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CHAPTER EIGHT
















"WELL, WELL, WELL, WHAT do we have here?" allie smirked, looking at the boy's neck.

cooper pushed her hand away, rolling his eyes. "don't worry about it."

she gasped, eyes widening. "was it jeremiah?"

cooper crossed his arms over his chest and laid back on the sand, shaking his head. he closed his eyes and let out a small sigh as he took in the sound of the ocean waves.

"i saw you leave the party with him." she stated. "it had to have been him."

the blond boy licked his lips, not bothering to open his eyes. "he found me dying in the bathroom, so he brought me home."

"then who gave you that giant ass hickey, dude?" allie shoved him. "whoever did it must've literally claimed your ass."

cooper gently shook his head in response and let the sun soak into his skin. they laid in silence for awhile before cooper's phone went off and he rolled over to see who was bothering him. conrad's name flashed across the screen informing him that he'd be back late that night since he was helping that book guy. cooper made sure to figure out the man's name later so he wasn't calling him 'book guy' anymore.

the two teens baked in the sun for a few hours before deciding to get food since conrad wouldn't be home for dinner anyway. they settled on pizza and smoked a joint before cooper decided it was time to head back.

"you're sure jeremiah didn't give you that hickey?" allie smirked as she pulled her car up outside the house. cooper only rolled his eyes and allie reached over to nudge his shoulder. "i'll see you later, okay?"

"bye, al." cooper stepped out of the car and made his way inside. as he entered the house he could hear the happy chatter coming from the dining room. everyone, minus conrad, was sat around the table enjoying dinner.

"hey, coop." susannah smiled at the boy. "how's allie?"

the blond boy smiled at the woman, "she's good. she says hello."

"did you eat? we've got plenty of leftovers."

"we grabbed pizza, so i'm good. thanks, though." his eyes wandered over to jeremiah's and the boy was looking down at his plate. "i'm gonna head to bed. the sun definitely tired me out." susannah gave him a small nod before he made his way upstairs to his room. he gently closed the door behind him and stripped his shirt from his body. he tossed it to the side, making a mental note to do a load of laundry the next day and slipped out of his bathing suit trunks. he put on a pair of boxers and sweats before he turned out the light and crawled into bed.

he'd quickly drifted off to sleep, but was awoken when he felt arms snake around his torso. he let out a soft groan before rolling over to look at the blue eyed boy through the darkness. "what are you doing in here?"

"you got good color today." jeremiah mumbled, letting his nose brush against cooper's. "tanned skin looks good on you." he pressed a soft kiss to cooper's lips and the older boy hummed, eyes closing again. he was way too tired to even hold up a conversation.

"what time is it?"

"around two." jeremiah stated, his fingertips dancing on cooper's clothed hip. "i just wanted to see you before i went to bed. –missed you today."

"sorry," cooper sighed, nuzzling his head into the crook of jeremiah's neck. "conrad wasn't around, so i hung with allie at the beach all day."

the curly haired boy hummed, "how much did you smoke today? you reek of weed." cooper only shrugged. he honestly couldn't remember. "you should stop doing that shit. it's bad for you."

cooper rolled his eyes. "just because you blew me twice doesn't mean i'm going to quit smoking, jere."

"me blowing you has nothing to do with that." jeremiah shot back. "i told you i don't like it."

"what are you?" cooper scoffed, pulling away from the boy to meet his eyes. "my boyfriend?"

jeremiah stuttered, "n-no, i just–"

"i'm not gonna quit because you don't like it." cooper stated. "if you've got such a big problem with it then go complain to someone else. i don't feel like listening to bullshit right now. i'm tired."

"what the fuck is your problem?" jeremiah sat up, looking down at the boy.

cooper simply raked his fingers through his hair and rolled over so that his back was to the curly haired boy. "goodnight, jeremiah."

there was a small silence before jeremiah scoffed, "you're a dick." he got off the bed and left the room, closing the door behind him and cooper let out a sigh, pulling the blankets up to his chin.

it was in that moment that he remembered why he disliked the younger fisher boy.

















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