Red Hoodie //BoyFriends

Chapter 28

"Jeremy-"
"Trust me"

I sigh and turn the other way.
He keeps directing me and I suddenly realise where we are going
7-eleven.
He tells me to stay in the car and comes back with a slushy and two packets of m&ms.

"Save the m&ms. We can eat them during our free periods"
"Nice idea"

I take a sip of my slushy.
Jeremy obviously steals it to have a sip as well but he can't handle the coldness of it and almost immediately gets brain freeze

"Amateur"
"Fuck you"
"You wish"

He laughs and we pull up at school. I find a parking spot and we head inside. Teachers literally don't care what seniors do anymore at this point. So no one tells me to get rid of my drink.
Our lecture isn't until 1:30pm so me and Jeremy find a quiet spot outside.
Luckily it's still pretty warm so we can sit out here.
We end up sitting in the same place as we did with Brooke yesterday.
Jeremy opens the m&ms and we just sit chatting.
I end up eating most of the m&ms.
Even when Jeremy complains.
We honestly just sit there chatting until lunch and we finally meet up with the rest of the group at our normal table.
I sit opposite Rich and Jeremy sits next to me

"Hey guys"
"Hey Rich, You guys enjoy class"

Chloe answers before rich gets the chance

"Don't fucking go there"
"I take it it wasn't good?"
"So our teacher made us do work and also made us present"
"Ew. I hate presenting"

Jeremy speaks up

"Michael you hate anything to do with school"
"Good point"

We sit talking for a bit until I feel someone tugging at my hoodie.
And then something cold. Very cold. Being tipped down the back of my shirt.
I jump up and turn round.
You guessed it. The Dickhead who basically outed me and Jeremy.

"Whoops!"

He gives me a death look and walks off
Not before Rich can get to him though. I don't even see what happens.
But all I see is someone -never mind, Jake - pulling Rich off of this guy

"You wanna mess with him you mess with us!!"

I'm genuinely shocked at Rich. I haven't seen him like this since I took my month off.
I'm kinda glad Jake gets him off him. It's not something I wanna see.
In other news. My hoodie and top are absolutely soaked and I'm freezing.
I feel Jeremy tug my hand.

"Come on. We have time"

I let him take me wherever we are going and we end up in the bathroom.
Not this hellhole again.
I take my hoodie off and Jeremy washes out the slushy with warm water and the hand soap and holds it under the dryer.

"Jeremy's you're like a dad right now"

He blushes

"Just helping my boyfriend"

Once my hoodie is somewhat dry, I take my top off and put my hoodie on. Jeremy does the same thing he did to my hoodie with my top and we manage to finish just before our final lecture.
I pull my top back on and my hoodie again before basically running down the hallway with Jeremy to get to our lecture.
I sit in the corner with Jeremy next to me and I feel him lean his head on me for basically the whole time.
He stays so still in convinced he's fallen asleep.
My theory is proved to be true when the lecture finishes and we all go to stand up but his head stays still.
I laugh softly to myself and shake him

"Jer"

His eyes flick open

"shit!"
"It's okay. We literally didn't listen to anything they said. You didn't miss anything"
"Oh thank fuck"

He quickly gets up and grabs his bag.

"Wait are we done for the day?"

I smile

"Yeah. We can go home now"
"Oh thank fuck"

I'm guessing that's his saying for today
We head out to the car and Jeremy is actually more awake now.
It doesn't take us long to get back but we sit in the garden together as the weather is still pretty decent.
My mom recently decorated one of the trees at the end of the garden as if it was another Christmas tree so that's the cutest thing ever.
We sit on the grass and I lie my head on Jeremy's legs looking up at him.

"You're so cute you know?"

He looks down at me

"What?"
"I said you're so cute"

He blushes. It's crazy. It's like I can see the red come to his face.
He tries to hide it but I reach up and gently push his chin up

"I can see you blushing"

He just gazes down at me. I lift my head slightly and he leans down and kisses me.
I kiss back but we both pull away before it gets too much.
And I definitely do not want a repeat of the other day.
Hilarious for me, but my mom definitely saw and thought we were doing something else.
So instead I sit up

"You wanna go eat leftover birthday cake?"
"Is that even a question"

He jumps up and I follow him inside.
The second I mention any type of sugary food Jeremy is up and moving. He's already got the cake out and has started cutting it.

"God you're fast"
"The cake tasted really fucking good. I need more"

I take both his hands and try to look serious

"Okay Jeremy do you need an intervention?"

He laughs

"No I do not need an intervention. But what I do need. Is cake"
"Fine. Get your cake"

He cuts two slices (his is definitely bigger) and we sit to eat them. To be honest I agree. This cake is really good.
We get through our slices in about 5 minutes.

"Michael"
"Yeah?"
"Can we get high?"
"Jeremy you getting high doesn't work well"
"I knowww. But what if I don't have as much"
"We can have one joint between us. Deal?"
"Fineeeee"

You can imagine how the next hour goes. Jeremy goes all woozy because he couldn't even handle what little amount he had, I'm absolutely fine and end up looking after Jeremy like he's a child.

"Michael!"

I sigh and look over to Jeremy who is curled up on my bed

"Yes Jeremy"
"Where are you"
"Literally at my desk"
"Oh. Good"

A literal second later

"Michael"
"Oh my god what?"
"I think I feel more normal now"
"I don't trust that statement. Get some sleep"

I mean he doesn't say no, he goes quiet so I think he listened. I leave him for a bit before lying next to him.
I send him his good morning message and gently kiss his cheek.
I'm not tired at all but I have my music on to help me out.
I end up just listening to the Dear Evan Hansen soundtrack before finally drifting off.
I wake up at 4:30am.
Looks like we are back to our old routine hey sleeping pattern?
Jeremy is still fast asleep and I don't want to disturb him. I stay lying next to him and just stare up at the ceiling. I close my eyes as I listen to different musicals and just imagine how I would stage them.
I do this a lot. Especially when I can't sleep.
We have no alarm set to wake us up so god knows when Jeremy will sleep till.
But who cares
I'm happy staging these songs in my head.