"Hey Y/n- Ew!"
I open my eyes up groggily. "Mm?"
"Off! Hands off! Back it up!" Steven yells.
I hear Jeremiah groan next to me.
"Yeah, I'm talking to you big guy! Back away from my sister!" He continues.
"Steven, get out!" I throw a pillow at him.
"No! Get away from each other!" He persists.
"But he's warm." I whine and snuggle closer to Jere.
"I don't care if he's a damn hot pocket in a blizzard, away!"
He walks over and rips the blanket off.
"Okay, my cue to go." Jeremiah stands up and walks out of the room.
"What is your problem?" I hiss at Steven.
"That is my best friend." He points at the door Jeremiah just left.
"And that is my sister." He points at me.
"And?" I say.
"And that is gross!"
"I'm gonna walk in on you and Shayla and do this shit." I aruge.
"There's a huge difference!" He defends.
"And what would that be?!"
"That- that, I'm allowed to!" He sputters.
"I'm not allowed to have a boyfriend now?!" I yell.
"That's not what I said!" He argues.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Don't make me get the together shirt!" We hear Mom yell from downstairs.
"Sorry, Mom!" We yell in unison.
"Anyways, I need the keys." He says.
"All of this because you needed keys?!" I whisper yell.
He puts his hands up defensively. "You never hung them up."
He wasn't wrong about that. But really? He had to make a whole scene?
I dig them out of my purse and throw them at Steven.
"Ow!" He yells. "Holy mother of- my eye!"
His hands rush to the right side of his face to cover his eye.
I turn to face him worriedly.
"Fuck, you hit my eye!"
"Not on purpose!" I argue.
"Yes on purpose!" He whines.
"That's it!" We hear Mom yell again.
We look at one another in terror.
"Oh no." We mumble in unison.
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i know // jeremiah fisher
FanfictionY/n Conklin and Jeremiah Fisher borderline hate each other. There are constant eye rolls and scoffs when the other one is near. But they learn to put it behind them when it comes to their crushes, Conrad and Belly. How could they get the two lovers...
