Jeremiah Fisher Imagines ❁

J.F/ rough times (Mature)

Authors note: SMUT warning, this is mature content. Please skip if you do not like this content.

- this was requested.
Jeremiah confessing his feelings after your breakup with your EX, and treating you better.

Your point of view.

It was useless trying to sleep.
My head kept replaying the break up in my mind... I can't believe he dumped me?! He was a shitty boyfriend, and I felt like I gave him my all, my everything, my damn Virginity.
I should've listened to all the people who told me not to fall for him.

It was 3am and I couldn't stop crying, the whole night my emotions felt like a roller coaster, one minute I'll be glad that we're done, the next I'll be angry at him for making my first 'boyfriend experience' shitty.

Next thing you know, I'm texting my best friend Jere. He always knew how to cheer me up.

To: Jere
From: Y/n
You up? I can't sleep, can I come over.

Without even getting a text back, I started packing my duffle bag to bring to his house. I figured I could just climb his window and wake him up.

To: Y/n
From: Jere
Now I'm up, come over.

Luckily, the Fisher house was next door.
They were my neighbours. I didn't want to wake up Susannah or Connie so I actually did decide to climb up his window, which I usually did.

"Could've used the front door dingus." Jeremiah whispered as he watched me climb into his room. I smiled and nodded a no,

"There's no fun in that, anyway your pretty best friend is here." I expressed with the widest grin, jere chucked and laid back in bed. His body still under neath his covers, knowing damn well he was naked.
Because he always slept naked.

"What does my pretty best-friend want?." He asked, I pouted and sat at the end of his bed.

"Well, I'm sad and can't sleep- Did that dick head boyfriend of yours hurt you?" Jeremiah asked sitting up, I nodded a no and then nodded a yes.

"Yes and no, I mean he dumped me because I confronted him about texting other girls from our class." I replied, Jeres eyebrows relaxed and he stopped frowning.

"When did that happen?" He whispered before pulling me into a hug, I sighed and sniffled.

"2-3 days ago, and I didn't want to tell you because you had that football game on Friday night, and I knew you'd worry about me." I explained, Jere rolled his eyes.

"Don't do that, whenever you need me I'll be there, ok?"

I thanked Jere.

"Glad he's your ex now, he was fucking asshole that treated you badly." Jeremiah expressed, I patted my hand softly against Jere's chest and pulled back from our hug.

"I know jere. I wasted my time on him. There's so many regrets I have... there were times where I honestly wished that you were my first boyfriend." I mumbled on my words, oh god not word vomit.

My eyes widened, realising what I just said to Jeremiah.

"You know what I mean? Sorry, I didn't mean to like make it sound weird."