JEREMIAH POV:
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It's been a week since she's even looked at me. I screwed up big time. I really thought we were on the same page.
I punch my pillow full force. Goddammit Y/n.
I go out tonight for a swim. The girls always claimed it was a good way to clear your head.
Of course though, I don't get the opportunity because Belly's out here too.
"Hi," She says.
"Hi."
"What're you out here for?" She asks. "You never go for night swims."
"Just needed to think, you?" I ask.
"I broke things off with Cam." She admits.
"Woah, why? I thought you really liked each other." I say.
"We do- did. I just- couldn't justify being with him if I had my eyes on another person." She says, slowly swimming closer.
"Another person?" I ask following her actions.
"Yeah," She nods.
Her hand grazes my arm. I look down under the water and stare at the action for second.
"It's you, Jere." She says slowly.
And that's it, she pulls me into a kiss.
A firework goes off nearby us and we pull apart quickly, Belly looks at where it went, but I look at where it came from.
My girl, standing where I lit the first firework at Belly and Conrad. I can barely see detail in her silhouette, but I could read her face from a hundred miles away...
What the fuck have I done.