Petals of Love (Boyf Riends story)

Chapter 19: Love

A/N Omg guys I am soooooo sorry :( I've been having really huge writers block and have been caught up in all my school work ☹😠 but don't worry! I'm back again and I'm here to stay! Also, I think this is turning into a oneshot book. Do you think I should just finish this one and do a separate oneshot book or rename this one? Let me know what you guys think 💖

Jeremy P.O.V

I bolted upright in my bed as the sudden realisation hit me in the face like a brick.

It's Valentine's day.

I quickly jumped out of bed and dashed to my wardrobe, still half asleep and in my boxers. I quickly skimmed my closet, searching for something nice to wear for the big day. After all, I did have the most stunning boyfriend in the world.

I blushed lightly as I imagined him in his signature cherry red hoodie, singing and dancing around to Whitney Houston and Britney Spears. I chuckled lightly at the thought, but then realised something.

I haven't even asked him to be my valentine yet. What if he says no? No. Of course he won't say no. He's your boyfriend for heaven's sake. Stop over thinking this and ask him already!

I reached for my phone when I heard a familiar tone ring around the room. I blushed deeply as I realised I was still in my boxers and my hair was as messy as a tornado.

It was Michael. He wanted to facetime me, whilst I was still in my underwear.

Shit. Well this is just fantastic. What a nice way to start off the day!

I roll my eyes at the thought and decide to take a risk. The room fell dead silent as the tone stopped and I quickly dashed inside of the bathroom. I immediately regretted it as soon as I heard him squeal, his face beet red with a handsome as fuck outfit on.

Crap! His outfit is perfect! This makes me look like shit. I'll never beat that, even if I tried.

"Hello? Jeremy are you there?"

I blushed heavily as I heard him on the other side of the screen.

"Uhhh yeah. I am, but there's a bit of a problem."

I watched as Michaels face dropped, my heart stung a tiny bit as I saw him looking around the room, worry written all over his face.

"What is it? Are you alright? Did someone hurt you? Because I swear to god if someone hurt you-"

I quickly realised what he was saying as fury burned his eyes, which was kind of cute.

"Nononono nobody hurt me! I'm fine, trust me! It's just...well..."

"Well...what?"

I watched as curiosity filled his eyes, his smile now brightened and all the anger had vanished.

"Omg wait are you...naked?"
Michael laughed hysterically.

I blushed furiously, thinking of ways to answer the question.

"No! I'm not naked! I'm just... well, let's just say I'm not.. fully clothed?"

"Wait! Did you want me to pick your clothes for you! Awwww jer bear that's so cuuuuutteeee!!"

I blushed deeper, knowing that he had biggest smirk on his face right now.

"Yeah yeah whatever!"

"Ok let's see what you have! But first, you need to come out of the bathroom. It's getting boring talking to the door."

He chuckled, driving me insane.

Fine. Here it goes....