#I ship Conrad and Jeremiah with better friends who doesn’t kiss them both

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belly runs after conrad and doesn’t look back. jeremiah watches them disappear in the distance, the sound of her begging conrad to listen, let her explain, it was something spontaneous, stupid echoing in his ears.

he waits five minutes. for what, he doesn’t really know. he leans against the car and then jumps away like it’s burnt him. he counts the cars he can see and then the people and then with a shaking hand he takes out a phone and texts conrad.

‘it didn’t mean anything because she loves you. if you love her too, tell her.’

he sends it. he hates himself. not for sending it but for not being enough. for the look on conrad’s face when he seen them together. for falling for belly. for his mother leaving him alone.

he knows what’s going to happen next.

they’ll get together because everyone has always said it’s inevitable. he was just the stupid asshole to get in the way. conrad will hate him even more then he probably already does and belly will be uncomfortable around him. steven will pretend he’s neutral but will be on their side. and yeah maybe it’ll seem OK at first, like it’s something he can fix if they give him the chance, but gradually they’ll freeze him out. move on without him. they’ll start avoiding his calls, dodging his texts. one day they’ll muster up the courage to tell him there’s too much hurt, he ruined it, he ruins everything and he’ll get accept their decision with grace. he won’t have anyone to celebrate christmas with or the 4th. summer will be a void. he will be with them through instagram, watching them hundreds of miles away through a tiny screen and thank them for the small mercy of not blocking him.

but for now he catches sight of them, two dots coming closer, and he can tell that this is the beginning of his end.