Jeff woke up with a crick in his neck and pain in his lower back. At first he wondered where he was, and then remember what had happened the night prior. He sighed, got up and folded the blanket that Wes had given him. He looked back at the two sleeping boys, both in Wes' bed, curled up against one another. Jeff tore his eyes away, a feeling of jealousy flaring up in his chest, and quietly left the dorm.

Jeff eased the door open and peeked inside, making sure Tyler didn't stay the night, and was relieved to find only the brunette boy curled up in his duvet. Jeff smiled at the peacefulness that Nick gave off as he slept.

Nick. Him and Jeff have been best friends since kindergarten. Most people just said that they were joined at the hip. Then, Nick came out to everyone and a rumor got out that him and Jeff were a thing. Jeff could tell that it made Nick uncomfortable, so to make the rumors go away, he told everyone that he was straight.

Everyone thinks Jeff is straight, besides his parents and his older sister. Not even Nick knows. Jeff was planning on coming out to Nick sometime 6 weeks ago. Jeff walked into the room, and he had this whole idea mapped out in his head how he was going to go through with this, when he saw Tyler and Nick making out on Jeff's bed. Jeff's bed. Jeff cleared his throat and the two stopped trying to suck each other's face off long enough for Nick to introduce him as his new boyfriend. Jeff quickly ran out of their shared dorm and made for the front door to get fresh air.

Jeff shuddered just thinking about that day, and looked at the clock on his desk. It was only 9am, and it was Saturday. Jeff walked to his dresser, grabbed some clothes for the day, and tiptoed to the bathroom, making sure not to wake up the sleeping boy.

When Jeff got out of the shower, he got dressed in his khaki skinny jeans, blue button up shirt, and black beanie.

He walked out of the bathroom, just as Nick was starting to stir.

When Jeff was pulling on his shoes, Nick rolled onto his side and jokingly asked, "Hey, where do you think you're going?"

Jeff chuckled and said, "It's Saturday, Nick. Going to get coffee."

"What? What didn't you wake me up?" Nick whined.

"I dunno. Just figured you had a long night and you'd be hungover." Jeff shrugged.

"No, no, I'm fine," Nick reassured, clutching his head as he sat up, "wait for me. I want to go, too!"

Jeff couldn't resist Nick's wide, chocolate brown, puppy-dog eyes, so he agreed.

Nick only took a few minutes to brush his crazy bed head down, pull on a pair of dark wash jeans and a t-shirt. Soon they were walking to Jeff's black BMW in the school's parking lot.

Nick got to the car first, and tried pulling the door open. When he realized it was locked, he looked up at Jeff, confused for a moment. Jeff couldn't help but realize how attractive Nick looked, his brows furrowing together with a small glint in his eye. Jeff awkwardly chuckled, trying to ignore the perfect looks that Nick was giving him, and clicked the button to unlock the door.

The whole way to The Lima Bean, Nick was telling a story about Tyler and Jeff mostly tuned out. Besides the occasional nod or laugh, Jeff didn't really act like he was paying attention, either. He was sick and tired of hearing about how cute Tyler was, or what Tyler said, or what Tyler had for breakfast. He just didn't care anymore, so he didn't even pretend. Nick noticed, but he didn't mind. He just liked telling stories.

After they got to The Lima Bean and ordered their drinks, in sauntered the notorious Sebastian Smythe. The hottest, douchiest boy on Earth. Jeff made the mistake of looking up at him, and earned a hard stare-down with those damn gorgeous green eyes. Soon enough, Sebastian stalked his way over to where Nick and Jeff were sitting.

"Hey, boys," Sebastian purred, dropping in next to Jeff, "couldn't help but notice you staring at me."

Nick looked confused but Jeff looked down at his hands, blushing. "What are you talking about?" Nick asked, confused.

"Not talking to you." Sebastian rudely waved Nick off and turned to face Jeff. "So Jeff, tell me, how come we've never had a nice chat?"

"I don't know, maybe because we've never had any classes or we've never really passed each other in the hallways. Either way, I don't really care." Jeff tried to look at Sebastian firmly, but crumbled under his intense glare.

"Well, whatever the reason," Sebastian said, obviously unaffected, "give me your number. We should really talk more often."

"Um… okay?" Jeff mumbled, blushing slightly. He quickly wrote his number on a napkin and Sebastian jumped up, blew him a kiss, and left the coffee shop.

Jeff turned back to look at Nick, who had suddenly decided to grip onto the table as if his life depended on it and his jaw was clenched so hard Jeff thought his teeth would break.

"Nick…?" Jeff reached to his best friend's hand. "Are you okay?" When he finally wrapped his hand around Nick's, he could feel he was shaking.

"Um.. yes. Yes, I am. I'll just, uh, be right back…" Nick said, under his breath.

What had gotten into him?