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• Y/N POV •

I wake up and see Sydnie in the bed across from me tangled up with her bed sheets. I try to roll over but only my head moves as I turn to unexpectedly face a tired Jack.

"Morning beautiful," he says, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"That's not what I wanted to wake up to," Syd complains.

"Morning," I reply with a smile at her comment. "What are you doing here?"

"Keeping you warm, what does it look like?" he responds sleepily, his face nestled in to my shoulder.

"What's the plan for today?" I ask.

"The boys and I thought you would come over, see the house, hang out, if you want to of course. And well, I was thinking, maybe a date later?" he suggests.

"I would love that," I tell him happily. "However if we actually plan on doing that I may need to be getting ready."

"Do you have to?" he moans. "Can't you go like this?"

"No I can not, besides I need a shower," I reply with a laugh, wriggling slightly to escape his grip and head to the bathroom.

I walk out of the bathroom twenty minutes later wearing an oversized hoodie - which I probably stole off of Jack lets be real - a pair of leggings and my wet hair around my shoulders being left to air dry.

My boyfriend, on the other hand, is in the exact same position that he was twenty minutes ago.

"Aren't you getting ready, lazy?" I laugh, flicking one of his braids since his curls have almost fallen out and he hasn't bothered booking another perm appointment yet.

"Ugh do I have to?" He moans rolling over with a smile on his lips.

"Unless you want to smell," I joke with a shrug.

"Hey-"

"Yeah get up smelly!" Sydnie yells.

"Anything else I need? I ask Jack as I throw my phone in to my bag.

"A bathing suit maybe? There's a pool so we might go in," he suggests.

I nod and rummage through my suitcase to find one of the few bathing suits that i packed. I grab the first one I see and shove it and a towel in to the bag I'm taking with me as well.

Minutes later, we jump in to Jack's car and head off to the boys' house. After a second or two of silence I connect up my phone to the car radio system with the aux cord, a small smirk on my face.

"I know that face," Jack laughs. "What are you doing?"

"You'll see," I reply simply, grinning at him while I shuffle my playlist.

"Oh you're kidding me," he chuckles but starts to sing along anyway.

"I've been all through the country from LA to Kentucky

Met a good girl in Houston but she knows

That there are bad girls in Paris, no they wanna get married

And some beautiful ones in Tokyo."

"Some go to college

Some go to model

Some diggin' for that gold."

My playlist blasts through the car as we speed along the free way towards the hills.

When we pull up in to the drive way my playlist is still being blasted, and it doesn't take long for the boys to have come running around the side of their house yelling lyrics as soon as they hear their music.

"I DON'T REALLY WANT NO TRUST FUND BABY!" Zach screams.

"I LIKE MY WOMEN INDEPENDENT!" Corbyn yells.

"SKRT SKRT!" Daniel grins.

"AND I SAY TO PEOPLE THAT'S MY LADY!" Jack shouts.

"AND WE DON'T NEED NOTHING ELSEEEE!" Jonah sings.

"WOOOO!" I applaud loudly, as the guys laugh.

I grab my bag and get out of Jack's car. "Morning boys."

"Right what film do we want to watch?" Daniel asks as we head inside.

"Hold up we need a house tour," Jack says.

"HOUSE TOUR!" Zach screams running off in one direction.

After my very in depth house our from the boys we settle down on the sofa and Jonah sets up the last Harry Potter film for us to watch despite the boys protests.

"Time for our date!" Jack says.

"I thought you'd never ask," Zach jumps up quickly.

"Haha very funny," Jack says playfully pushing Zach back into his seat and grabbing my hand to pull me up.

"Where are we going?" I laugh as Jack spins me in to a hug and the rest of the boys pretend to throw up.

"Corbyn shut up! You too Jonah," Jack grins at them. "Surprise," he tells me with a look I know very well.

[word count ; 767]

[written ; 14th October 2018]

[published ; 5th November 2018]

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