I won't let another minute go to waste Chapter 1, a glee fanfic

~I recently have gotten obsessed with Niff. I just think they so adorable together! Aaaaand. . . I think Riker Lynch is super attractive!~

Disclaimer: I own no one.

It was just another Friday evening in the music room at Dalton academy. Jeff had gotten to practice way before anyone else. He walked around the room that he had been in a million times over the passed few years. The light wood floors shined with the chandelere hanging from the ceiling. He walked around the brown leather couches and over to the beautiful black piano.

His fingers slid over a few keys and he played a note or two. He then sat down and started playing. A sudden feeling came over him. He had to sing. He had to get his emotions out.

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me

Jeff sang with all he could offer. Sure he didn't ever get a chance to sing a solo, but that didn't matter. He loved being part of The Warblers. It meant the world to him.

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Yeah

You might need time to think it over
But I'm just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c`mon let's try

This is something that Jeff had to do. He knew this. He knew he had to sing and get his feelings out or else he would go crazy. What he didn't know is that he had a visitor.

Am I crazy for wanting you?
Maybe do you think you could want me too?
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do?
I just wanna know that you feel it too
There is nothing left to hider.

I want you and your soul
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Ooooooo
Beautiful Soul, yeah
Oooooo, yeah
Your beautiful soul
Yeah

He held the last note for a little longer than nessicary.

"Why? Why do I have to be in love with him of all people. Why do I have to be in love Nick Duval?"

He heard clapping and whipped around to face his worst nightmare; Sebastian Smythe. Jeff didn't know what would have been worse. If Nick had walked in and heard him or Sebastian.

"Bravo! So, you do have talent. I'm suprised." He stepped further into the room with his hands behind his back.

Jeff stood, "Exactly how much did you hear?"

"Enough Jeff, enough. So, you love Nick Duval."

"It's not what you think! It's - it's another Nick! From another school! You don't know him!"

Sebastian's smile made Jeff shiver.

"Is that so?"

"Y - yeah."

Sebastian circled Jeff, gazing at him.

"I think you're lying."

"Why would I lie? I have no reason to."

Sebastian chuckled. I can have fun with this. "I can help you get him."

Jeff picked his head up, "What?"

The other boy rolled his eyes, "You heard me. I can help you get him. Warbler number 3."

"I - I told you that it's not. . ."

Sebatian sighed, exasperated, "I know it's him, dumbass. So just give it up and admit it. I can teach you some things and he'll be running after you in no time."

"I - I don't know."

"Just think about it."

Just then the rest of The Warblers piled into the room and took their regular seats.

Jeff saw Nick sit down on the couch and smile at him. He seemed shocked to see his best friend talking to Sebastian.

"Jeff, Sebastian, take your seats." Wesely said.

Jeff looked at Sebastian's smirking face before he went over and sat down beside Nick.

As Wesley began talking Nick leaned over to Jeff, "Hey, what'd Smythe want?"

"Oh. . .uh. . .just wanted. . .to talk."

"About what?"

Before Jeff could reply Wesely Shhh'd them.

Jeff sunk into the couch, with his arms crossed over his middle.

Could Smythe really help me out? What did he mean he could teach me some things? Would it really work? Would Nick want me? No. I would be an idiot if I trusted Sebastian. I'm an idiot for even considering this. Oh my God. What if he tells Nick? I'm not ready for that! Maybe if I let him help me then Nick will want me and then Sebastian won't get to tell Nick. This is something that I have to explain to Nick. Not some Jerk.

Jeff sighed loudly and it earned looks from some of The Warblers.

"Are you okay?" Nick whispered to him.

Jeff only shrugged, not looking at the brown haired boy.

They didn't sing or dance today. Wesley just lectured them about. . .Jeff didn't even know. He didn't pay attention to a single word. As soon as Wesley dismissed them Jeff bolted out of the room, but waited outside by the doors. He grabbed Sebastian's arm and pulled him a side.

"Missed me?"

Jeff rolled his eyes, "I need you."

"What? Here? I usually don't have sex in front of people, but if that's what you really wan. . ."

"No! I need your help to get me. . ."

Just then Nick walked out of the room and stepped over to them.

Giving a confused look towards Sebastian, Nick slowly turned his attention to the blonde boy, "Hey Jeff, I'm going back to our room. Do you wanna hang out later tonight?"

Jeff opened his mouth to reply, but Sebastian slipped an arm around his shoulders and said, "Sorry Nicky boy, but Jeff is mine for the night."

Not believeing this Nick asked, "Jeff?"

"We're just going to hang out. Maybe when I get back?" Jeff gave him a small grin.

Nick was very hurt and confused and. . .there was another feeling. Jealousy? Nick just couldn't understand why his Jeff was hanging around such slime like Sebastian Smythe. Nick always wanted to spend every waking minute with Jeff and he wanted to be more than friends. He wanted to hold and kiss Jeff like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh. . .well that's fine. I'll just - uh play a couple of video games or. . .study." Nice going Nick! It's a Friday night!

"Okay," Jeff gave him a smile.

"So, Jeff I'll come by your dorm around. . .seven?"

"Alright, sounds good."

"Catch ya later," He gave Jeff a small squeeze, and then began to walk away down the black and white checkered hallway, "Oh and goodbye Nick."

As Nick and Jeff were walking back to their dorm nick asked, "Since when do you hang out with Smythe?"

"Kind of recently actually." Jeff rubbed the back of neck nervously.

"Why? He's no good."

"You don't know that."

"Everyone says that! He tried to get into Blaine's pants even after Blaine explained he was in a relationship with Cooper! Sebastian doesn't care what it takes or how it affects people he just loves to stir up trouble."

"Look, Nicky I promise if he starts acting suspicious or he trys anything then I will punch him. Alright?"

Nick laughed, "You? Punch? You don't have it in you. You're too sweet."

"Aw why thank you, but Sebastian and me are just hanging out as friends. Nothing more."

Nick sighed in relief, "Oh good."

"Why is that good?"

"I - uh. . I mean. . .good that it's um. . .well I was just. . .Oh look! There's Blaine! Blaine! Hey! Blaine!" Nick waved him over. Smooth Nicholas. Real smooth.

Blaine walked up to him with his permanent smile plastered onto his face, "Hey guys. What's up?"

Nick slapped Jeff on the back, "Blaine, tell Jeff that Sebastian is a piece of sh. . ."

"Sebastian?" Blaine looked over to the blonde haired boy.

"We are just hanging out and no, it's not a date. We are just friends. Nothing more." Jeff didn't know how much more he stress the fact that he and Sebastian are just friends.

"Just becareful Jeff. Sebastian is a sneaky guy."

"Don't worry. I'll be careful." Jeff reassured them.

Blaine nodded, still smiling. While Nick just looked so very unsure of this.

Later that evening Nick was laying on his bed, watching Jeff get ready for his not date with Sebastian.

"How do I look?" Jeff stood in front of him.

Nick took in his appearance which was blue jeans that hung to his hips in all the right places, oh course he was in a plaid shirt. Everytime Jeff got the chance he whore a plaid shirt. Tonight it was light gray and white plaid with it unbuttoned to reveal a white wifebeater underneath it. His hair was as perfect as ever and he wore his black and white converse.

You look beautiful as always. Nick wanted to say.

"You look fine."

Jeff smiled, "Thanks."

There was a knock on the door and Jeff walked over and opened it.

Sebastian stood there dressed in black pants, that were maybe a little too tight, and a light gray button down shirt. And of course he had that smirk he always wore.

"Hey, you look. . .nice."

"Um thanks. So do you." The blonde replied.

"Well come on. We're wasting the night life away," He grabbed Jeff's hand and pulled him out of the room, "Don't worry Nicky boy I'll have him back before midnight."

"The curfew is 11:30 on Fridays!" Nick called, but that stupid Smythe slammed the door shut while Nick was in mid - sentence.

As Sebastian lead Jeff to his car Jeff asked, "What are we going to do?"

"Have fun."

"Can you ellaborte a bit?"

"Nope." Sebastian smirked again.

Jeff's eyes went wide as he saw Sebastian's car; a 2012 Shelby GT350 Convertible. It was black with a white racing stripe down it.

"Like it? It's a present from my old man. It was his way of saying, 'Sorry I missed your sweet sixteen.' I mean he even got me a Harely when he missed my fifteenth. He didn't care I couldn't use it until a year later."

"Does he miss alot of your birthdays? That must be tough." Jeff said as he ran a hand along the groovy car.

Sebastian's smile faultered a bit and he got in.

Jeff did the same and neither of them spoke a word the whole drive.

I shouldn't have said that! I'm an idiot! Why do I have to be so stupid! Me and my big mouth! Jeff thought.

Sebastian pulled into Scandles parking lot and turned off the motor.

"Yes."

"What?" Jeff asked.

"My answer to your question is yes. My father does miss a lot of my birthdays. Hell, I don't even remember the last time he came to one of my parties."

"I'm so sorry Sebastian."

"Don't be. Let's go."

"Wait! Is this a bar?" Jeff shrieked.

"Calm down Princess. It'll be fun and it's not just any bar. It's a bar for people like you and me."

"What do you me. . .oh my God! You brought me to a gay bar? How are we going to get in? I mean. . ."

Sebastian rolled his eyes, "Here." He held out a small card and Jeff took it.

"You got me a fake I.D.?"

"Why don't you say it a little louder? I don't think everyone in Dalton heard you yet."

"Sorry." Jeff mumbled.

They got out of the car walked up to the brick building where they showed the big, round black man their I.D.'s.

He held them in his hands and looked from the cards to the the two boys. He looked so unsure.

"Becareful boys." He handed the I.D.'s back to him.

"Thanks." Sebastian swiped the cards from the man's hands and grabbed Jeff's hand tightly in his and drug him inside.

"Hold on tight!" Sebastian said as they entered a sea of people. There were girls dancing on girls and boys on dancing boys, blue, green, and pink lights filled the room, moving over the huge crowd.

Jeff let Sebastian drag him over to the bar where Sebastian ordered their drinks. He then handed a tall beer to Jeff.

"Sebastian, I don't drink!" He had to scream over the music. This is seriously not going to go well in rehearsals on Monday.

"Yes, yes you do!" Sebastian shoved the drink towards him.

Jeff took it and sipped it. It was nasty and Jeff didn't like it not one bit. He didn't want to seem un-cool, so he drank half of it.

He heard Sebastian laugh. He looked over to see Sebastian was almost done his beer.

Jeff forced himself to drink a few more sips, before he sat his down and then before he knew he was letting Sebastian drag him through the sea of people once again.

"Let's dance!"

"What? No!"

"I've seen you dance before! You're good!" He was close, maybe a little too close to Jeff.

How is this going to help me get Nick? Well he did seem not to like me hanging out with Sebastian. Was he jealous? No, he was just being a good friend. Or was he? Maybe this was Sebastian's plan all along.

Jeff fell into the music and beat.

After a while Sebastian and went and got them another beer. While his friend was gone a tall boy with jet black hair walked up to the poor blonde boy.

"Hey."

"Oh, um hi."

"Wanna dance?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm waiting for someone."

"Well look no further. I'll be your someone."

"No, please. I don't want. . ." Before Jeff could finish the guy grabbed Jeff tightly.

"Hey!" Jeff heard Sebastian yell.

Th guy let go of Jeff and the blonde scrambled over to the other singer.

"Don't ever touch my boyfriend again or I'll screw you up so bad that you'll be in the hospital pissing through a tube!"

The guy glared at Sebastian and the walked away and the singer turned to Jeff.

"I can't leave you alone five seconds can I princess?"

"Thanks, but can you please stop calling me that? I'm not a girl."

"Whatever. I'll think of something else to call you then, but for now," He handed Jeff a beer.

His friend downed his while he sipped.

"Bigger sip than that!"

Jeff winced, he really didn't want to. He forced himself to take a big gulp and then just one more. He felt sick. This stuff was seriosuly nasty.

"That's my boy! Chug! Chug! Chug!"

Jeff forced himself to drink the whole glass.

They danced some more, before Sebastian lead him outside to the back of the building. He shoved him up against the wall, their faces were really close, too close.

"Sebas - ? Ooomf!"

Sebastian kissed him.

"Sebastian!" Jeff put his hands on the other boy's chest and shoved him off.

"What?"

"Why did you do that?"

"How much kissing experiance do you have Jeff?"

"What does that have to do with. . ."

"When you get with Nick and you don't know how to kiss him, then that's going to be a disaster. Lesson one," He stepped up to Jeff, their chests pressed together, "Lean in and just let loose." He began to lean in, but Jeff stopped him again and Sebastian groaned.

"What about my hands?" He held them.

"Put him on my back, my face, my hair, whatever feels right to you." He dove in again and they kissed what seemed like a long time. Jeff ran his fingers through the other boy's hair like crazy.

"What. . .time. . .is. . .it?" Breathed Jeff between kisses.

"11:20."

Jeff's eyes widened, "We're going to miss curfew!"

"And your point isssss?"

"Please, Sebastian I don't want to get in trouble."

"You won't. I always break curfew and never get in trouble."

"Just please take me back to Dalton."

"Fine!" He fished his car keys out of his pocket and walked away. Jeff ran after him. Or well he actually stumbled after him.

What's wrong with me? I can't - I can't walk straight. I - oh my God! Am I drunk? Jeff thought as he kept tripping and stumbling to the car.

Sebastian let out a laugh, "Don't worry. You're just a little buzzed. If you were you were completely drunk then you wouldn't be thinking at all right now and yes I can tell you're thinking. You're always thinking Jeff. You need to stop every once and a while and have fun." He then climbed into his car and waited for Jeff to do the same and drove off.

As Sebastian helped Jeff walk right to their dorms he said, "Well I hate to admit this, but I actually had fun."

"Me tooooo. Whoa!" He stumbled into Sebastian and they fell onto the grass.

They were both laughing.

The trouble maker was leaning in, but Jeff said, "Seb?"

"What?"

"What exactly is your plan to help me get Nick?"

"We date. Nick gets jealous. You guys get together and live happily ever after."

"O-kay." Jeff didn't like this. He knew this would only end badly.

Will this work? Can it work? What if Nick just thinks I'm stupid for dating Seb? Maybe I am. Well I'm not really dating him, am I? It's just like pretend. Gees, what I am four?

Sebastian moved into kiss him again but Jeff said, "Curfew."

"Shit. Fine. Come on." He hauled him up and walked him to his dorm. When they made it back it was exactly 11:28."

"Want me to walk you inside?" Sebastian asked.

Jeff shook his head as he leaned heavily on the door.

"Same time tomorrow?"

"Can we do something different? Like maybe go see a movie or something?"

Sebastian sighed heavily, "Sure. Why not? I'll come by and pick you up." He leaned down and kissed Jeff's cheek before he walked away. Jeff, after numerous attempts to put the key into the door, finally got it and walked, tripped, inside.

"Jeff? Thank God! I was worried that. . .Are you okay?"

Jeff nodded and made it to his bed and fell on it.

"What did you guys do?"

"Danccan and ssstufffff."

"Oh my God! Are you drunk?"

"Nope. Buzzed maybe."

Jeff felt his matress dip as Nick sat down next him and a hand was suddenly on his back.

"Jeffie? Talk to me."

"We just danccced and I drank one beeeeer. . .and maaaybe part of another one. I just can't hold my liqour."

"You shouldn't have been drinking any liqour at all! What's wrong with you? What if you got caught? Or arrested? You would have been kicked out of Dalton!"

Nick never got an answer from him, he looked over to find that Jeff was fast asleep. He sighed heavily, "I love you Jeffie." He leaned down kissed the blonde's temple.

He then got up and untied Jeff's shoes and sat them on the floor and covered the blonde with a blanket, and walked over to his own bed, but not before running his fingers through that beautiful blonde hair of Jeff's.

~Is it long enough? Or do you guys want the next chapter to be longer? If so, then I have no idea how, but I'll manage. I guess first tell if yall want a second chapter.~