Author's note: Nick invites this hot Radio shake worker to a Warbler party. Also, I didn't put real phone # follow me on Tumblr: Ashley-R5 My brother gave me this prompt xD Enjoy! Plus, I don't own anything at all. Not Niff. Not Glee. Not the Warblers. Not Radio Shack. Not Sony. Not Fanta. *******
"Nick," a familiar voice stopped Nick in his track. He was walking the hall way of Dalton Academy for boys. Thad skipped all the way over to Nick. "When are you going to get me a new stereo? We can't have a party without a stereo. And since you spilled beer all over the last one, you've got to get it." Nick groaned and said, "Yeah, yeah, I'll go after school today." "Great," he smiled and walked away.
Later that day Nick went to Radio Shack to buy Thad a new stereo. He went straight to the counter to ask for help. Thad wanted the exact radio of the last one he had.
"Hi," Nick began to talk to the blonde boy that was behind the counter, "I need to buy exactly a silver and blue Sony stereo."
The blonde, who was about Nick's age, chuckled, "Alright. I can help you find that." The boy came around the counter and headed to the far end of the store, Nick followed. They stopped in front of the exact stereo Nick was looking for.
"Uh, wow. This is it. Thanks." Nick was surprised the boy found it that quickly.
"Well, a lot of guys come in here to get this one, exactly dressed like you." Nick laughed and caught the blonde's gaze and he smiled, making Nick suck in a breath. The worker was beautiful. He had short, bleach blonde hair, beautiful brown eyes. And it was the first time Nick realized how tall he was, Jeff was at least four inches taller than him. "I'm Nick," he extended his hand and the boy shook it.
"Jeff," he picked up the stereo and started moving towards the counter, "I'll just ring you up then."
For some weird reason, Nick panicked. He didn't want to leave Jeff just yet. He quickly thought of something, "Actually, I need a zebra phone case."
Jeff shot Nick a strange look but set the stereo down and wondered over to phone sections, with Nick at his heels. "It for my sister," Nick instantly regretted saying that. Nick didn't have a sister or any siblings for that matter.
Jeff nodded and continued to look for the phone case. "Do you have any siblings of your own?" Nick asked, sounding as stupid as he felt. Jeff chuckled, "Yeah, a six year old sister, total brat. How old is yours?"
"Uh... Sixteen." Great, more lies, thought Nick.
"She your twin," the blonde asked.
Nick was taken back, "What? You think I'm sixteen?"
"Uh... Sorry, I was just guessing." Jeff said look at Nick from head to toe. Nick was short for his age but he was quite buff. He had brown hair and deep brown eyes.
"I'm eighteen. Twelve grade. Eighteen," Nick said, sounding more offended than he actually was.
Jeff laughed, "Clam down, Nicky. I got it, eighteen." He found the case and started heading back to the counter with Nick.
"Nicky?" Jeff just laughed and started ringing up Thad's stereo and Nick's fake sister's phone case.
"Is that all?" Jeff asked, smiling.
"Uh... No." Nick had no idea what he was doing.
"No?" Jeff said with a frown.
"Uh... My friend is having a party... Do you want to come?"
Jeff's eyes went wide, "Uh... Sorry, but... I don't really know you."
Nick wasn't leaving without a fight, "Of course you do. I'm Nick, and I go to Dalton." Nick gestured to his school uniform. "It's a Glee club party."
"You're in the glee club?" Jeff asked, leaning down on his elbows.
"Yep," Nick said, also leaning down on his elbows, their face only two feet away. Nick had no idea where his courage was coming from.
"You a good singer," Jeff asked, his eyebrow slightly raised. A shiver went down Nick's spine. This look gave him the desire to answer any question the cute boy asked, he would tell him his mother's weight if he asked with that face. Nick cleared his throat.
"I'd say so."
"You know, I love to dance. And I'm pretty good at it too," Jeff said.
"There'll be dancing at the party," Nick flirted. Before Jeff could answered two nerdy looking guys walked in. Both of the boys stood up straight, getting strange looks from the two nerds.
"That'll be fifty-two dollars and sixty-nine cents." Jeff said his face red as ever. Nick couldn't help but smirk and think how cute. He pulled out his wallet and handed Jeff the money. Jeff cashed it into that cash register and handed Nick back the change.
"Have a good day, Nicky," he said with a wink.
Nick grabbed his items and was out the door before he realized that Jeff had slipped a piece of paper in his hand. He put his change and his recite in his pocket and read the note: "###-###-#### Call me. I need directions to your party. ;) Xxx" Nick smiled to himself and stashed Jeff's number in his pocket and headed to Dalton.
It was two days since the meeting a Radio Shack, when Nick finally called Jeff. Nick was sitting on a red bean bag chair, his upper body consumed in its mass, his feet planted straight on the ground, his brown eyes glued to his phone. He read the number again and again and with each time his smile grew more and more. Finally building up enough courage, he pressed 'Call'.
"Hello?" Jeff's voice ran through Nick's phone, giving Nick goose bumps.
"Hey there, it's Nick."
"Oh, finally decided to call?" Jeff asked flirtatiously.
Nick chuckled, "Yep. I thought you'd need to know how to get there, if you're coming that is."
"I haven't decided. I still don't know you that well," Jeff flirted.
"Ah, I see," said Nick, his smile fading, his mind began to fill with the image of how creepy he must be.
"But you are pretty damn cute" said Jeff from the other side of the phone. And just like that all the terrible images that hunted him a moment ago vanished and replaced with the face of the Radio Shack employee, he once again found himself smiling from ear to ear.
At that same time Nick's best friend Trent came into their dorm room. Seeing Nick on the phone, he kept quiet.
"So, if I decided to show up, I'll need directions," Jeff sat on the front porch, while his little sister, Jane, chased around their little dog, Taco.
"Alright. Alright. I'll text them to you, Jeffy," Nick giggled madly, making Trent raise an eyebrow at him, Nick shrugged.
"Hah. 'Jeffy'? I like it, especially when you say it," Jeff flirted. They both laughed.
"So, I'll see you then."
"I already said that I hadn't made my mind up, Nicky."
"Oh, I'll see you then," Nick said sternly but flirty. Before Jeff could reject or argue, Nick hung up the phone.
"What the hell was that?" Trent asked right away. "You're face is a bit red."
"Oh," said Nick softly, his thoughts lingering on weather if Jeff's face was also a bit red.
"So, who is he?"
"What? Oh, Uh... His name's Jeff. He works at Radio Shack."
"Is he hot?" Trent asked with excitement.
"Extremely," Nick replied, blushing madly again.
"Is he-" Trent began but was cut off by Nick.
"No more. He'll be at the party this Saturday. Now, shut up and let's go. I'm starving," Nick grabbed his car keys and headed toward the door, Trent following behind talking about how he would Jeff and his wedding designer.
I hope you lot like it. I'll have the new chapter up very soon. Like, soooooon.