You and Jeremiah have been close for years.
You had practically grown up together, you have known him forever now.
But, that didn't mean that you didn't have feelings for him, because you did.
Jeremiah was a flirt, he was constantly flirting with everyone and honestly you got a little jealous when you saw him with other girls.
You didn't want to ruin your friendship so you never told him about your feelings for him.
You told your mom and his mom but they swore to keep your secret.
Honestly, you didn't ever think Jeremiah would like you back.
It was obvious he saw you more as a best friend or sister and and it kind of broke your heart.
But you were wrong, he didn't see you in that kind of way.
He wanted to be more with you and tonight confirmed that.
Jeremiah decided that he would take you to a party with him, which you appreciated as you didn't have to invite yourself.
It was just you and Jeremiah as Conrad was who knows where and your brother was on a date.
You had been drinking and you have been to multiple parties but never have gotten drunk until today.
You were thankful Jeremiah hadn't drunk anything because you were drunk drunk.
Not remember anything in the morning drunk, hangover all day tomorrow drunk, stumbling over your own two feet drunk, saying drunk thoughts drunk, it was bad.
You honestly felt bad for Jeremiah as he would be the one taking care of you but you had a rough day and needed to take your mind of it.
Which it definitely helped as you felt good.
You were dancing and drinking more and more, until Jeremiah came and found you and cut you off.
"No more Y/N, you're done." Jeremiah said and took the glass from you.
"You're no fun." You pouted and tried to stumble off, but feeling Jeremiah grab you.
"How many drinks have you had?" Jeremiah asked narrowing his eyes at you, seeing as you were drunk drunk.
"5 or 6.." You slurred, watching as Jeremiah rolled his eyes.
"I can't take you anywhere." Jeremiah said crouching down so he his head was waist level with your body, feeling him pick you up and throw you over his shoulder.
You weakly hit his back with your fist realizing it was no use.
"Jeremiah" You said his name as he gently sat you down in his red jeep.
Jeremiah watched as you seated yourself comfortable before strapping you in, moving over to the drivers side.
"Yes Y/N?" Jeremiah asked, he knew he had to get you home so he could sober you up.
If he didn't you would have a massive hang over tomorrow.
"I don't feel too good." You said, laying your head back against the seat.
