15. Boyf Riends

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Prompts:

10. "I might have had a few shots."

36. "Did I say that out loud?"

67. "Oh my god! You're in love with him!"

55. "I fell in love with my best friend."

58. "I've been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the day I first met you."

72. "You deserve so much better."

99. "I don't care what they said, it doesn't mean shit!"

25. "When you love someone, you don't just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy... even then. Especially then!"

T/W: Alcohol. Vomit Menton?? Unaccepting people?? Language.

WC: 4122

Jeremy had no idea where he was. All he knew was he was at somebody's house and he was feeling great. His body was warm and all his nerves were gone. He had only had three shots and a beer and he was drunk out of his mind. He danced beside a bunch of drunk and high teenager and laughed with them. The only thing missing right now was Michael. His best friend was unable to attend this party because he had family over and wasn't really allowed to leave the house. He watched as the party raged on and the clock continued to tick. The time was currently one twenty six in the morning. "Hey!" Brooke said making her way through the crowd. "Are you ready to go?" Brooke was going to drive Jeremy home as they had discussed earlier. They talked it out after the whole squip incident and actually became really close from it. Now they were party buddies. They would switch off who would drink and who would drive and this time it was Brookes turn to drive.

"Yeah," Jeremy nodded and grabbed onto her arm as she led him out of the party. Brooke half led half carried Jeremy to her mom's car. Once she got him in the car safely and buckles up she walked around and got in herself. "Damn. You're glad you're scrawny and I'm strong or else I wouldn't have been able to get you in the car." Jeremy laughed at this little joke. What started out as a small innocent laugh gradually turned into a full blown laughing fit. "Shit, you're drunk." Brooke giggled. "How much have you had?"

"I might have had a few shots." Jeremy said laughing and shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah might have." Brooke said with a small laugh. "There's no way in hell I'm taking you home like this. You can stay at my place tonight. There's crackers and water in the glove compartment. Try to sober up at least a little bit." She turned the key and started the short drive to her house. Within minutes they pulled up into her driveway. Brooke looked over at Jeremy and said "Are you okay now?"

"Yeah I'm better" Jeremy said not slurring his words and feeling better all together.

"Good, let's go," Brooke said pulling her key out of the ignition and getting out of the car. Jeremy got out of the car and followed after her slowly. The two made it safely in the house and Jeremy followed Brooke upstairs into her room without making too much noise. "Here," Brooke said throwing Jeremy some clothes "They're my brothers." She opened her bedside table and pulled out a family pack of new toothbrushes and pulled a blue one out. "Let me show you to the bathroom" she said leading him out of her bedroom and down the hall. "Change and brush your teeth. Meet me in my room when you're done okay?"

"Okay." Jeremy said. He opened the bathroom door and began to undress. The room was still spinning a little bit but he managed to put the clothes Brooke gave him. They were a little big on him but he didn't mind. He brushed his teeth and almost immediately felt better after he did. Jeremy leaned over and picked up his clothes and grabbed his toothbrush. He made his way to Brookes room to find her already in her bed on her phone and an air mattress with a pillow and blanket on the floor.

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