In Love With Himself-A Jeremiah x Jeremiah Story

~Chapter 1~

Jeremiah walked next to Jeremiah in the park, Jeremiah was listening to music, thinking about Jeremiah.
"What are you listening to?" Jeremiah questioned.
"Cooler than me by Mike Posner." Jeremiah said, bobbing his head to the music.
"Oh, that's a great song." Jeremiah stopped walking. Jeremiah was curious about why he stopped.
"If I could write you a song to make you fall in love~" Jeremiah sang, looking into Jeremiah's eyes.
"I would already have you up under my arm~" Jeremiah sang along, only a few people in the park noticed this.
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this..." They both sang in perfect Harmony.
Now more people noticed this and questioned what was going on.
"Are this twins?"
"Probably..."
"Maybe it's just a tiny thing?" People asked watching the two sing their lungs out.
This wasn't a twin thing, they were not twins. One is Jeremiah, the other is Jeremiah. So it wasn't a twin thing, it was true love. After the end of the song, Jeremiah looked around and realized that they sang in front of many people that looked at them like they were aliens.
"Um...Jeremiah?" Jeremiah whispered, seeing that he still hasn't seen everyone surrounding them.
"Yeah, what? Do you want to complement me on my singi-" Jeremiah stopped.
"Oh...um..." He interrupted himself, finally seeing all the people watching. He also noticed a creepy blonde girl with glasses was filming them, smiling like an idiot. (hehehe, it's me~!) Jeremiah took Jeremiah by the hand and ran out of the park, Jeremiah behind him, stumbling. After a while of running, Jeremiah stopped, not really sure where they were, he was just relived that he was away from those people and that creepy blonde girl. Jeremiah fell to the ground from the sudden stop. He lifted his head and took in his surroundings. It seemed that Jeremiah didn't run for the exit of the park, but the forest that was next to the park.
"Careful, Jeremiah." Jeremiah helped him up, like what else did for him in the prologue. (whoah, fouth wall broken)
"Jeremiah, do you know where we are?" Jeremiah asked him, also started to blush when he noticed that Jeremiah was still holding his hand.
"Also, why are you still holding my hand?"
"Huh? Oh! Sorry..." Jeremiah seemed to not notice that and blushed and little too, since he was trying to figure out where they were as well.
"I'm not sure where we are..."