Hate

sixteen

I was still sleeping when I felt Jack's hand meet my hair. The boy was playing with it gently as I continued to sleep. He started to hum a song quietly, and I swear it only made me fall more into sleep. Soft breaths were leaving my lips as I slept, the older male being fairly comfortable.

"I hate to wake you but if you sleep any longer you won't sleep tonight." He sighs softly, moving the hair from my face.

"Baby, it's time to wake up." He says a little louder, gently nudging me. I shift, sucking in a breath before settling down again.

"Zach, baby you need to wake up." I whine, scrunching up my face. I slowly open my eyes, but they soon close as a yawn escapes my lips. I open them once again, lazily looking around.

"Good morning bubba. Or should I say afternoon?" He hums. I slowly close my eyes again, nuzzling up to his chest.

"What time is it?" I mumble.

"It's about 2 pm." I hum in response, feeling him place a kiss on top of my head.

"I'm tired." I mumble, trying so hard not to fall under again. By the time we got done fucking it was around 2:30 am, and it was another 20-30 min back home, thus making us arrive at 3 am. By the time we made it to our room and showered, it was around 4 am. So in other words, I was exhausted.

"I know love, I just want you to be able to sleep  tonight." He says softly.

"I'm sure I'd be able too." I mumble.

"Well you haven't eaten either." I open my eyes, glancing at him.

"We don't have anything good." He looks at me in surprise.

"Um we can go out to eat if you want?" I nod, sitting up. Immediately my hand flies to my lower back as I grimace.

"Oh, sorry. That's my fault." He says sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.

"It's okay, I'm okay." I say, kissing his cheek. He looked unconvinced.

"I'm gonna help you okay?" I watch as he gets out of bed, my eyes widening as a blush falls over my cheeks. It was dark in the car last night so I didn't really see him, but now it was broad daylight and holy shit he was huge.

He walks over to my side of the bed, helping me up. I did hiss in pain as I got up, but smiled at the brunette so he wouldn't worry. We both got dressed, seeing as we were both naked, before the boy helped me down the stairs. The second we got down, Jonah glances over and snickers.

"Good afternoon love birds. Glad to see you dressed." I blush, glancing at Jack in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Jack asks.

"I went to see if you were okay cause well, you don't sleep in this late , and found you two. Let's just say I'm mentally scarred. Thanks for that." My blush deepens and I can't help but look away. He saw us?

"Oh. Um well we're going out to eat." He says sheepishly. Jonah nods, going back to watching the tv. I was quite embarrassed that we were caught. Wait do the boys even know about Jack and I?

"Let's go love." Jack says, placing his hand on my back to lead me to the door. We leave and head over to his Jeep, the memories from the night before flashing in my head. I blush, quickly getting in.

"What are you in the mood for? Breakfast?" I nod, watching as he starts the car. We held hands all the way to the cafe he picked out, the curly haired boy turning off the car before he stiffens.

"Shit we forgot disguises." I glance at him, nervously chewing my lip.

"What do we do?" I ask. He lets out a sigh, looking in his back seat.