A/N: Hello honey's! First of all, I'm sorry for not updating anything for a while on any of my other fic's, but I've been working on this fic, I've had a massive writersblock and I've had my right wrist and arm wrapped up for almost a month, in the middle of writing this, where I haven't been able to write, so it's taken a while. I hope you can all forgive me for that.
This is kind of an experiment, because I've never written Niff before, but after "Uptown Girl" was released and I had listened to it, without listening to ANYTHING else, for about a week, the idea for this popped up in my head, and I simply HAD to write it, when I was done, writing the past chapter of my fic "Lullaby and goodnight". Now, after two months of writing, I am FINALLY ready for releasing this, and I hope you all like it.
Please; Really PLEASE! Review and tell me what you think, and if I should keep up writing.
Now one last thing before I let you lose to reading: The guy, in this fic, called Danny, is physically pictured, by McFly's Danny Jones, back when he was having "long" hair.
Now have fun you all, hope you'll enjoy! SMILEY FACE!
I have no idea how on earth this happened. I know that I'm one of the few guys on this school, who people turn to look after, to stare at, when I walk down the hall. Even the straight guys here can see that I'm hot. Usually I'm not into all that relationship-crap. I've been living of one-night-stands, for what my sex life is concerned. But now… Now I can't seem to take my eyes of that tall blond guy… Jeff, was it? Whenever I look at him, I get this feeling… It's a strange feeling… A feeling of home. I think, though it's not something I've tried before, that it's called love. That it has got to be! I'm in love… In love with Jeff… And it's the first time it has ever happened. What am I even supposed to do? How am I going to handle this? I sure know how to pick up some random guy, but Jeff seems so… Different than those others! Nick was sitting in the sofa, at warblers practice, not realizing how hardly he was staring at Jeff, while all these thought ran through his head. Actually Nick wasn't a part of The Warblers, he was just there, because Jeff was there. And since Nick wanted to be there, they let him. Nick wasn't the kind of person to not get his way as he wanted it.
"What is wrong with you?" Nick's eyes widened in shock and he gasped for air, when he suddenly realized Jeff was standing right in front of him, gazing down at him with a disgusted look, and all the other Warblers gone from the room. "You keep staring at me like I'm some sort of meat that you can't wait to set your teeth in! It's really creepy, and it's SUPER uncomfortable!" Jeff said with a frown.
"Uh… Guh…" Was the only thing Nick got over his lips, before he shook his head, to try and clear his mind. "What? Me? Staring? You've got to be kidding me! That's just not something I do. Though, why would you find it creepy? I'm hot, and you know it." Nick said with a smirk, trying to play it cool, since that was all he knew.
Not enough that he keeps staring, he's selfish too! Jeff thought before he opened his mouth to speak. "What?" He simply asked.
"Don't pretend like you don't. Everyone does!" Nick winked at Jeff; this, usually causing people to swoon. But not this time. Not with Jeff.
"You know what I think?" Jeff asked with a polite smile, trying not to show how much Nick was actually disgusting him. "I think you are actually kind of into me, you are just trying to hide it behind selfishness, because you are afraid to get turned down. Which you are most definitely going to be, if you keep up that act!" He finished, smiling, before he turned on his heel and left.
What the heck…? Nick realized that his jaw was hanging and picked it up, clenching his teeth as he jump out of the sofa. He ran to the doors out to the hall and looked around, spotting Jeff walking down the hall, towards the staircase. I'll show hi-… Just then, Nick saw a familiar face, with dark, hazy blonde and straightened hair, that Nick very well knew, after several nights together, would be filled with soft curls, whenever Danny didn't fix them and with an almost constant grin on his face. This being one of the few other gay guys at their school, standing just a bit further down the hall, than Jeff. Well isn't this just perfect? Nick thought as he started to walk quickly down the hall, soon catching up with Jeff, passing him, as close as possible, without actually touching him, heading for the other guy, Danny, caught up with him, grabbed him with one hand behind Danny's neck and the other on his hip, pulling him down, kissing him hard on the lips, knowing that Danny would respond the kiss when he got over the surprise and that Jeff would be seeing this.
Okay… Ow! Jeff thought when he saw Nick, practically jumping Danny. Not that he cared who Nick decided to dry hump in the middle of the hallway. But it kind of hurt that he apparently was that replaceable. I mean… He was literally hitting on me, just a moment ago, and now he is standing there… having clothed sex with Danny? Jeff thought and felt his eyes starting to burn, so he hurried up and walked away, as fast as he could, towards his dorm room.
Danny, who was a little taller than Nick, had an ordinary fit body and light blue eyes, let his hands searching their way down his body, to grab his ass, but before he could get so far, Nick pulled away, looking around and stomped away angrily, leaving behind, a very, VERY, confused Danny.
"NICK!" Danny yelled after him. This was not fair! Danny very well knew, that Nick was kind of a tramp what sex and make outs concerned, but never, EVER had he been left by the guy, after he was just about to get 'excited'. "Nick, would you wait up!" He yelled and ran after him, though not catching him before Nick had reached his own dorm room and was about to open the door.
Nick reached out for the door, but stopped when he felt Danny's hand grabbing his wrist and pulled, turning him around so they were standing face to face.
"What the hell was that!" Danny yelped, still holding Nick's wrist.
"Let go." Nick simply said sending Danny daggers, through his eyes.
"No!" Danny said. "Not before you answer me! Why did you just leave me like that!" Danny insisted tightening his hold on the other boy's wrist.
"Let. Go." This wasn't even said, it was growled and Nick wasn't even sorry for growling at the guy, he'd always been able to count on, when he needed anything sexually. And Nick was most certainly not going to take any shit or tell Danny about how he felt.
"Nick I-… mmphf" Danny didn't get to say more, before Nick decided to shut him up.
Nick had placed his free hand behind Danny's neck, pulled him down and slammed his lips against Danny's, surprising the slightly taller boy enough for him to loosen his grip around Nick's wrist. Nick wasn't slow to take the opportunity to pull his hand out of Danny's grip, reaching behind him, fumbling for the door grip, pushing the door open and pulling the other boy with him inside. Why should I even try getting that high class princess when I can get all that I need, just fine without him? Nick thought to himself as he pressed Danny up against the door with both hands on his chest, sliding his tight in between the taller boy's legs, thrusting his hips against him, causing friction on their hardening members. This was one of the moments where it was nice, living alone.
This was not how I was expecting this to evolve! Danny thought to himself as he slid his hands inside Nick's blazer and pushed it down over his shoulders, groaning into the kiss as Nick thrust his hips a bit harder. Danny let go of Nick's mouth and licked a line up his neck. "Jeff!" Nick moaned at the wet touch from Danny's tongue on his skin.
"What!" Danny said and pushed Nick away. Yes, Danny were still aware of Nick, being kind of all over, but never, ever, had he moaned another guy's name, while making out with Danny.
Nick was standing in the middle of the room, taken aback. What happened?
"You just moaned another guy's name, while being with me?" Danny said quizzically. "I'm not expecting much of you Nick, since I know, you're not the type for relationships or strong feelings, But that was just NOT something I can deal with! Especially not since I know I'm one of the few that you're going to rather often. You should after all be able to catch the right name!" Danny's voice had grown stronger with every word until he was practically yelling at Nick. "You know what? Screw it! I'm out!" Was the last thing Danny said before he turned around and left the room.
When the door closed, Nick was still just standing there, trying to get hold of when had just happened. "I… His name…?" He mumbled confused. It wasn't long before he felt the anger coiling in his blood. He twirled in frustration, trying to find something to get a hold on, to keep the anger from coming, but didn't find anything. "FUCK!" Nick screamed and kicked his chair over.
Letting out his breath loudly, Nick flopped down on his bed, this causing him to feel that this angriness and humiliation most certainly hadn't been enough of a turn off for him. His erection was pressing against his pants and he felt a small aching start to thump, from his lack of release.
What is this shit? Is he some kind of wizard, casting spells on me! Nick couldn't help but let his hand slide to his crotch, undoing his pants and slipping a hand inside. A sigh in relive fell over Nick's lips, when he wrapped his hand around his hard member, his eyes falling shut as he started moving his hand.
Why am I even bothering with getting upset about this? On a completely other dorm room, Jeff was walking back and forth, trying hard to calm himself down, happy that Thad was off to some other club, that Jeff couldn't remember what was, at the moment. It's not like I like him or anything! I… Jeff stopped in the middle of every movement and frowned at his own thoughts. I barely know him! Jeff started walking again. He just decides to come in, at Warblers practice to stare at me? He's not even a Warbler! Jeff brought his hands to his head and rubbed his face. Maybe… Maybe I should take a shower… To get all this out of the system. And so he did.
Jeff shrugged his blazer off his shoulders, pulled his arms out and hung it over the backrest of his chair, before stepping into the bathroom of his and Thad's room, closing and locking the door after him. Knowing that his speakers would be standing on the bathroom table beside the sink, ready to join him whenever he'd decide to go take a shower, Jeff fished is iPod up from his pocket and placed it on the speakers, starting a random song and changing the settings to shuffle.
Strange. I don't even remember putting that one on it. Jeff thought to himself as 'Sweet dreams' by Beyoncé started playing out loud. He stood there for a moment and wondered when he'd done that, before he shrugged it off and loosened his tie and pulled it off, dropping it on the other side of the sink before starting to undo his shirt.
The shirt was neatly folded and placed on the toilet, when Jeff had undone his pants and shook them off, letting them fall to the floor after what; he stepped out of them and turned on the water. It was kind of a weird routine Jeff had, when he was getting ready for showering, but he'd always done it like this; always put his things like this, when he went showering. Ever since he started at Dalton and took his first shower in this very same bathroom. Jeff was leaning against the sink, naked and humming along to the music, thinking back to the first part of the year with a smile while he waited for the water to turn hot.
When the song had been playing for around a minute or so, Jeff knew the water was hot, so he stepped inside and sighed when he felt the hot water collide with his soft skin.
After relaxing under the sweet touch of the damp water, still humming to the music, Jeff reached out for his shampoo. "… Boy you're my temporary high! …" a single sentence, that Jeff seemed to remember, left his lips without him even noticing, when he squeezed the shampoo into his hand. "… You're the perfect lullaby! …" Rubbing the shampoo into his hair, he started to sing along on the chorus. "You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare! Either way I don't wanna wake up from you…" A little smile of realization spread across his lips. A beautiful nightmare is sure what he is! He shook his head a little to himself, letting the water clear out his hair and calm down his nerves.
A great thing, for Jeff, about showers was that they always seemed to calm him down, no matter what would have hurt him or made him angry. Reaching for the shower gel, Jeff made a little grove to the music. This music wasn't so bad, even though he didn't remember putting it on his iPod.
"... Tattoo your name across my heart! …" Washing himself, he suddenly realized that… Oh, wow! There actually IS something's a shower isn't calming down! Jeff couldn't help but stare at himself in surprise. What the… Why… I… NICK! Jeff thoughts were even surprising himself, when he admitted to himself that it had to have been the thought of Nick. What else could it have been! I just… He's a jerk! How can he do this to me! Closing his eyes, Jeff finished up washing himself, just as another song started to play on his speakers, this time "Good girl's go bad" started belting out.
Well this is just amazing. Way of timing! Jeff put a hand to his face and rubbed his eyes, with a deep sigh. Laying his neck back, he let his hands fall and just felt the water, hitting him in the face. Well, that's what he was expecting, but he felt his cock twitch when his brain caught a single phrase from the song. '… cause just one night couldn't be so wrong. I'm gonna make you lose control…-' and his hand accidently brushed over his half hard member when he had his arm falling.
"What are you doing to me!" Jeff groaned and slyly let his hand search for more contact. '-She was shy; till I drove her wild…' He caught of the lyrics as his hand closed around his hardening cock, slowly stroking a couple of times before he started to forget about how shy he actually was, about doing this kind of stuff and started picking up speed. But he's so rude! I don'...t… Understand! Jeff groaned, muffled, as he bit down on his bottom lip, taking a step back and letting himself rest up against the wall.
'… Yeah you're that guy I'd be stupid to trust…' Jeff hadn't opened his eyes at any moment while standing here, and he was most certainly not gonna open them right away! He was so embarrassed of himself for doing this. Jeff was usually NOT the person to do this. He was so shy about his body, that he'd never really done this stuff before. Well he had experimented about it, but never really been able to go through it.
Jeff's knees were starting to shake and his mind was running in circles when he found himself sliding his free hand up, into his hair, fisting. '… I make them good girls go bad! …' Jeff arched his back and groaned loudly when a picture of Nick was drawing itself in front of his closed eyes; his hand tightening around his throbbing, rock hard member.
"Oh!" Okay! That felt good! Jeff thought when he experimentally let his thumb brush over the tip, unable to stop the sounds that were felling over his lips.
'… I heard that you were trouble but I couldn't resist…' a particularly loud groan fell over his lips at that line. '… I make them good girls go bad…' Jeff's hand squeezed just a little bit harder around his cock, his hips jerking forward.
Pulling his lip into his mouth, his teeth digging into it, till the point where it hurt a bit, but not too much, he felt his leg give up, as he slid down the wall, loosing track of his rhythm for a moment, before catching it again, when he hit the floor, taking off with the hand he'd had in his hair, face falling to his chest.
The water was pouring down, coursing his hair fall down into his face, and his whole body to be soaked in water and sweat. His chest were heaving and sinking along to his panting, falling over his lips, in step with his fastening strokes.
"… Bad, bad, bad! Good girls go bad…" The picture of Nick's face, in Jeff's mind, was getting clearer, and before Jeff knew what happened, he was imagining it, to be Nick's hand, stroking his hard member merciless. This image coursed Jeff's legs to spasm a bit and he threw his head back in pleasure, banging the head against the wall; crying out loud.
This was when he heard a loud knock on the door. "Fuck!" yelped, clapping both his hands in front of his mouth, realizing his swearing. What do I do? What do I do! WHAT DO I…- "I'll be out in a minute!" He heard himself shout, before he could even figure anything out, to do.
"GET OUT HERE! GET OUT HERE, RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" A furious voice, that Jeff couldn't exactly remember who belonged to, yelled from outside the bathroom. Obeying as he was, after being raised to do what he was told to do, he had no other choice than to do what he was told.
So Jeff used his hands, and pushed himself off the ground, before reaching up and supporting himself with his hands on the walls, till he was standing up, on shaking feet. When his legs had stopped shaking so much, he pushed the curtain aside and stepped out, dripping wet.
Once again a furious knocking on the door was heard. "GET OUT HERE!" was yelled, as Jeff reached out, grabbing his towel and wrapped it around his hips, not having the time to dry self off first, after what he turned off the music and stepped over to the door, opening it and awkwardly trying to hide his condition.
"Wha… Danny?" Jeff questioned, with a confused look on his face.
It had been some time since he and Danny had talked to each other, and they have always been on friendly foot, yet here Danny was standing, right in front of Jeff, with a furious look on his face, not letting Jeff say anything before cutting him off. "What do you think you're doing!"
"What are you tal…" Jeff started but was cut off again.
"With Nick!" was the angry answer that was thrown in Jeff's face.
"With… What? I'm not doing anything with Nick! I haven't even…-" with a frustrated gesture of his arms, Jeff tried to explain, but Danny wasn't having any of that.
"Don't play innocent with me! I know something is going on!" Danny snapped, taking a step closer with his hands fisted down by his sides.
"Nothing, is going on with me and Nick!" backing a step into the bathroom, keeping Danny out of is personal comfort zone, Jeff once again tried to explain himself.
"Oh, nothing is going on? So that's why he's gone and forgotten about me!" Casting his hands in the air, Danny finally closed in on what this was actually about, which Jeff still wasn't exactly sure of, as he stood there, trying to clear out his innocence to this extremely angry man, standing in front of him.
"..For..gotten..? What are you talking about! I saw him kissing you in the hall!" Jeff's face was almost one big frown of confusion, at this point… And I mean, why wouldn't it be? They kissed right up in my face, and now he claims that Nick has forgotten about him? What!
"Well he didn't seem to care that much about me after that! He left me! In the fucking hallways! Do you know how humiliating that is!" Danny's voice lowered with every word he said, until the last words was only heard as a snarl.
"I haven't even talk to him, more than ONE time! I haven't talked to him at all, before after he kept staring me at warblers practice! He isn't even a warbler!" Jeff desperately tried to defend himself, and convince Danny, that he was telling the truth.
"Well he's gotten you on his mind! And he's not gonna let go! He moaned your name, Jeff! What the hell was that! What have you got, that I don't!" The snarl from before had now turned into a frustrated yelling, and once again he took a step closer. "Is it the hair!" He asked in an angry voice, grabbing the back of Jeff's hair, before said boy could back away. "Is it your eyes…? Lips…?" Danny let his hand slide around Jeff's head, to his eye, that Jeff nervously closed, and down to his lips, dragging a finger over them, with a lost expression on his face, but only for a moment before the rage kicked back in. "Is it the shoulders!" He growled, grabbing Jeff's shoulders with both hands. "WHAT IS IT!" Danny yelled furiously, and pushed Jeff hard backwards, pressing him up against the wall and slammed the door behind him, with a foot.
