I arrived at the deb ball with my mother. I had on a black tux that was mandatory, but my mom made sure it had at least some bling to it so I stood out in a good way. "A- Alfie." I heard Jeremiah's voice from behind me. I turned around to him to see his flushed face.
"You look-"
"Incredible? I know." I cut him off.
"Yeah." He laughed.
Jere and I walked to the backroom together where all the boys were. Conrad asked dus if we were ready for the escort dance.
"We have like a week or so left of summer. Why don't we all go on a overnight fishing trip?" Conrad suggested.
"Dude I'm in." Steven and Jere said.
"I don't know- fishing isn't for me."
"Oh come on." They begged.
"Fine, but don't blame me if I'm no help."
"As long as you're there." Jere said. making me turn my burning face.
Fuck.
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AS the boys all lined up and walking out to the stage with their partners. It was Solana and I's turn. I told her she looked beautiful as our arms linked.
Now it was time for the escort dance. I walked side by side with here, "Does my mom seem okay to you?" He asked.
"Um, not really."
"She's been sleeping a lot and smoking more pot."
"Maybe she's stressed about something." I shrugged and got in formation.
(A/N LETS JUST SKIP THIS PART IF YOU WATCHED THE SHOW YALL KNOW HOW THEY DANCED LMAO)
As we finished the dance we got cheers and applauses.
I was talking to Solana after and I noticed Cam who sat in a seat, "If you don't ask him to dance with you-"
"I'll do it," she said, "Thank you." Before I could reply Jere took my hand and whispered in my ear.
"Come with me," I noticed he had his mothers phone in his hand. Jere lead us to outside of the building.
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As we read what was on the phone my heart broke.
Susannah had cancer.
Jeremiah cried on the side of me. I put my arm around his shoulder trying to comfort him, but he just kept crying.
"I'm so fucking stupid," Jere said in between cries.
"You're not stupid Jere," I reassured.
"I should've known."
"How would you have known? She was keeping it a secret for a reason."
"That's why she kept saying 'this may be the last time were all together.' She knew she was fucking dying," Jere stood up abruptly.
I stood up after him and pulled him into a hug. We stayed there for a few moments until he lifted his head up. Jere stared into my eyes. He still looked beautiful. Even as he cried. "I'm so sorry Alf." He said in barely a whisper.
"It's alright Jere."
"No- Alf, I- I love you," My eyes shot out of my head.
"You do?"
"I do. And I've been trying to convince myself I didn't for some stupid reason. But I fucking love you Alfie."
Jere smashed his lips onto mine. Our lips were hungry as this was the first time we kissed each other in weeks. I definitely missed this. I missed him.
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