"Jeff, *pass auf dich auf!*Gute nacht!" My stepdad's sister called from the front porch. My stepdad's family is in from Germany and Nick insisted meeting them tonight, even though he couldn't understand a word they said.

I waved goodbye and dragged Nick towards my car. My family is great in all, but I'm glad he couldn't comprehend a word they said. My mother married Bill after my dad left. I've been convinced for years that he left because I'm gay, but my mother takes all the blame on herself.

I pulled out of the driveway and honked to the group gathered in the front lawn, waving. Nick laughed and waved back.

"I love your family!" He grinned and removed his seat belt.

I chuckled. Nick looked like a child on Christmas. I had a feeling that he was only happy to be involved in tonight's activities. He didn't even seem fazed that all the conversations were in a foreign language.

"Now I know why you insisted on taking German freshmen year." I felt Nick's gaze on me.

"Yeah, it makes it easier to understand bits of the conversation. Now zip it, I'm trying to drive." I winked at him and moved all my focus to the road. Ihr Freund zu sagen, dass er jederzeit wieder zulässig istIhr Freund zu sagen, dass er jederzeit wieder zulässig istIhr Freund zu sagen, dass er jederzeit wieder zulässig ist

I pushed the car faster as we passed the two hours to Dalton mark. We were definitely going to be breaking curfew tonight. I don't usually have a problem with being out past eleven and having to sneak into the dorms, but I had Nick with me tonight. He NEVER broke curfew. Out of the all the adventures I've dragged him into he's managed to get in trouble once. I think. And that's probably rounding up.

Let's just say Nick Duval is the ying to my yang. He's smart, well-spoken, and beautiful, even though he doesn't believe me when I tell him so. Over all he is the image Dalton wants to portray to the public. I, on the other hand, well let's just say I spend more time in detention and pranking people than I do studying for our next History exam.

I was shaken out of my thoughts by Nick squeezing my knee. "Can you slow down a bit?" He asked.

I only allowed a small nod and a glance in his direction. I turned back to the road and slowed down. I hadn't realized that whilst thinking about Nick I pushed the car up to 70 mph.

Nick let out a sigh of relief, squeezed my knee again and let go. He looked out the window and started humming a familiar tune.

"You can turn the radio on if you want." I said never taking my eyes off the road.

"But you don't like distractions in the car." I glanced over at Nick as he was talking. He had turned in the seat and was facing me.

"Put your seat belt on and you're enough of a distraction already." I smirked. I really enjoy Nick's company, even if I was trying to focus on the road.

Nick buckled his seat belt around himself and pulled the top part that went across his chest behind him. He also shifted around so he was sitting cross-legged in the passenger seat.

"God forbid we got in an accident…" I muttered.

"What was that Jeffy?" Nick grinned at me and plugged his iPod into the radio. Teenage Dream blared through the speakers.

"Nothing. Can you turn it down a bit?" Nick was seriously adorable when he grinned like a child.

"Sure thing, babe." Nick stopped reaching for the dial and looked towards me. I felt his gaze on my face and I risked the glance at him.

"I'm sorry that just kind of slipped out…" Nick trailed off. His blush reached his ears.

I laughed, like really laughed. I actually thought about pulling over until the mirth subsided. Deciding against it I forced myself to stop, which was a hard feat.

"Nicky, we've been dating for almost six months! Did you really think for a second that I would be angry or embarrassed over you calling me 'babe'?" I reasoned.

"Well, I guess I don't really know. It just kind of came out." Nick fumbled with his iPod.

"I love you, Nicky," I said and leaned over and grabbed his hand. I let my focus slip now that we were going a reasonable speed.

"And I love you, Jeffy." Nick squeezed my hand and changed the song.

Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen came on. Nick squealed, he loved this song for reasons unknown to mankind.

"Do you remember seeing the Harvard baseball team do the dance?" I nodded my head and didn't try to contain my smile.

"I tried to get Blaine to organize the dance for one of our away games, but our dancing is terrible. Besides who would want to watch some prep school boys? I'd rather watch the hotties from Harvard, honestly!" Nick started the song over from the beginning and started to sing along.

I threw a wish in the well,

Don't ask me, I'll never tell

I looked to you as it fell,

And now you're in my way

I had that stupid, goofy grin on my face, watching Nick out of the corner of my eye. He looked really happy. I loved it.

I trade my soul for a wish

Pennies and dimes for a kiss

I wasn't looking for this

But now you're in my way.

Nick started making up his own dance at this point. He is terrible at dancing though, which meant he was only squirming around in his seat.

Your stare was holding

Ripped jeans skin was showin'

Hot night, wind was blowin'

Where you think you're going, baby?

Nick turned to me and winked. The chorus started and he copied the Harvard dance to a T. Right, left, cross, repeat, while grinning like a five year old.

Hey, I just met you,

And this is crazy

But here's my number

So call me, maybe?

If Nick was trying to distract me, he definitely succeeded. I laughed and didn't see the baby rabbit that hopped into the road about 100 yards ahead.

It's hard to look right,

At you baby,

But here's my… JEFF!

Nick screamed. I didn't think twice and I swerved off the road. The tires squealed. Then there was a sickening crunch as my SUV struck a tree.

Carly Rae Jepsen's voice echoed through the air. I whispered, "Nicky." Before I lost consciousness.

Post A/N: Hey everyone! This is going to be my first multi chapter. Thanks for reading! And everyone go check out loquaciouslauryn and Shaniamarbles. They're amazing 3333.

And the German in the beginning *pass auf dich auf! means… "Take care" *Gute nacht means… good night.

Danke! Auf Wiedersehen!