I loathe you Saga(Victory's Loathe story):Do you know what you started?(4)

I was hiding in one of my favorite spots on the entire movie set.
Which, like every other person on the earth, you would think is my dressing room.
But it's not.
It's the most deserted area I like to call the prop room.
At least it was deserted till the door opened.
I looked up to see Jeremy in the door way.
"Oh, I'm- I- sorry, I came to get a prop." his voice trailed off.
Ever since my fall last week, it's been more awkward then usual between us two.
Mainly me, cuase I'm the actress breaking his heart piece by piece, and regretting every bit of it.
But he was strong, cuase he never gave up, till now.
"It's ok, I was just thinking." I told him.
He shut the door, knowing if the director saw it open even a crack, he would get screamed at.
Gotta love movie people.
I watched him dig through several prop bins, before I finally said: "Jeremy."
He turned and looked at me, and my heart started racing.
I dont know what I'm getting myself into, but for once, I dont care.
"Thanks for, uh, s-saving me last week." I stuttered.
Get ahold of yourself, Victory! Your a Jonas!
He smiled, and every bit of confidence I had, melted away.
"Your welcome."
I forced my self slowly towards him.
"S-so are you still wondering if I-I like you?" I asked nervously.
He nodded slowly.
I was finally able to smile.
"It happens, I like you, alot."
I coud see the shock, and disbelief in his eyes.
"Your just saying that. All cause I saved your life." he replied sternly.
Boy, not the response I expected.
"Not true. I had feelings for you since the day I met you."
He looked extremely puzzled.
"But you hate me."
Thanks alot, mom, and dad.
"My parents, they dont like your dad, so they dont want me, to trust you. I had to fake it,a nd it lead to all this." I explained hoping he'd believe me.
"You like me?" he asked, his voice giving way that he was nervous.
I nodded, biting my lip.
Please, please believe me! I prayed silently.
He crossed his arms, and sighed.
After what felt like an eternity, he spoke.
"Prove it."
I couldnt believe it, he wanted me to prove it!
How in the-
I stopped, and looked at him for a while.
Proving it was easy, and I knew how.
I grabbed his arms, pulled him in, and pressed my lips firmly on his.
To caught up in the moment to even notice the shocked expression on his face, but it disapeared after a few seconds.
He kissed me back, his lips soft, and this is everything I hoped a real kiss would feel like.
This cant even compare to Brent's kiss several years ago!
Someone screamed, causing Jeremy, and I to jump and hit our heads on each others.
Oh whoever it is, I'm gonna-
I saw Jasmine standing in the door way, her eyes were wide, and I knew what was going through her diabolicle little mind.
Jeremy instantly felt nervous under the death glares my cousin and I were giving each other.
"Victory, can I talk to you outside?" she asked.
Then she noticed Jeremy fidgeting,and added: "alone."
I followed he rout, and when I was fully away from Jeremy, she pinned me against the wall.
"I thought you hated him!" she cried.
I smirked.
"It's called acting.." I replied, amused by her face.
It reminded me of Aunt Jordyn's when I was little, and stole cookies when I wasnt supposed to.
But this wasnt Jordyn, and this was a different situation.
"What about our parents rule?!"
She looked furious.
"It's like you said, were twenty years old.
They can't tell us what to do."
With that, I walked past her, and back to where Jeremy was.
"Are you in trouble?" he asked.
"No, I'm fine. Hey, you wanna go out with me friday?" I asked loud enough for Jasmine to hear.
He still looked shocked.
"Uh, yeah. pick you up at seven?"
I nodded.
"Seven."
We walked out of the room together.
Jasmine just glared at us.
Oh Victory, do you know what you started?