𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 // 𝙟𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙖𝙝 𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙧

[ 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚 ]

stella woke up from her nap, which was unfortunately only about an hour. she sighed, only getting a moment of peace, before remembering what had happened before she had fallen asleep.

"fuck," she muttered, falling back into her pillows.

*flashbacks*

stella rolled her eyes before locking eyes with the boy. her head was tilted up, tempting her drunken self to just lean in.

and she found herself doing just that.

jeremiah was getting lost in her eyes... and her lips. it sounds cheesy, i know.

unfortunately for both of them, jeremiah was a decent guy. "stel... you're- you're drunk. i can't-"

stella was quiet. it was like she couldn't make words come out of her mouth.

"you won't even remember this when you wake up." he looked down at his hand which was covered up by one of hers. he took it back cautiously and stood up from the bed.

stella drowsily flopped down on her bed, laying on her chest. she watched the boy walk towards the stairs that led back down to the rest of the house.

she let out a small, frustrated groan. "but what if you're my type, j?"

*flashback ends*

before she had time to think about it any more, footsteps were jogging up her stairs. she lifted her head up to see who's face would appear in her room.

she knew before the face was even there. she knew because of the voice and the sound that the footsteps made going up the stairs.

"one sec, i just have to get stel," he said at the bottom of the stairs.

"okay, fine, but hurry up!" that voice was obviously steven.

while jeremiah was walking up the stairs, stella heard a third voice come from the bottom of the stairs. "bro, i don't even know why she's needs to come with us."

stella rolled her eyes. she knew it was her brother, andy.

"oh, you're awake," jeremiah said, swinging his arms by his side awkwardly. "i, uh, i came up here to ask you if you wanted to go with us to set off some of the fireworks."

stella smiled, standing up from the bed. "of course, i do," she chuckled softly, grabbing the zip-up sweater that was hanging off the bed post.

jeremiah hesitated before saying, "about earlier-"

stella was caught in the moment, so she couldn't think of anything else to say except for, "oh, i was really drunk... i don't really remember anything. did- did something happen or... something?"

jeremiah's lips parted slightly, letting a soft breath come out of his mouth. he closed his mouth and shook his head. "uh, no... i don't know what i'm talking about," he lied.

they walked down the stairs with some extra tension between them. andy and steven didn't notice anything between the two because they had been too busy trying to remember a handshake that they had made years ago.

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while they were leaving the house, conrad caught stella at the last minute before she could close the front door. "stel! stella, wait! are you... busy?"