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The vodka was hard to keep down, I roamed around the Fisher boys kitchen looking for a chaser. I managed to find some Pepsi to drink.

"You okay?" Belly asked as she came over with Taylor. I smiled at them both.I could feel myself slowly lose my balance.

"I'm fine, just drunk." I managed to mumble to my best friends.
Taylor giggled at me before being dragged away by Steven.
Belly and I groaned as we watched her leave.

"I'm gonna go find Connie- Wait don't leave me by myself, I don't know half the people here at this party." I complained interrupting her, drunk belly just smirked and pointed towards Jeremiah.

"Jere keeps staring this way, go hang out with him. Y/n, he can't keep his eyes off of you, he's been like that the whole night. " Belly commented smiling, I frowned my eyebrows and looked at his direction.
My eyes rolled and I faced belly again.

"He may be YOUR best friend, but he isn't mine. He legit hates me." I muffled.

"We've hated each other for years, why would I hang out with him by myself." I mumbled under my vodka smelling breath.
Belly just stood there smiling, too drunk to even comprehend what I was even blabbing about.

"He's coming over." Belly commented squealing before running off.
"BELLY!" I yelled.

Jeremiah joined me, continuing to stare me down.

"Can you stop staring at me, it's like your obsessed with me or something? I mean the whole night you've been staring at me, but you couldn't even greet me earlier when I came to help set up the party, I know we hate each other but can we have at least a cordial night together." I spat as Jere stood next to me, he sipped on his beer.

"You done?" Jere asked, confused I faced him and shrugged my shoulders.

"What?" I asked confused.

Jere grinned showcasing his dimples.

"You done talking? I came over here to be you know? like you said cordial." Jeremiah whispered close to my ear.

He pulled back with a smirk I've never seen before, it confused me even more but also turned me on.

"You've been eye fucking me the whole night." I whispered back, jere pressed his lips together and admitted it.

"Want to go up to my room?" Jeremiah asked while placing his beer down. I squinted my eyes and had a real good think about it.

"We hate each other though, don't want to make things complicated with our friendship with Belly- We don't have to hate each other tonight. You're looking good to me." Jere interrupted me, his hand tugging at my shorts.

"Jere, really?" I asked smiling, I felt my cheeks warming up, omg I was blushing, or maybe it was just the alcohol in my system.

"What? You don't want to try me?" Jeremiah yelled over the loud party music, his eyes would trail down to my lips every now and then. I hesitated but something felt so right about this moment.

"I do." the words left my lips.

Jeremiah raised his eyebrows before we walked off and towards the stairs. I can't believe this was happening.

We reached his room & as he closed the door the sound of the party music drowned out and it became quite peaceful.
He slightly bit his bottom lip as he pulled me closer towards him, our faces so close that I could feel his warm breath.

His soft lips placed on mine, he was gentle at first within our kiss... I felt as his hands roamed my body and held me tightly.
Jere's tongue would slip in and out which drove me crazy. It felt almost magical? The chemistry between us.

I pulled back from our kiss, he looked at me as if something was wrong but I just began to undress myself, he smiled at the idea and started undressing as well.

"Come here." Jeremiah demanded as he picked me up, my legs wrapped around his waist. Our lips in contact again, we couldn't resist one another.

"OMG, WHAT?"

We heard voices and the door open, it was Taylor and Steven who swung Jere's door open. We stopped kissing and were caught in the act.

"You two? Together?" Steven asked, me and Jere denied it and I hopped off him.

"We're just drunk." I commented trying to play it cool, also trying to put my clothes back on.

"Okay, you two leave my room please, we need to get changed." Jeremiah said.
Jere couldn't help but laugh as Taylor and Steven walked off.

By the time we both got changed Jere pulled me in for another kiss.

"I'm not done with you yet." He whispered.

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