Nick finally made it into the party. He had only missed about half an hour of it, and he walked straight onto the dance floor, expecting Jeff to be stealing all of the attention from other dancers that were no match for looked around the wild (and extremely drunk, in some cases) dancers, but he couldn't see Jeff anywhere. He walked to the side of the hall and sat down, scanning the room for his best friend of 15 years. He had to be here somewhere. He looked all around him at the party. Dalton allowed all it's students to have a party at the end of each term, and the main hall was used for this. It was a very big room, and paper chains had been hung all over the walls, which stood out as everything at Dalton was usually quite posh looking. There was even a disco ball, and a dj at his booth on one side. Nick didn't like parties much, but he knew that if he could just find Jeff, he'd have a much better time.
Jeff had been at the party for half an hour now, and there was still no sign of Nick. He hadn't danced or anything yet even though he loved parties with a passion, he just wanted Nick to get here already so that they could dance together. Everything was always funner when Nick was around. He sighed as he continued looking around the room. Maybe Nick was here but hadn't seen him yet? He looked towards the chairs on the far side, and with a lot of effort looking around the dancing morons infront of him that were about as drunk as it is possible to get, he found him. Nick was wearing black trousers and a white top with some sorta of logo on it, half covered by a long, navy cardigan. His black hair was slightly ruffled, but he looked cool. Jeff watched Nick for a moment as he observed the party, and then Nick turned and met Jeff's eyes. His face lit up as he began to smile when he realised who it was. Nick stood up and began dodging and pushing through everyone, to get to Jeff on the other side. When he was in front of him, and placed his hand on Jeff's shoulder and looked down to his face.
"You not dancing?" Nick asked. "I would've thought you'd be right in the middle of it all, showing off those sweet moves of yours" he grinned.
"Naah" Jeff replied, looking up at Nick past his blonde fringe. "I don't really feel like dancing today and I was waiting for you".
"I'll just dance for you then" replied Nick, imitating a dance that seemed to look a bit like hie had a limp and couldn't stand properly. Jeff just laughed.
"It's a good thing you're a hell of a singer" Jeff said, "Because I don't think dancing is quite your thing". He was still laughing.
"There is Nothing funny about my dancing!" Nick shouted, mocking hurt in his expression. "If you're so much better than me, prove it!" he teased, and grabbed Jeff's hands, pulling him reluctantly to his feet. It took Jeff by surprise and he gasped, only to begin to smile when he saw what Nick was doing. Nick held Jeff's hands and put them on his own shoulders, and started swaying to the music. Jeff started to calm down and enjoy the moment for a bit, until Nick started making pretend flirty faces and he burst out laughing once more, pulling away his hand as Nick attempted to kiss it. Jeff decided that he wasn't going to let Nick get away with this, and launched a counter-surprise attack at him. He hastily grabbed Nick's hands and swung him around the room, making Nick laugh loudly. They carried on spinning, Nick gripping hard onto Jeff's hands as his shoes were sliding on the polished floor. They frequently crashed into the sides of people as they had forgotten just how many people were in the room, but they didn't have the time to apologise as they were having far too much fun to stop. Soon Jeff (being as clumsy as he is) managed to catch his foot on the back of someone else's. They both tumbled forwards, turned and landed on their backs on the floor. They weren't embarassed, they just couldn't stop laughing. They stayed on the floor in hysterics for at least five minutes, and then Nick stood up and pulled Jeff up after him. They both had wide grins on their faces despite the odd people giving them dirty looks. They enjoyed themselves far too much to care, and something like this was expected of the two.
The party went on and Jeff and Nick were now sitting in the bean bags at one side of the hall, with Blaine, Kurt, Trent, Wes and David. The music was so loud that they had all given up shouting across to eachother, and were just talking to the people nearest to them. Of course, Nick and Jeff were sat together as always. Jeff was currently leaning over to Nick, talking as loudly as needed.
"Having a good time?" Jeff shouted, while swaying to the club-like music. Nick had been quietly sipping his drink for a while now, and looked very distant. He wondered if maybe all the smoke effects and lighting might be making Nick light headed.
"yeah" Nick shouted back, "Just kinda lost interest" he replied. He looked extremely bored. Jeff had quite enjoyed the party, but he saw that Nick had obviously had enough. Nick wasn't a person for parties. Jeff stood up and grabbed Nick's arm.
"Let's get out of here then" Jeff said, and they both began making their way to the door on the far end. A quick 'seeya' to the other warblers was answered with a "ooh, don't get up to anything you guys!" from Trent. Jeff would get him back for that later. They were then in the hallway, making their way to their dorm. Nick kept stumbling every so often, so Jeff kept hold of his arm. He really did look sick. They reached their dorm room and Jeff got out his key and unlocked the door, still holding on to Nick's arm. They opened the door and stepped inside.
"You didn't have to leave with me you know" Nick laughed. Sitting down on his bed with help from Jeff. "You were obviously enjoying yourself, you should go back and partaaaay!". He giggled.
It was true that Jeff had been enjoying himself, but Nick was his best friend, and if one of them left a party, they both did. Plus whenever they were together, they always had a way of having fun because their personalities were so compatible.
"It was ok, but it gets to the point where everyone will be too overly drunk now and it will become a massive booze fest" Jeff lied. He actually didn't know how people were drunk though. He hadn't seen any alcohol anywhere, it was banned at Dalton parties.
"Oh Jeff" Nick slurred, walking towards Jeff, Imitating drunk. "Jeff i'm dizzy, hold me" he said, pretending to trip and doing silly drunk dances.
"Oh my god, you have moves like drunk Blaine!" Jeff said, before howling with laughter. Nick started laughing too.
"Well if i'm Blaine, then you're Kurt!" Nick replied, still putting on a good performance of being drunk. He stumbled over to Jeff and put an arm around him. "I LOVE YOU MY BABY PENGUIN!" he shouted at the top of his voice, right into Jeff's ear.
"Ouch" Jeff said, "You sound like you're actually drunk!" He gasped. He wondered if Nick had got better at drama, or if somehow.. maybe it was real? Nick had never been very drunk before. He didn't approve of it. Then Jeff realised. Jeff hadn't drank any of the punch. Nick had drank loads. There was a 'tradition' at Dalton when some of the more rebellious seniors would do something to 'make the party a bit more interesting' - like for example, spike the punch bowl. Nick had been walking funny on the way here. His laugh was weird and giggly, and he had been laughing at moments when practically nothing was funny.
"Maybe I am darling" Nick laughed. "And my name is not Nick! I'm Blaine and you're Kurt! And we love eachother!" He shouted. Jeff couldn't help but laugh as Nick was obviously hammered. Jeff decided to mess with him.
"Yes ok Nic… er, Blaine, i'm Kurt then" he said. "Now I think that maybe you should lay down for a while". He gripped Nick's arms and tried to lead him to his bed, propping him up on some pillows.
"Now stay here, I'm just going to get you some water" Jeff said as he let go of Nick, and turned to go to the mini fridge on the other side of the room. But he was stopped in his tracks as he felt two strong arms wrap around his chest.
"I love you, man, y'know?" Nick mumbled, holding on to Jeff and resting their cheeks together. He had a dopey smile on his face as Jeff could see in the mirror on the opposite wall. "You're the best Jeffy" he said, obviously waiting for a response.
"So i'm not Kurt anymore?" Jeff joked, smiling at his friend.
"Nope" Nick answered. "You are Jeffy, much better than Kurt, or Blaine or anyone else. The greatest guy in the world infact" he continued. As he said this he had been holding on to Jeff's shoulders, and had turned his around to look at his face. His hands slipped down Jeff's arms until he reached his hands, and then he held them tightly.
"What are you doing?" Jeff asked softly, as he looked back up to Nick's face. His browny eyes now has a very different light in them. He was no longer laughing. He didn't get an answer to his question, as Nick leaned in closer and closer, until Jeff could smell his aftershave. It smelled good. He only had a second to think about this though, as their lips soon met. Jeff was shocked at first, but couldn't pull away. He realised he didn't want to. After Nick saw that Jeff wasn't making an effort for the kiss to stop, he brought his hands to Jeff's face and deepened the kiss. Both boys smiled through the kiss, it just felt beautiful. Why hadn't they done this sooner? Jeff wanted to say that it was everything he thought it would be, but the truth is, he had never thought about Nick that way. Up until this moment, Nick had been just Jeff's best friend. He had loved him, but in a friend sort of way. But that was clearly over now, as the only thing that Jeff was certain of was his feelings for Nick. He loved him. He always had, he just hadn't known it until now. He loved him more than he'd ever love anyone. And this moment was perfect.
He was then pulled out of this thought as he felt a hum of a laugh against his lips, and he pulled away from Nick, breaking the kiss. Nick had a wide grin on his face, that looked fairly mocking. Jeff started to get mad. He realised that this hadn't been a romantic moment, Nick was just so drunk that he probably had no idea what he was doing. And Jeff had made the mistake of thinking it was special. He was crushed. It obviously didn't mean anything. Nick's grin began to fade as he saw the sad look on his best friend's face.
"What's wrong?" he asked. Jeff looked downwards for a moment, while thinking, and then back up to Nick, a new fire in his eyes. He looked mad. Really mad.
"Nothing! There's nothing here to be upset about, or to even care about, right?" Jeff growled, and stormed out of the room before even getting an answer. Nick was stunned. He stood for a moment in shock, before turning and collapsing face first onto his bed, defeated and miserable.