter 20:

Kayla's POV

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"Happy Birthday!"

I fought to open my eyes, I just wanted to sleep. The person started shaking my body, but I didn't budge. That's when they got the genius idea to jump on top of me and straddle me, that's when I knew exactly who it was.

"Jake get off of me!" I yelled while still keeping my eyes closed.

"Not until you wake up babe."

"It's my birthday, you can't make me get up." I snapped back.

He just laughed and said, "We'll see about that."

I was going to ask him what he meant by that but then his hands found my sides and he started tickling me. At first I tried not to laugh, but I know I'm very ticklish.

"Jake, stop!!" I said in between laughs.

"Not until you at least open your eyes."

My eyes shot open right away and he finally stopped.

"Happy birthday beautiful." He said kissing my cheek.

I blushed at his comment, but covered it up by yelling, "Can you get off of me now?"

He nodded and rolled to the side of my bed. I got out of my bed and walked over the bathroom to wash my face and put in my contacts and brush my teeth. Then I straightened my hair and got dressed while Jake made breakfast. My mom couldn't take off work today and Kyle was hanging out with Jenny like he always does so it was just me and Jake for the day.

When I got dressed in my jean shorts and blue tank top- which was my favorite top- I walked downstairs to the kitchen.

"Whatcha making?" I asked Jake when I saw him at the stove.

He turned around and said "Pancakes, is that okay?"

I nodded and replied, "I didn't know you could cook."

"I can't." He said with a laugh. I figured he would say that.

I took a seat at the breakfast bar and watched Jake "cook" pancakes. I watched the clock and counted down the seconds then said, "I was born right now." Jake turned to the clock which read 8:26 am.

"Wait," He said, "You were born on your birthday."

I laughed at the way he said it, "Yes Jake, everyone's born on their birthday."

He shook his head, "No. Today's the 26th of August right?" I nodded. "And that's the 8th month," I nodded again, "So you were born on 8/26 at 8:26am?"

"Yes, I was."

He shut off the stove and walked over to me. He picked me up in a hug and spun me around causing me to giggle. When he stopped he still held me and said, "Well aren't you special."

I laughed and kissed his lips. It was short and sweet, but still amazing. He set me down and went to put the pancakes out on plates. There was a knock on the door and I said I would get it so Jake could finish setting the counter.

When I opened the door I saw a man, he was dressed normally, but the flag pin on his shirt made me second guess myself. I looked into his eyes, the eyes that were the same color as mine.

"Kayla, is that you?" He asked.

When I heard his voice I knew it was him. I gasped and started crying while giving him the biggest hug in the world. I can't believe he was here. He was alive. I could sense Jake was behind me so I pulled back and wiped my tears, but they were just replaced with fresh ones.