GAME OVER (Jeremy X Reader)

Chapter 11: Talking About Our Feelings & Shit

"Di- Did- Did I do that to you?" He said, pointing to the area on my body.

"No. It wasn't you. It wasn't even your body. It was Vanessa and Oliver."

"Vanessa and Oliver."

"Yeah. But don't worry about it, okay? It's not important. Michael's okay. I'm okay. You're okay. And that's all that matters right now." I was trying to steer the conversation away from my wound. I didn't want to think about what had happened. 

Vanessa had said that they had put something else in me, besides the emotion influencer, but didn't want to panic at that moment. I just wanted one moment, one moment where my world isn't falling apart and I'm happy. If Jeremy were to find out now, it would take the opportunity for that moment away from me. I'd tell him and Michael, just now then, later.

"But Y/N-"

I cut him off, grabbing his shoulders and looking deeply at him with longing. "Jeremy. Please. Let's just celebrate a little. That you're back. That you're you again. That we're safe right now And I know the SQUIP's still out there, but we need a moment. The SQUIP'll still be there in a couple minutes. 

"Okay, okay. You're right. Let's just enjoy this moment of victory." He had cleared his tears, and now had a little bit of a smile on his face. "But there's something I need to tell you."

"What?" I thought I knew what he was talking about, but I didn't want to make assumptions.

"Y/N I care about you so much and I- I love you. I didn't want to waste another second without you knowing that, and it's-"

I cut him off saying, "I love you too."

"Re- Really?" His eyes flickered with happiness.

I didn't say anything. I just gave him a big smile and leaned forward to gently kiss his lips. 

I slowly pulled back, my eyes closed.

I looked up at him and he wrapped his arms around me. 

Our lips connected again and I fell onto my back on the bed.

One of my hands was feeling his back, the other ruffling through his hair. 

I could feel Jeremy's hands feeling me up.

He sat up and ripped his shirt off, smiling down at me. I did the same. 

He came back down on me and began sucking on my neck. 

I pulled his face up to mine to intertwine our lips and tongues once again. We sat up as we made out. I could feel Jeremy undoing my bra from the back. 

His mouth moved down towards my clavicle and shoulders. Kissing, and biting me. 

My head rolled back in pleasure. 

I wrapped my arm around Jeremy's torso and flipped him down, so I was now on top of him.

I flipped my hair back.

Him giving me a smirky smile, I smirked back at him and began to grind down on him. 

His breath was hot.

I felt his body up, exploring every inch of his skin. Kissing, biting, and sucking on him. 

"Y/N. Oh my god." He said with pleasure. He then forcefully flipped me back underneath him.

He started to grind on me. Damn. He had some muscles that I definitely never noticed before.

My hands reached behind his shoulders to his back, my nails leaving red marks in their trail as he grew the moment grew more intense and aggressive. 

Our mouths again collided, sloppily kissing the other's. 

He paused for a moment and looked down at me.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked breathlessly.

"Are you okay with this?" He asked, unsure of what my answer was going to be, but there's was no doubt in my mind about what I was going to say.

"Absolutely." I said as we both shared a smile and I pulled his body back on mine, re-intertwining ourselves with one another.

It felt so right. This was something I knew I wasn't going to regret. I loved Jeremy. We had been through so much together, and that creates a bond that no one can explain. 

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Unbeknownst to me, my cell phone had fallen to the side of the bed and was ringing. The caller ID indicated that it was Michael. There had already been 2 missed calls already and there were texts in my inbox that read...

MICHAEL: Help.

MICHAEL: Y/N. Where are you?! 

MICHAEL: She found me.

But I didn't notice any of this, because Jeremy and I were too distracted. 

What was happening to Michael? Where was he? Did he ever even make it to Jeremy's house?

To be continued...