Hello fellow Japril shippers! So we still have months and months of waiting for season 10 to start so thought I'd post something to help make the wait a little easier...this is pretty much just gonna be a fluffy little story (thinking about 8 chapters long) set sometime during season 8 after Jackson and Lexie break up.

I want to warn you that it's rated M for a reason...this fic is gonna be filled with lots of juicy lemons so please be warned...if you don't like sex scenes then you might wanna skim over those parts, but honestly who doesn't love a little Jackson/April smut?

This story is named after the Taylor Swift/Ed Sheeran song, if you haven't heard it then you should...it's amazing!

Characters are not mine, they belong to the lovely Shonda...I'm just having a little fun with them :)

Let me know what you think!

All I knew this morning when I woke
Is I know something now, know something now I didn't before
And all I've seen since eighteen hours ago
Is green eyes and freckles in your smile
In the back of my mind making me feel like...

April Kepner was the last to arrive at Joe's. It had been a long and tiring day at the hospital so her and the others had decided to meet for drinks after they'd finished their late shifts. April removed her coat as she walked into the dimly lit bar and quickly made her way over to where Alex, Meredith, Cristina and Jackson were seated. She sighed heavily as she sat down next to Meredith, ordering herself a gin and tonic.

"I've made a huge mistake," April groaned, just as Joe came over with her drink. "I'm such an idiot."

"What did you do this time?" Alex asked, taking a swig from his beer.

April eagerly picked up her glass and took a long drink, the alcohol going so easily down her throat. "I told my parents I'd go to their wedding anniversary in Ohio next month," she explained, sitting her glass back down on the bar and looking down at her hands.

"What's so bad about that?" Jackson shrugged.

April looked up, her face more pale than usual. "Nothing," she murmured, chewing nervously on her bottom lip.

"Why do you look like you're about to vomit?" Cristina questioned, studying April intently.

April sighed and quickly downed what was left in her glass, gesturing for Joe to bring her another. "It's nothing," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "It's just...It's..." She inhaled a deep breath and looked over at her friends. "I told them I was bringing a date."

"A date?"

"Yeah...I-I might have told them I was seeing someone and that I was going to bring my new boyfriend to their anniversary." She hung her head in shame.

"But...you don't have a boyfriend?" Jackson's brow furrowed in confusion.

Cristina and Meredith both snickered between themselves, finding the idea of April having a boyfriend rather amusing.

"I know I don't have a boyfriend!" April snapped. "But I couldn't tell them that."

"Just when I thought you couldn't get any weirder," Alex murmured, rolling his eyes.

"I know it was stupid!" April retorted, her cheeks turning a dark shade of red. "But it just slipped out and they sounded so happy to hear that I was finally bringing someone home to meet them. Did you know that I've never introduced a boyfriend to them before? They think I'm gay!" April shook her head and looked down at her hands again, she could feel herself getting worked up. "I know I shouldn't have lied to them but they keep asking if I've met someone and I know that it worries them every time I tell them I'm still single. They think I'm going to be alone forever!"

"Well what are they going to say when they find out you lied to them?" Meredith asked.

April sighed and sat back on the stool. Joe came over with her new drink, pushing it in front of her and taking her used glass away. "I can't tell them the truth," April replied. "I can't! You should have heard how happy they sounded when I told them I'd met somebody."

"Well you better hurry up and find yourself a boyfriend then," Cristina replied, voice smug.

"I-I have a plan." April looked over at her colleagues. "I'll just tell them I'm sick and I wont be able to go."

"And miss your parents anniversary?"

"They'll have another anniversary next year."

"And maybe next year you can tell them that you're bringing your husband and three kids along?" Alex teased.

"Shut up!" April elbowed him in the ribs. "This isn't funny!"

"You can't miss your parents anniversary, April," Meredith pointed out. "Just tell them that you broke up with this guy, they wont know any different."

"I can't do that," she whispered, cradling her face in both her hands. "It would disappoint them so much."

"Who did you say your boyfriend was anyway?" Cristina asked, ordering herself another beer.

April sighed and dropped her hands from her face. "I haven't told them anything yet. I told them they had to wait until they met him in a few weeks."

"This is so screwed up," Alex mumbled. "Can't you see how messed up this is? Who lies to their parents about having a boyfriend?" He laughed and shook his head in amusement. "You're going to die a virgin."

"Leave her alone, Karev," Jackson scolded, giving Alex a hard look.

"I'll figure something out," April mumbled, playing with the straw in her glass. April really didn't want to miss her parents 40th wedding anniversary, but she didn't really have any other options. She couldn't turn up there without a date, her family would hate her if they found out she'd lied to them.

How did she always manage to get herself into these horrible situations?

-o0o-

Three weeks later and April still hadn't decided what she was going to do about her parents anniversary. She was sitting on her own at home, watching Breakfast At Tiffany's and cradling a bottle of beer in her hands. She had less than a week to either come up with an excuse as to why she wasn't going to go to her parents party, or try and find a boyfriend to go with her. April sighed at the thought and quickly had another drink from her beer, feeling more than a little sorry for herself.

The front door opened and April looked up to see Jackson walk in. She watched as he turned to lock the door behind him and removed his jacket.

"Hey," he greeted, giving April a friendly smile. "You okay?"

April nodded and looked down at the bottle of beer in her hands. "I'm fine."

Jackson disappeared into the kitchen and returned a moment later with a beer and some cold pizza from the night before. He plopped down on the lounge next to April and lifted the lid off the pizza box, offering April a slice.

"Thanks." She smiled and grabbed a piece.

Jackson took a slice for himself and leaned forward to sit the rest of the pizza on the coffee table in front of them. He turned his attention to the movie, taking a few swigs from his beer. "What are we watching?"

"Breakfast At Tiffany's," she replied, having a bite of her pizza.

They fell into a comfortable silence while they watched the movie. April pretended to watch the movie while silently having a debate with herself over whether or not she should tell her parents the truth. Deep down, April knew that she didn't really have a choice. There was no way she would be able to find a date for her parents anniversary in less than a week. So, unless she wanted to miss their important day, she was going to have to go on her own.

Her parents were going to be so disappointed.

"Have you decided what you're going to do about your parents party?" Jackson asked, as though he could read Aprils thoughts.

April shrugged and took a sip from her beer. "Not yet," she replied.

"You know...I get why you lied to them."

"You do?"

He nodded and gave her a small smile. "Yeah, I know what it's like to want to try and impress your parents. Sometimes it's just easier to lie to them if it means making them happy. I get it."

She turned to look at him, thankful that someone finally understood. "I just wanted to make them proud of me. They were so excited when I told them I had a boyfriend. They've probably told everyone back home by now." She looked away, playing with the label on her beer. "My whole family's going to judge me when I turn up without a date. I'm going to have to tell them the truth."

"Not necessarily," he stated, tossing his pizza crust back into the box.

"I have to," she murmured, sighing in frustration. "I don't have any other options. They're going to find out that I'm single sooner or later."

"Find someone to go with you," he suggested.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah right. I doubt I can find a boyfriend in six days."

He was thoughtful for a moment. "Maybe you don't need to find a boyfriend," he pointed out. "Maybe you just need to find somebody who'll pretend to be your boyfriend?"

She looked over at him, furrowing her brow in question. "A pretend date?"

He shrugged and took a bite. "It could work."

She thought about it for a moment, tossing the idea around in her mind. "Do you really think so?"

He smiled and shrugged in response, bringing his beer to his lips for another drink.

"Will you go with me?" she asked, turning to face him.

Her question caused him to almost choke on his drink. "W-what?" Jackson looked at her, his eyes wide. "I-I...that wasn't what I meant," he added, quickly. "I can't. Sloan wont let me have time off and I'm sure you could find a better pretend date to go with you."

"I'll talk to Sloan," she quickly told him. "Please, Jackson! It would mean the world to me if you did this."

He shook his head. "I can't," he replied, leaning forward on the lounge. "I really, really don't think I'm the right person to go."

"You're the perfect person to go!" she retorted. "My parents would love you! And we're already best friends so I don't think it would be too hard for us to pretend we're dating."

He was thoughtful for a moment. "I-" He turned to look at her, trying to think of another excuse to get out of doing this. But then he saw the pleading look in her eyes and he could feel himself beginning to cave. He could see how much this meant to her, how important this whole stupid idea was.

"Please!" she begged, taking his hand in hers.

He sighed and shook his head in defeat. "Fine. I'll go."

"Thank you!" She squealed in excitement and threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Thank you so much, Jackson! I owe you big time for this!"

He smiled and returned her hug, finding it almost impossible to believe what he'd just agreed to.

-o0o-

The next day Jackson was seated in the hospital cafeteria. He sat on his own, signing some patient charts while he picked at his lunch. He was halfway though the pile of paperwork when Karev took a seat beside him, slamming his tray down on the table.

"Is it true?" he asked, as soon as he'd sat down.

Jackson sighed and took a bite out of his sandwich. "Is what true?"

"Are you and Kepner really dating?"

Wow news really did travel fast around here.

Jackson stopped what he was doing and turned to look at his douchebag friend seated beside him. "No," he replied, giving Karev a dirty look. "We're not dating," he clarified. "I agreed to go with April to her parents anniversary. But it's not like that."

"You're kidding!" Karev scoffed at his words.

Jackson averted his gaze and cleared his throat uncomfortably. He looked away from Karev, focusing his attention back on the charts. "I'm not kidding."

"So Kepner's taking you to Ohio to meet her parents? For real?" He chuckled and grabbed the pudding off his tray, pulling the lid off and popping a spoonful in his mouth.

"Yep."

"And you're just gonna like...pretend she's your girlfriend, for an entire week?" Karev shook his head in astonishment, looking at Jackson like he'd grown a second head. "Dude, what's wrong with you?"

Jackson sighed and suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. "She needed someone to go with her," he explained. "She didn't want to disappoint her parents by going without a date. It's only a few days."

Karev cocked an eyebrow and smirked. "I can't believe you're gonna pretend the Virgin Mary's your girlfriend. That's the funniest thing I've ever heard."

"Shut up, Karev." Jackson pushed his chair out and got to his feet, grabbing the pile of patient charts off the table. He had post-ops to check on and Jackson really didn't feel like listening to Karev tease him right now. He was already having second thoughts about going to Ohio, and hearing Karev give him shit about it was only making him feel worse.

That night April came home from work and found Jackson seated in the kitchen, a bottle of beer in front of him. She smiled at her friend before removing her coat and going over to find something to eat.

"I booked our plane tickets today," she told him, grabbing some leftover pasta out of the fridge and spooning some onto a plate. "We leave early Monday morning."

He nodded and took a few large gulps from his drink. "Are you sure about this?" he asked her, after a brief pause.

She spun around to look at him. "Sure about what?"

Jackson looked up, meeting her gaze. "Don't you think this is a bad idea?" he questioned. "Maybe you could find someone else to go with you?"

"Oh." April turned her back to him, putting her plate of food in the microwave. "You don't want to go with me any more?" she murmured, her voice filled with disappointment.

Jackson looked down at the bottle in his hand. "I just don't know if I'm the right person to go with you," he told her, honestly. "April, I've never even met a girl's parents before. I don't know how to do this. You're family might not even like me."

She quickly spun around to look at him. "Is that what this is about? My parents?" April smiled and shook her head. "You don't have to worry about them, Jackson, they're going to like you. My whole family will love you." She lent back against the kitchen bench, folding her arms over in front of her chest. "I know this whole situation seems really weird, and I know this is a lot to ask of you, but I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't really important. I just...I want to make my family happy. I want them to stop worrying about me. I need your help, Jackson. Please!"

He looked up at her, her eyes begging for him not to change his mind. He swallowed the lump in his throat and picked up his beer, draining what was left in the bottle. "Fine."

April grinned, just as the microwave beeped, letting her know the food was ready. She grabbed a glass of water and her dinner, going over to take a seat across from Jackson at the table. "So, I guess you better tell me all about your family," he murmured, watching as April loaded her fork with pasta and popped it into her mouth. "I'm gonna wanna learn all I can about them before we get to Ohio."

I'd love to know what you thought of this chapter...it's really just setting us up for the rest of the story...next chapter is finished and ready to be posted and I'm about two thirds the way through with chapter 3...let me know if you would like to read more!

Next chapter: They're going to Ohio! :)