Matthews p.o.v

Jeremy had to practically drag me back to his house.

He let me rest on the only couch while he took off my shoes and bag, unzipping my sweatshirt a little.

After that he had left to get us both mugs of orange juice. It felt like ages since Ive been back here, and I was happy for the return. It still looked the same. The awkward green colored walls that contrasted terribly with the brown leather sofa. The floor still hard wood, and the dent Jeremy and I had made was still there.

"Did you actually mean it?" I asked, finally deciding to break the awkward silence.

I watched Jeremy closely as he lifted his head, a pained expression crossing his face, "No. Never. I was just being stupid, Matt. I failed to recognize that. I failed to recognize how many ties between us I broke until I finally stopped trying to push the feelings I have for you a side."

"Well you did that in a very shitty way." I said, not sure if he heard me or not.

Jeremy nodded, "I know."

Tears welled up in my eyes, and deep down somewhere I wanted to attack him, "You called me disgusting! A freak! You embarrassed me in front of the whole cafeteria, telling them about..." When my cheeks blazed red, Jeremy frowned.

"Im sorry." I gave a dry chuckle. Sure he was.

"And it didnt help that like, my grandma died. Im feeling so overwhelmed, and I dont know what to feel." Taking in a shaky breath, I smiled when Jeremy wrapped his arms around me. I missed this specific feeling.

"Im sorry." Jeremy repeated, he pulled away seconds later, "How about we make some cookies or whatever, to help take your mind off everything."

"Sure." I mumbled, standing up seconds after Jeremy. We walked into his kitchen together, and the shape was well different from mine. It was like a big box, with an island in the middle, half of it opening up to the dinning room, then the other, the hallway.

He grabbed his phone from his pocket and searched a simple cookie recipe, walking around his kitchen and getting a large bowl and most of the ingredients.

"Some weird shit." Jeremy said moving in behind me to reach up to the cupboard and pull out a long cookie sheet. "Shall we video tape it also?"

"No, I look terrible." I mumbled, running a hand through my hair with a sigh.

Jeremy smiled at me, "No you look just perfect." His eyes stayed on mine for a couple minutes before he set his phone on record and clicked the little red button at the bottom of the screen.

"So, Matt and I today will be making simple chocolate chip cookies," He introduced, "And the recipe says to first go wash your hands, so we will do just that." Seeming to forget out spiff we had over the past couple of weeks, Jeremy grabbed me by the waist and pulled me over to the sink, standing behind me as he grabbed my hands to wash with his.

"Jeremy..."

His mouth was right beside my ear, "Hmm?" He breathed.

"Why are you washing my hands?" I asked confused as he tangled out hands together.

I felt his shrug, his chin moving so it was on my shoulder, "You are taking to long."

"Oh..." He chuckled before moving away, grabbing a tea towel that was hanging on the stove to dry off his hands, before handing it to me.

"Thank you..." Jeremy nodded, backing up until he was in front of the counter again, waiting for me.

"The next thing we are going to do is measure the ingredients..." All my possible, running thoughts left my head when Jeremy turned to smile at me, one of those smiles he gave only to the special people in his life.

I dont know how long I spaced out for, but when something dry hit my face, my eyes closed and my mouth opened to let out a gasp.

"Welcome back." Jeremy chuckled, wiping off what seemed like flour on his pants.

I ran a hand over my face, "Did you just throw flour at me?" He nodded with a smirk, "Flour! Out of anything!" I glared at him, "I hate you." Looking around our work station, I saw the bowl of batter. Was I zoned out that long? Scooping my hand in, I smeared it across his face. It looked like he was wearing a facial mask.

"Your lucky that tastes good." He grumbled, flicking it toward the floor before lunging at me. He pushed me so I was up against a counter, his body blocking any way of escape, he took a measuring cup from the counter and poured it on my head.

"Jeremy!" I let out a girlish scream, placing my hands in between us and shoving him off me, watching as he stumbled to keep his balance, but ended up falling to the floor. "Haha!" I cried, looking back over to our station to see everything was knocked over. Wobbling over to the fridge, I gripped the handle and opened it, grabbing a can of whip cream and two eggs. I slung my arm back, ready to fire an egg at Jeremy on the floor, but he wasnt there anymore, "Jeremy?" I shivered when some water slithered down my back.

When I felt something pelt my forehead I frowned and looked down to see a chocolate chip land on the floor near my feet. Something close to realization clicked in my head, but I ducked to late when a bunch of chocolate chips were thrown, and hit me in the back, each one individually.

"Rude!" I yelled, before I started laughing when I heard a loud thud, and a yelp. "Jeremy?" I stood from the floor, holding the eggs protectively holding them against my chest. I saw him sitting on the ground trying to collect as much chocolate chips as he could, but I threw one egg at him, smirking when it hit him in the chest, slowly soaking through his shirt as the yolk slid down.

I fired the other one and it hit him right in the stomach, making him grunt. Taking this as an open opportunity I lunged at him, settling myself at his waist, with his arms pinned down by my knees.

This was almost like the day in my room.

I blushed at the thought, but I didnt let myself get distracted. Unscrewing the lid to the whip cream, I threw it carelessly to the floor, and shook it twice. Smiling when Jeremy started to struggled, "Say hello to my little friend." I mumbled before tipping the bottle upside down and pushing on the tip, letting the contents fly everywhere on his face and even some on the ground. 

When he was finally able to push me off I let out a laugh.

"That was kind of mean." He grumbled, wiping some of the cream off with his shirt, but all it did was smear to the right side of his face.

"Or you just suck." I smirked, laying myself down on the floor. "The kitchen is a mess..." I trailed off, "Your dad is going to have a fit."

Jeremy shrugged, crawling over to me and pushing his face against mine and grabbing the whip cream can from my hands and squirting some more all over my face. "Thats alright, he is out on business this week."

"Bitch." I mumbled, shaking my head.

Jeremy smiled, rolling on top of me, his face just inches above mine, "Your bitch."

My breath hitched as his breath fanned my face, and his nose touched mine.

I looked anywhere but his face when he stared down at me, until his tongue poked out of his mouth and licked the whip cream off my cheek, and eating it. My blood boiled when he repeated the process with my other cheek, before he moved to my nose, and forehead, pulling his body up so it rubbed some places with mine, before moving back down, the front of his jeans now laying on top of mine.

I didnt know what to do. Ive wanted this... Jeremy. This to happen with Jeremy for so long. The feel of his body rubbing against my own, the feel of his tongue caressing mine, his hands wandering up and down my torso, gently pinching my nipples.

I let out a groan of frustration when he slowly traced my lips with his tongue. Hesitantly, I opened my mouth and poked my tongue out to meet his, moaning when I tasted the sweet taste of whip cream, mixed in with Jeremys wet muscle.

My groin ached as my pants started to tighten. My heart was beating so fast in my chest I thought I would have gotten a heart attack or something.

When he moved his mouth on top of mine and allowed his to dive in, I fought the urge to arch off the floor. So instead, I bent my legs at the knees, and opened them wide, moaning when Jeremys weight pressed on me.

"I want you so bad, you dont understand." He whispered in my ear, thrusting his clothed hips to meet mine. "I couldnt stop thinking about you," He bit down on my neck, pushing his hands up my shirt to caress my sides. "When we were in your room. I so desperately wanted to do that again, and again."

My body quivered in excitement when he spoke, "Really?"

Jeremy nodded, "I want your body." He pressed our lips together, grinding his waist on mine, "But most importantly, I want all of you, to be mine."

"Really?" I slowly lifted my arms above his head.

"Really." He pecked my lips, "How about we start off where we were before." He smiled down at me, kissing my cheek.

"Yes. Yes." I nodded, letting Jeremy pull me upright and in front of the camera, bending me over the counter making me stand with my legs spread apart.

Reaching between the counter he unbuttoned my pants and let his hand in, cupping my semi-erection.

"Say 'Hi' to the camera." He mumbled in my ear, pulling my head back, so I moaned while facing the camera.

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Teehee.

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