I follow Cameron into the pong room and he grabs me a drink from the fridge. "This is the only not beer left in the fridge." He says as he passes it to me. I frown. I was hoping for more to drink tonight than just one. Maybe I can convince myself to gulp down a beer or two. It’s not that I want to be drunk. I just want to feel less aware of everything I say or do. I feel more open when I’ve been drinking.
I thank Cameron for the drink and twist the top off. Jeremy wanders into the room and he grins when he sees me, heading straight for me. My heart twirls in my chest when he pulls me into a hug. I was certainly not expecting that from him. "You’re here." He says, and his words aren’t slurred, but you can tell that he’s been drinking. I wonder if he would have hugged me if he was sober. "It took you guys long enough." He says, finally pulling back.
Cameron chuckles. "We had to go home so she could change."
I sigh. "You guys make it sound like it's the weirdest thing for a girl to want to change out of greasy, smelly, gross work clothes. You guys are lucky in the kitchen, you can wear whatever. Waitresses have to look nice."
"Why’d they hire you then?" Cameron asks and when I turn to punch him he’s smiling. "I was kidding, Brookie! You’re gorgeous. Easily the prettiest waitress we have." I roll my eyes and turn away from him.
Jeremy smiles at me. "Cameron’s right, Brookie. You’re the prettiest."
I smile back, feeling a blush spread across my cheeks. "You guys are dumb." I say, pushing the compliment aside and turning to pay attention to the pong game between two of Jeremy’s brothers. Jeremy wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me to his chest, nestling his chin on my shoulder and I can’t help the wide grin that crosses my face.
Cameron turns and grins at me. I roll my eyes and shoot him a look that I hope tells him not to say anything. It seems to work. He winks at me and passes by without saying a word. The game ends and I’m not quite sure who won. It’s hard to pay attention with Jeremy snuggled against me.
I finish my drink and set it down beside the mini fridge. "Do you want another drink?" Jeremy asks, his voice warm against my ear.
"Cameron said there aren’t anymore other drinks, and I don’t think I really like beer." I tell him.
I feel him shrug. "Do you want to try a beer anyway? If you don’t like it, I’ll finish it for you."
"Sure." I say. His arms loosen around me and he walks over to the fridge. When he comes back with the can of beer, I open it and take a sip. It’s just as bad as I remember it being, but I don’t feel like staying sober all night. "It’s not horrible." I tell him, taking another drink, barely managing to not make a face.
"Alright." He opens his and snakes one arm around my waist, leaving his other arm free to hold his drink.
Two more beers and the flavor seems less strong than the first one. I wouldn’t say I really like beer, but it isn’t as awful as I remember it being. My alcohol tolerance seems to be higher today, since I’m only feeling buzzed from my four drinks.
I walk out of the bathroom and head towards the pong room. Jeremy appears out of nowhere, his hand slipping into mine. "We’re going to smoke a bowl in Russell’s room, wanna join?" I nod my head and follow him to the other room. All but one of the seats are taken. Jeremy sits down and pulls me onto his lap before I even have the chance to wonder where to sit.
Adam starts the bowl up and there’s music playing quietly with everyone talking over it. After a few big hits I’m yawning and Jeremy notices. "I’m going to go to bed. Are you coming with me?" He asks.
"If that’s okay." I say.
He nods. "Of course it’s okay. I want you to."
I stand up, stumbling over Russell’s foot. Jeremy’s hands are instantly on my waist, steadying me and we make our way upstairs.
"Woah, you have a door now?" I ask when we reach his room, and he grins, nodding his head.
"Yeah, finally. Jack helped me put it up a couple of days ago."
He pushes it open and we walk into his room. It’s odd, seeing his room the way it is now. With the bed, the tv, the gaming systems, and his door. Odd, but nice. He pushes the door shut and starts stripping down until he’s just in boxers. He pulls on a pair of pajama pants and tosses me the same large shirt I wore a while ago. "It’s clean." He says before turning around so I can change.
I slip into the shirt and fold up my clothes, stacking them on the floor by his bureau. He’s already sitting in bed, with the covers up to waist. I walk over, climbing over him to get to the other side of the bed. "Do you play video games?" He asks, looking at me with a hopeful grin.
Half an hour into the video game, I’ve lost again. I set the controller down and sigh. "How about I just watch you play?"
He chuckles and shuts the game down. "I don’t want to play anymore anyway." He puts the controllers up by the tv and then sits back down beside me. "Are you working tomorrow?" He asks, sliding his arm around me, pulling me to his side.
I curl up against him and shake my head. "No, I usually have Sundays off."
"Good." I glance up at him and see that he’s grinning.
He shrugs. "I want us to go to this cool breakfast place I saw the other day."
"Okay." I say, wondering if it’s a date or if it’s just breakfast.
"Like a date." He says, answering my unasked question. I’ve lost track of how many times he’s done that but it feels so strange how he always seems to do that.
"Like a date as in it is like a date, or like, actually a date?"
He chuckles. "That doesn’t sound like it should have made sense but it somehow did. I want it to be a date. I want to take you out on a date."
I smile and kiss his cheek. "I’d like that."
He turns his head and presses his lips to mine. "Good. Because I’d like that too." His lips are perfectly shaped. He has a cupids bow, that little dip in his top lip, and I bite my bottom lip as I think about kissing him. He leans his head forward and his lips are on mine again, sending my heart into a frenzy in my chest.
I can smell the marijuana emanating off him and I wonder for a second if he can smell the same on me. His lips taste the same as always, indescribable. They’re soft but somehow chapped at the same time, creating such a conflict against my own. His hands are cupping my face, his fingers tangled in my hair and his lips move against mine, like they’re dancing. There’s a soft stubble on his cheeks and chin, just enough for me to feel the gentle friction against my skin. I loop my arms around his neck, pulling him closer and he pulls back slightly. My eyes open and he leans his forehead against mine, just staring at me for a minute.
His eyes are such a beautiful blue. They’re always changing. From ocean blue to sky blue and every color in between. I want to know him. I want to know everything about this beautiful blue-eyed boy beside me. He opens his mouth and then, shaking his head, closes his mouth. I raise an eyebrow but decide not to ask. If he’d wanted to say whatever it was he was about to say, he would have said it. Asking him wouldn’t do anything.
"Something about you makes me feel happy." He says and I try to hold back my smile.
"Really?" I think I’m holding my composure very well. I want to be squealing. I make him happy.
He nods his head. "Yeah, I don’t know what it is, but I’m happier if I get to see you during my day."
I let my smile break out. "I’m happier when I get to see you, too." I tell him.
He smiles and leans towards my lips again. "Good."
"So I know I said I would make you something spectacular, but if I made you something at home, chances are everyone else would eat it. So for now, consider this the something spectacular. At least until I get the chance to actually make you something."
Jeremy is perfect, I decide, sitting across from him at the most adorable little coffee shop. It’s a cozy place with mismatched furniture and crazy pictures on the walls. The menu is full of delicious looking items and it takes me forever to pick something. It takes Jeremy a little while to pick something too, so I don’t feel as bad when the waitress leaves and comes back three times before I’m ready to order.
We leave the cafe a little over an hour later and I’m stuffed. "That was amazing, Jeremy. Thank you." I say. We had to park quite a ways away, so we’re walking down the sidewalk and he slings his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. When we reach the car, his arm on my waist keeps me from walking to my side of the car. I turn to ask him why he’s stopping me from walking and he’s looking at me, with an expression I quite can’t place.
"What’s wrong?" I ask and he just shakes his head.
"Nothing, I just..." He licks his lips and then catches my eyes with his. "Brookie, will you be my girlfriend?"
I must be dead right now. Is this what heaven is like? I find myself nodding and I try to find words. "Yeah, yes. Oh my gosh, yes." I sound too eager.
He grins. "Really?"
"Really!" I say and his grin grows bigger. Jeremy pulls me into a hug and then he kisses me, in public, for the first time. My heart beats faster as he wraps both of his arms around my waist. I bring my arms up around his neck and tangle them in his hair, holding his head in place, locking our lips together. I pull back fairly quickly, slightly embarrassed about the public display of affection but Jeremy doesn’t look phased.
"I almost asked you last night, but I wanted it to be today, after breakfast."
I think back to when he almost said something but didn’t, and I smile. "I would have said yes, even if you had asked last night, but this morning has been perfect."
He smiles at me and presses his lips to my forehead. "Good, that’s what I had hoped for."
My phone rings, interrupting the moment and because it’s my mom, I decide to answer it.
"Brooklyn get back home immediately." She is not happy.
I take a small step away from Jeremy, wondering what’s wrong with her. "What’s wrong?" I ask.
She snaps back, "Just get home. Now." And then she hangs up.
I stare at my phone for a second and then look at Jeremy. "My mom’s lost it. I need to go home." So we get into the car and I drop him off at the blue house, where he kisses me goodbye, and I drive home.
Flora - I hope you like this chapter! It's been my favorite to write so far!
Chrystina J - Sorry about that! Sometimes I miss things! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Can't wait to hear what you have to say about it!
Laurial - Eep! I'm happy you're excited about the spin-off! I'm majorly excited to write it! I've already got bits of it pieced out! I hope you like this chapter! I had fun writing it!
Emma - Don't worry! This story isn't over yet! Not for a little while longer!
Miha - I hope you enjoyed this chapter! It was so fun to write! And I'm glad you think it'll be a good idea for the spin off! I just love Chris and Lottie's relationship and thought it'd be fun to do a small book so we all get a bigger feel for their connection!