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Jeremy Gilbert//Grown Up

Ever since I was a kid, I was best friends with Elena Gilbert. My older sister Caroline was also her friend, we're only 1 year apart.

I'm the same age as Jeremy and we just started high school. I hate that he has a crush on Vicki Donovan. He told me he lost his virginity to her, and I almost cried. That only made me want to lose my virginity even more, so I didn't seem like a loser. He was starting to pull away already with his parents death.

"Hey Jer, you wanna go to the Grill after school?"

"I'm actually hanging with Vicki tonight. Sorry y/n." He hugged me quickly and then ran off.

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A few years later, after Elena and I became vampires, something inside me started back up for him.

I noticed how hot he had gotten, and how strong and smart.

"So I never really got to say this because we drifted apart, but I'm really sorry about Jenna." We were on the roof of the Salvatore house stargazing.

"Why did we drift apart?" He asked.

"Well, freshman year you had that thing with Vicki and I got jealous. You started ignoring me so I did the same."

"You were jealous?" He looked at me.

"Yeah. You'd spend more time around her than you would with me."

"I'm sorry." He apologized while looking in my eyes.

"It's fine. We're grown up now and it's all in the past."

"All?"

"Yep." I lied.

He looked back at the stars.

"I'm gonna go take a shower." He said.

"Yeah I kind of need one to. I still smell like bourbon and weed" we both laughed and went Inside.

While I was in the shower, I heard someone downstairs.

Elena and Damon are in New York while Stefan is in New Orleans.

I wrapped myself in a towel and sped over to Jeremy, who had a towel around his waist.

I pinned him against the wall and covered his mouth.

I waited until the guy passed the room to uncover his mouth.

He just stared down at me silently, his eyes were scanning mine.

I started going up on my tippy toes towards him when the floorboard creeped and the man down the hall stopped.

I grabbed Jeremy's hand and sped him downstairs, while I grabbed a fireplace poker and waited.

I stabbed him and it turned out to be Damon. Which meant Elena was here too.

"Damon, oh my god! What the hell? I thought you were in New York!"

He tore the metal rod out of his stomach and threw it to the ground. Jeremy ran in with a pair of pants on and no shirt.

"Damon..."

Damon saw that we both had wet hair.

"I see y/n, getting down and dirty In The shower with little Gilbert."

"T-that's not true. We took separate showers."

"Mhm. You better go put some clothes on before Elena come back in."