Shameless ≫ jeremiah fisher

10. TEN

CHAPTER TEN

EVERYTHING FELT LIKE A blur in that moment. cooper was on his fourth (or maybe it was his fifth; he lost count) drink and he'd had a handful of shots by the time allie showed up to join the party. they were outside playing beer pong with conrad and nicole. cooper and nicole were on a team while conrad and allie teamed up together. it ended up being a pretty close game, but conrad and allie won, leaving nicole and cooper in the dust.

cooper stumbled into the kitchen to get another drink when he bumped into someone, turning to apologize. the smile on his face grew when he saw that it was belly. "hey, belly!" he excitedly gave her a side hug before reaching for the whiskey, pouring a heavy amount into his cup before he added a little coke.

"jesus, coop. how much have you had to drink?" she laughed, wrapping an arm around his waist as he stumbled a bit.

he hummed, "i'm not sure, but i feel fantastic."

she laughed again, leading him in the direction of the living room. "maybe you should sit down for a few minutes." as they entered the living room cooper's stomach turned at the sight of jeremiah. he wasn't supposed to be there.

"why is jeremiah here?"

"conrad told us all to come." she responded before helping him sit on an open spot on one of the couches. "just settle for a minute, yeah? i'm gonna grab you some water."

cooper pouted, doing his best to avoid making eye contact with jeremiah. "i want my jack and coke." he held up the red solo cup to show the girl and she smiled.

"don't worry, you can keep your drink. i just think you should have some water too. you're going to feel like shit tomorrow." she headed back into the kitchen, leaving the boy by himself. he shrugged his shoulders and brought his cup to his lips, chugging the dark liquid as he sat there, waiting for belly to return. the burn was barely there as he had already had so much to drink, but before he could finish a body plopped down on the couch next to him which caused him to spill the rest of it down the front of his shirt.

"what the fuck, dude?" cooper slurred, eyes wide as he looked over at the stranger.

"sorry, man. it was an accident."

"an accident?" cooper scoffed angrily. "you plopped down on the couch next to someone in the middle of drinking a fucking beverage. what did you think would happen?"

"dude, you're clearing drunk. you need to chill out."

"i need to chill out?" cooper turned to face him more, but before he could say anything else he was interrupted by a curly haired boy grabbing his arm.

"it's okay, coop. come on, i've got another shirt in the car that you can wear." he pulled the blond up off the couch, leading him in the direction of the front door.

"get the fuck away from me." cooper mumbled, trying to pull himself away from the boy. he was so weak and dizzy at that point that jeremiah wasn't even bothered nor did he budge. they made their way outside and the cool air was like a smack in the face, making his head hurt more. jeremiah made cooper lean against the passenger door of the car as he opened the back door to retrieve the spare shirt he had.

"do you want help putting it on?"

"i can do it myself." cooper reached for his shirt to pull it over his head, stumbling into the mirror as jeremiah wrapped his arms around his waist to catch him.