Jack Johnson's fan fiction

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Abernathy's POV
I watched as Ezzy got on the bus. "Now, about those pancakes," Jack said walking to the kitchen. "Let me help," I said grabbing the milk and eggs. "Kay babe," He said. I blushed. We worked silently, until I got dumped in flour. "WHAT THE FUCK JACK!" I turned around to see a Jack holding in his laughter. I got an egg and smashed it on his head. "Now we are even," I said walking upstairs. "I'm gonna shower," I said turning around towards him. He nodded. I quickly got my stuff and went into  the shower. I washed myself really quickly. I dried up then got dressed. I practically ran down the stairs. I slipped and fell. Or so I thought. "I guess you're falling for me," Jack said smiling. I realized I was in his arms. "Thanks for saving my life," I said kissing his cheek. Damn, I really am falling for him. "Anytime," he said smiling. Oh his smile! "Well, our pancakes are done," he said leading me towards the kitchen. OHMYGOD THEY LOOK SO GOOD! I sat down quickly. I quickly dug into the pancakes. "It's sooooo good," I said looking up. "Thanks," he said sitting down. I finished up and put the dishes in the sink. "So, what ya wanna do now?" He asked. "Uh, Jack sweetie. You still have egg in your hair," I said holding in my laughter. "We can't all have Sexy hair like yours," he said holding a chunk of my fading grey hair.( I dyed it) "if anything is sexy it's you," I quickly covered up my mouth, realizing I just said that out loud. "Oh, so you think I'm sexy eh?" Jack said raising his eyebrows. I looked down and nodded. "I think your gorgeous  too," he said kissing my cheek. I couldn't help it. I blushed. "What are we gonna do when you move?" I said wrapping my arms around his waist. "We will find out soon enough," he said doing the same. I felt tears forming. "Hey, I'm gonna call the guys," he said walking into the porch. I nodded. A few minutes later they showed up. "I brought the beer," Cameron said. "Dude, most of us are under the drinking limit," I said backing into Hayes. " AND FUCKING HAYES IS 16," I said realizing it's his birthday. "Chill Hayes isn't gonna drink," Nash said. Hayes nodded. "Even though I'm 16, I'm not getting wasted," he said smiling. "Okay then, I'm gonna drink a little, I still have Ezzy," I said.