I groan as the light floods my eyes. What time is it? "Belly babe, are you in here?" I groan reaching out for her. I feel a warm body. "Oh thank God. I had the weirdest dream ever about-Jeremiah" My eyes fling open when instead of feeling the softness of Belly's shirt she wore to bed, I felt abs. Almost completely rock hard. "Dreamin' 'bout me babe? how sweet of ya." He grinned down cheekily at me. "I made some breakfast, want any." I nodded. "And I wasn't dreaming about you." I lied. I find myself lying a lot these days. "Come on down-oh, and my mom's doing those portrait paintings again." he rolled his eyes and gut up from bed. "Plate's waiting for you downstairs." I sigh as Jeremiah leaves the bedroom, closing the door softly after him.
All I could think about was mt stupid dream about Jeremiah. His hands playing with the curls in my hair. Our 4 AM conversations. In person or on call when life got to tough. His smile. His bright blue eyes. How his hair curled so effortlessly. I sighed dreamily. But then my daze drifted over to the boy I had met on the bonfire not too long ago. The one who actually pays me attention. Who didn't hesitate to learn everything about me. Complimented me and showered me with attention. As much as I wanted that from Jeremiah, I could never force him to like me. Why wait for something to never be, when I can move on to a great guy who's willing to give me everything I deserve and more?
I dig through my closet for the summer to decide on what to wear. I remember what Susannah was telling Belly and I last night. I choose a red and white striped top, a blue mini jean skirt, some black platform shoes with white socks.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"You just got here, you can wait." Steven continued to pester Jeremiah. "I want a turn too!" I joked. I sit down at the bar table and see a plate was already in front of me. A bunch of fruit in an Acai bowl. Jere knows these are my absolute favorites. Lots of Kiwi, mango, and blueberry. Now strawberry because I am allergic. "Alright, alright, there's enough of this hunk to be passed around to everyone." I almost choke on the orange juice I was sipping on. "I don't even what to know what you mean by that." It was very common knowledge that Jeremiah was bisexual. He flirted with everyone, kissed everyone. It often sent me into a tizzy. He was just attracted to so many different people. There's millions of eligible bachelors & bachelorettes in the world. He could never pick me compared to anyone else.
"You look cute today." jere complimented as he set down a tier of pancakes on the plate next to mine. "Who's this for?"
"Belly. Whenever she shows up."
"Where'd she go?"
"To meet up with that boy. Since she couldn't come yesterday they texted about her coming today." jeremiah walked over to Conrad who was on the couch. "So that's where Belly went this morning? She's been gone since I woke up."
"Come on man, hurry your ass up!" Steven whined loudly. "All right, I can't be late for my first day of work." He continued to complain. If there ever was anything notable about Steven, it was that he was able to complain so freely in any (and all) given moments. "We won't we good."
