Summer Love

Lizzie was having the time of her life. She was spending the summer with her friend Sara. There she had a summer fling with a guy named Niall. Over that summer Niall took Lizzie's virginity. That was back in 2009, three years ago. Now Lizzie and her son Jackson where getting ready to vist her old friend Zayn. What happens when Lizzie swears Zayn's friend Niall looks familiar? Will Niall recognize her too?


12. Chapter 11

Jackson's POV

I stood next to Uncle Hunter my guitar over my shoulder. 

"You ready to play in front of your first crowd." I nod blood pounding in my ears.

"Next up." The announcer called from the stage. "Hunter Hayes and his nephew Jack Hayes."

I followed my uncle out on stage. The crowd went wild. 

"Hey everybody." My uncle called into the microphone. "My nephew Jack is here to help me sing my first hit sing Home."

I gave a slight smile as I swing my guitar down and play the opening notes.

My uncle took the lead.

You know I'd fall apart without you
I don't know how you do what you do
'Cause everything that don't make sense about me
Makes sense when I'm with you


I took a deep breath joining him.   Like everything that's green, girl, I need you But it's more than one and one makes two
Put aside the math and the logic of it
You gotta know you're wanted too.
  Uncle Hunter took a step back letting me take the chorus.   ' Cause I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I, I wanna make you feel wanted.
  I close my eyes letting the music take over. Before  I know it we're singing the last line.  

You'll always be wanted.  

The crowd goes wild. The announcer walks over to me. "Son that was amazing, where did you learn to sing like that?"

I shrug. "THis is my first really performance, I must have inherited it."

"Well Jack you might just be the next big star."

I nod shrugging my guitar back over my shoulder heading down the stars.  The girls scream as I walk through the crowd. I get stopped multiple times for photos and autographs.

I happily oblige. This was a dream come true.

By the time I make it through the crowd I had five minutes to meet Niall and I find out who my dad was. There was only one thing to do.

Without stopping to take off my guitar I take off in a run.    

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