Prom (JG) *SLOW UPDATES*

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Ella's POV —in the morning—
I wake up to my phone ringing. I yawn and then feel on my night stand for my phone. Once I find it I answer it and put it to my ear.
"Hello?" I answer
"Hey honey. I'm out with the kids and dad to help him look for a job and to pick up some groceries. Do you need anything?" She asks
"No. Actually some peanut butter please." I say and then yawn.
"Ok." I. An here her writing it down.
"And as for the boy in your bed." She says and my eyes go wide.
"Make him some breakfast or something. Don't be a bad host." She says with a laugh. I laugh too.
"Ok I will." I say
"And you dad expect you to introduce us to him. But I would get him out before we come back cuz you know how your dad is." She says and I laugh
"I know." I say and she laughs.
"Ok I'll see you later." She says
"See you later."
"Love you." She says
"Love you too." I say and then yawn for the third time.
"Bye." She says
"Bye." I say and then hang up. I set my phone down and look next to me. Jack is sound asleep. Shirtless. And hot damn. I bite my lip and look away and sit up. I then realize I'm still in my robe. And I only have a bra and underwear on under it. I get up and walk to my drawer and grab leggings and a baggy tee shirt. I walk to my bathroom an use the restroom and then quickly throw my clothes on, brush my teeth and walk out. I throw my robe in the dirty clothes hamper and then walk to Jack.
"Wake up sleepy head." I say slapping his arm
"Mmmmm." He hums. I laugh and shake him.
"Ellaaa." He groans. His voice is melting my insides
"Get upppp. I'm making breakfast." I say and then reach over him and grab my phone.
"Come downstairs." I say and then walk out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen. I then go to fridge and grab things to make pancakes and bacon. As I start to make the batter, I hear Jack come down the steps and into the kitchen, he's then next to me, still shirtless with bed head.
"Good morning." I say to him flipping a pancake
"Hi." He says, his voice still raspy from sleep.
"I'm making pancakes and bacon." I say and he nods
"Are you good at cooking?" He asks
"On the weekends and break from school I cook breakfast for the kids everyday. To give my parents a break." I say and he nods
"I'm the master chef in Johnson and I's house." He says and I make a face
"Sure." I say and he laughs
"We should do pancake art." He says excitedly
"No. I know I'll sound rude but I have to get you out before my parents come back." I say and he laughs
"Why?" He asks
"My dad will have an hour talk with you about your intentions with me. Hell ask you how long you've dated me and crap like that. We aren't even dating first of all, second of all, my sister is a fan of you." I say setting three pancakes on a plate.
"Ohh." He says and I nod.
"Well can I help you?" He asks and I nod
"You can cook the bacon." I say and he nods and washes his hands. I set a pan on the thing next to me and put some butter in it. Then I hand him the package and he puts a strip in the pan, causing it to pop and land on his stomach
"Shit." He says and I laugh.
"That's not funny." He says
"It actually is."