Hello, beautiful people! Here I am with a new story! :)

I hope you'll enjoy it since I've had this idea for a while...

Look out for the trigger warnings on the summary, don't put yourself at risk!

((I am sorry for any mistake... :/))

(I do not own Nick nor Jeff)

It was another normal and boring day for Jeff Sterling. He was leaned against the lockers watching the people pass by him and looking away as he looked back at them.

He liked that feeling, being feared by the others, smaller or bigger than him, it didn't matter, people just feared him. He also liked the sense of power he had in that school, created once more by the fear and respect people had in him – more like the want to keep their faces intact.

Jeff's mouth corner turned up a little in a smirk. He turned a bit to the side to open his locker and reach for his cigarette just in time for the beginning of the class. He hung his backpack on his shoulder and trapped the cigarette between his lips so he could fix his black leather jacket as he walked to the classroom.

When Jeff looked up a grin grew instantly on his lips and he grabbed the cigarette with two fingers. "Well, well, well," He said stepping closer to a certain brunet. "Look, if it isn't little Nicky."

Nick looked down at his feet hugging the books closer to his chest, he adjusted the glasses as they fell a little on his nose. "Stop, please" He asked in a small voice.

"Oh, why?" Jeff said pushing Nick slowly against the nearest wall.

Nick stumbled back looking up wide-eyed not able to walk away as Jeff was cornering him. "Be-because I want you away from me," Nick said in his still small voice.

"Awn, why Nicky? You break my heart when you say such things," Jeff mocked hurt driving a hand to his chest.

Truth is, Jeff has this crush on the brunet.

He had for a while now. He admired him, because no matter how much crap he had to take from the others for being openly gay he never gave up, he was always there with his wayfarer glasses and his face slightly hidden behind the books he carried on his arms.

Nick was known as the gay nerd in the school, he was pushed around and beaten sometimes, when Jeff wasn't there. He usually just said to the jocks to pick someone with their size, like Jeff, and they would just walk away.

But Nick didn't care even the slightest for Jeff, he actually ran away from him, and that hurt Jeff a little, he wished Nick would see past his cocky cold mask. But he didn't, and Jeff's behaviour towards him was just a way of defending himself from his feelings.

"Why can't you ignore me like everybody else?" Nick mumbled not able to look at Jeff in the eyes.

"Because you're too beautiful for me to do that," Jeff grinned.

Nick blushed. "Let me go." He said in a mutter looking completely away from Jeff.

"I don't wanna let you go," Jeff said lowly to Nick with a grin moving closer to him leaning a bit down keeping his face just an inch from Nick's taking in his features.

Nick raised his books creating a wall between him and Jeff. "If you don't let me go I'll scream!" Nick said in a rushed tone, that was getting too far to his taste.

Jeff sighed. "Go ahead then," He said letting Nick go to his class and going to the other side of the school where he would have his own class.

"I see you decided to get late again, Jeff." Mr Schue said as Jeff entered the classroom calmly.

"I see you decided to use too much gel again, Mr Schue," Jeff said casually walking to his seat and turning his cigarette on.

"Jeff, you know you can't smoke indoors!" Mr Schue warned him.

"Chill out dude, it's electronic, we've discussed this before, it's not against the rules." Jeff rolled his eyes, half of the class already looking at him disapprovingly for speaking with a teacher like that.

Jeff took a long drag from his cigarette blowing the water vapour up. "Jeff, I really don't want to send you out, but if you keep this behaviour and you keep smoking, I'll have to invite you to leave this classroom!" Mr Schue said starting to get annoyed.

"Awn, that's sweet, but no thanks, I'm alright in here." Jeff said taking another drag.

"Jeffrey!" Mr Schue slammed his hand on the desk. "Turn that off and behave in my class or you'll get expelled from it!"

Jeff turned immediately serious at the use of his full name. "Fine," He groaned turning the cigarette off, but as soon as Mr Schue started the class and turned around to write on the board Jeff turned it on again.

Mr Schue ignored that since Jeff kept silent the rest of the class.

As the bell rang Jeff was the first one to get up and leave. He walked quickly to his next class with a small smirk, if he got there soon enough he'd be able to sit beside Nick. As he got there Nick was alone on a table writing down some stuff, Jeff let himself stay by the door taking large drags from his electronic cigarette glaring at anyone that dared to look at him as they passed by.

When there were only a few more minutes until the bell would ring for the class to begin Jeff entered the classroom going to sit beside Nick. Nick huffed a bit as Jeff sat beside him and was about to change seats when Jeff stopped him. "You know, if you change I'll go after you," He said casually watching Nick carefully.

Nick sat again. "Why do you do this to me? Do you enjoy this?" Nick demanded looking down at the table not able to look up. Jeff shrugged and took a drag from his cigarette. "Could you at least, not smoke? And-and I don't care if it's electronic, just don't!" Nick burst out his cheeks tinting pink as he wasn't used to speak to others much, especially like this.

Jeff rolled his eyes and turned the cigarette off.

Nick pulled the papers nearer to him again and continued to write whatever he was writing. Jeff simply turned to him and smiled a bit as he watched him, Nick was really beautiful.

"Stop staring." Nick asked with a mumble, but then the bell rand and Jeff turned forward anyway.

The lesson passed incredibly slow for both boys but for different reasons. Nick just felt really uncomfortable with Jeff casually staring at him and smirking when Nick couldn't help the blush from creeping through his neck to his cheeks and Jeff was simply bored, like always, he could never find classes slightly entertaining, and since Nick had asked him not to smoke – if it was someone else Jeff would roll his eyes and keep smoking, but for Nick he'd make an effort, it's not like the boy would notice anyway, he'd keep hating Jeff, but Jeff wanted to make these small things for Nick – he didn't have anything to do, literally.

Jeff nearly shout a hallelujah as the bell rang, and the best thing was that next he'd have p.e. with Nick, he got to see him in shorts and a t-shirt. Nick could be a nerd, but he had a really nice body.

"May I walk with you to the gym?" Jeff asked with a grin not actually waiting for an answer as he started following Nick.

"No." Nick mumbled hugging his books tighter. "Just leave me alone. Why do you enjoy annoying me?" He asked his voice getting lower and lower and he hugged the books closer, he could feel himself starting to feel sick, it was just too much for one day, Nick hated to have too much social interaction in one day, which was what was happening with Jeff. But there was something else rising inside him. It was anger, he was reaching a point where he'd explode, he almost preferred the bullies that threw him to the dumpsters than to have to bear with Jeff, he never knew what to do when it was Jeff, and that angered him. That was why he really didn't like the bad boy.

"I don't... I'm just trying to understand why you hate me so much... I just want to be friends..." Jeff shrugged a bit.

"Friends?!" Nick gasped and turned to Jeff. "Friends?!" He repeated, his voice getting higher than it had ever got in front of anyone in that school. "You terrorise me, every single day! You never leave me alone, even if I ask you to! You carry that-" Nick gestured to Jeff, trying to verbalise what he thought. It wasn't easy, Nick wasn't used to talk much. "Bad boy image that, honestly, annoys the hell out of me. It's not the leather nor the earrings. It's the attitude! You must think you're better than everyone else, because you smoke or something like that, but you are not!" Nick shouted looking everywhere but Jeff who was looking back at Nick wide-eyed, not really expecting an outburst from him, ever. "You keep smoking in class where everyone asks you not to and I don't care if it's an electronic cigarette! It's still annoying and it's still a cigarette! I hate that you look so proud of... All this! And I hate that I have to bear with more crap than you just because you decide to behave like this!" Nick said, his face red with anger before he realised what he had just done. His eyes grew in terror and he ran to nearest bathroom.

Nick's breaths were uneven. Not from the short run, but for what had happened with Jeff. It was the first time since he remembered he spoke with someone like that. He was shaking and it was getting really hard to breathe. Nick took his glasses off and went to wash his face with cold water to calm himself down. It was an anxiety attack, it wasn't the first, so Nick knew how to handle it. Sort of. He couldn't control it, just make his best to breathe normally again.

Nick ran through the deserted hallways and as he was finally in the locker rooms he changed to his sports outfit in record time. He sneaked into the gym trying to go unnoticed when the teacher saw him and told him to do more fifteen laps than usual. Nick sighed and prepared himself psychologically for the long run before starting.

When Nick had stormed out like that from the hall Jeff stood completely frozen on the hallway. He had some mixed feelings inside him. He felt so guilty for making Nick feel that bad and because it was never his intention to make him feel like that, he felt hurt for how Nick had spoken with him, he felt worried because he had never seen Nick like that before, he felt slightly angry because somehow Nick had been unfair. Jeff never thought he was superior because he smoked. That was the stupidest thing he had ever heard, if he could he would never smoke. Ever.

After those long stunned minutes passed Jeff turned to the rest of the hall that was staring back at him. "What?!" He growled and everyone turned to their own business. "Yeah, I thought that too." Jeff mumbled reaching for his cigarette taking a long drag. Soon he was feeling the effect of the drugs kicking in and he felt much better.

He ignored Nick during P.E., if that was what Nick wanted he would stay away from. It would hurt, yes, but maybe it was for the best. Nick couldn't know what happened behind closed doors, Jeff didn't want him to know not only because he felt embarrassed but also because he didn't want him to worry. If he could ever worry about Jeff. Jeff knew that at the moment he never would, he hated Jeff and it hurt to think that, but he had to go over that.

After he was done with the running Jeff reached for the electronic cigarette that was behind his ear and took a couple of drags from it.

Then the teacher told the boys to go play soccer and the girls volley, Jeff refused to play as usual so he went to the bleachers to just watch as he smoked. But as he saw Nick roll his eyes and huff, Jeff bit his lip and said he had changed his mind and that for once he would actually play. The teacher was quite surprised as well as everyone else. Through the corner of his eyes Jeff saw Nick looking surprised at him.

Before they started playing Nick had to take his glasses off, he knew how people around were and he knew if he played with them chances were that someone would make his best to smash them. He didn't know why Jeff had decided to play maybe he had woken a bit up with Nick's previous talk - Nick took a deep breath to not freak out again as he remembered it – or maybe he just saw Nick huff and decided he should play before Nick would snap again. Nick shook his head, it probably hadn't to do with him, Jeff's life didn't go around Nick.

To say that Nick hated team sports was a bit of an understatement. Especially if he had Jeff blocking him. He felt strangled, out of breath, and he didn't even ran that much. The worst part was that he saw really bad, people seemed just big blurs and he could barely see the ball. The guys from nick's team would pass him the ball here and there just so they could make fun of him.

And then something Nick didn't really expect happened. Jeff, who seemed, so far, to be a nice soccer player, when the ball was passed to Nick, he didn't make the tiniest effort to take the ball from him, letting the brunet get to the goal. Nick didn't score though, the goalkeeper even laughed at Nick for his poor try. Jeff frowned at him and stepped closer to him grabbing him by his shirt.

"You make fun of Nick again and I swear you'll walk around with a black eye tomorrow." Jeff hissed.

The guy did big eyes at Jeff and nodded. Jeff thought that sometimes people around school forgot Jeff was just a normal teen like them, they could easily punch him if they wanted. Okay maybe not easily, but anyway, Jeff didn't mind that they were really scared of him, he didn't have to be alert all the time and it felt nice to be in power for once.

Jeff grinned a bit. "Great. I am glad we've come to an agreement." He said and let the guy down reaching for the electronic cigarette to take a large drag before putting it back in place.

Nick furrowed his eyebrows as to try to understand what was happening right in front of him, he could hear some murmuring coming from what he thought it was Jeff – with that electric blond hair who else could it be anyway – and the goalkeeper. Then the game continued. Jeff blocked Nick mostly from the people who wanted to push Nick than actually block the way between the ball and him. Nick was quite surprised but really glad. Maybe Jeff was trying to somehow apologise for what he had done.

When the game ended Jeff casually reached for his cigarette and took large drags as he walked out of the gym to the locker room ignoring the teacher who was calling him back to do some push ups and sit ups with the rest of the class and blowing the water vapour up.

As soon as he was out of everyone's sight, in the locker room, Jeff dropped to his knees, gasping and trying to hold himself in place. He drove the cigarette to his lips and took several deep drags. The pain was so much, he wondered how he was able to stay so cool on the field. He felt like one of his ribs was out of place and it was making Jeff having some difficulties on breathing correctly. He dragged himself, literally, to the showers and rested against the cold tiles before turning the cold water on, so the pain would ease. He whimpered a bit at the difference of temperatures but then breathed a bit relieved as the drugs and the cold water were making the effect he wanted and needed. That was it, he would never play team sports again. Ever. It hurt too much, his whole body hurt too much.

As Jeff heard people on the hallway that connected the gym with the locker rooms he got up and went to close himself on a bathroom. He waited for everyone to shower, dress and leave, shuddering with cold and trying to smoke as discretely as possible.

Nick went to the locker room and looked around, Jeff wasn't no where to be seen he was probably already gone, he sighed a bit. He wanted to thank him for what he had done in P.E. and he knew later he wouldn't be brave enough to address Jeff. Especially to thank him. He went to shower after the others were done so anyone had to see his body.

Jeff looked around before leaving the bathroom cabin, to make sure no one was actually there. Only then he showered and prepared to leave.

He was already on the parking lot when he saw it. Nick was begging to the two jocks, that were carrying him to the big garbage cans, to put them down, and they were simply laughing at Nick.

Jeff's body was still hurting. A lot. But that, looking at that awful scene, made him furious. "You two! Put them down!" He said walking to them looking serious.

"And what will you do if we don't?" One of the jocks asked.

"We're two, you're one, we can easily beat you up." The other said.

Jeff's lips curled up in a grin. "Then do," He simply said letting his bag fall to the ground.

Nick was petrified looking at Jeff and then to the jocks, they let Nick fall to the ground and he yelped as his back collided with the hard concrete.

One of the jocks, moved closer to Jeff and pulled his hand back only swing it forward again to punch Jeff. With one quick move Jeff grabbed his hand as it was close to his face, twisted the jock's arm and punched him right between the legs, strongly. This caused the jock to gasp loudly and fall to the ground nearly crying with pain. Jeff looked up at the other. "And you? Aren't you going to do anything?" He asked looking at the jock like he was really stupid, well he actually was.

The jock groaned and ran to Jeff to tackle him, Jeff let him do it, ignoring the blinding pain that hit him, so he could kick the other over his head and getting up again, fixing his leather jacket. Jeff looked down at the two boys, one was holding his crotch rolling on the ground in pain the other was laid down hissing and not daring to move so Jeff wouldn't do anything else. Jeff shrugged and grabbed his bag before going to Nick and extending a hand to him since he was still on the ground looking at the jocks completely frozen.

"You alright?" Jeff asked.

Nick blinked and looked up at Jeff, nodding quickly and getting up without Jeff's help. Jeff sighed a bit and drove the extended hand to his hair to run his hand along it.

"Thanks, I guess. But you didn't have to do that." Nick said looking everywhere but Jeff.

"Really?! Even after this?" Jeff said incredulous. "Fine! Whatever! Next time I'll let them dump you." Jeff grumbled reaching for the electronic cigarette that was in his bag and lighting it up as he walked to his car, covering the best way he could how much his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Nick looked down at his feet, not sure how to feel, he had some mixed feelings about Jeff, he saved him from situations like this but then he always followed him around making him terribly uncomfortable. Besides Nick still hated that he had to take all the bullying but Jeff didn't just because he had adopted this image. Though after seeing what he had seen he was not sure if the blond would be bullied anyway. Where did he learn to do those things? Nick would love to learn it too, so he could defend himself, but he was sure when the moment arrived he wouldn't be able to, anyway.

One of the jocks whined, making Nick jump and yelp. He then walked away quickly before they would get up and remember what they were doing before.

Jeff waited a couple of hours leaned to his car on his house's front yard, smoking. It was still too soon for his mother to be home and he wanted to be too high on drugs before he would come in, that way he wouldn't be in pain.

He turned the cigarette off and kept it in his pocket before he slowly walked to the house. Jeff entered silently, a habit he had won over the years. He walked calmly to his room before someone grabbed him by his hair strongly and pushed him to the floor. Jeff cried out and fell against the couch.

"Where have you been?!" His mother shouted. "You should be home for hours!"

"It's not like you care." Jeff growled earning a kick.

"You're a stupid excuse of a person! You are completely worthless!"

Jeff flinched at her words holding his shoulder, where she had kicked him. "I know, I know! It would be much better if I had died and your precious daughter had survived!" Jeff shouted tears swelling in his eyes.

"How do you dare talking with me like that?" Jeff's mother slapped him hard across the face.

The taste of blood spread all over Jeff's mouth as his lip was bleeding he tried to crawl away from his mother but she ended up kicking him again.

Jeff hated this. He hated this woman who treat him so bad only because he wasn't the girl she wanted. He hated that no matter how much she could hurt him, Jeff could never reply simply because it was his mother. Something made him freeze and all the years he had learning self-defence would go down the sink. He hated her even more for that.

Jeff's mother grabbed him from his hair again and pulled him up, Jeff let out a sharp cry not even listening to the awful words she was telling him. Jeff pushed her hard, making her stumble before going as fast as he could to his room locking himself inside it.

Jeff didn't even get to the bed, his mother had followed him and was now shouting at his door, he leaned to the door, pulling his knees up as much as they would go without hurting too much and cried desperately just wanting to get out of there forever.

Jeff's mother quitted eventually and around that time Jeff dropped on the floor from exhaustion and pain. He whined and soon he blacked out.

So, I hope you liked the first chapter! :D Please leave me a review saying if it's worth continuing? If you like it? It would mean a lot :)

I don't know when I'll have the time to write the next chapter but I promise I'll try to not make you guys wait much!

Love you all!

Niff hugs to everyone :P