A/N: And without further ado, here's chapter two! Hey that rhymed. (Ok, does anyone know what ado actually means? If you do, please inform me of its meaning in a review or something. Thanks!)
Chapter 2
In Class
Jeff's POV
We're in the middle of a really boring History lecture and I'm really bored, so I pull out my phone. I scroll through my contacts until I find just who I'm looking for. Nick. He's right next to me but I text him anyways.
Hey -J
What's up? -N
Severe boredom. Can you believe how long this lecture is? It's ridiculous! :/ -J
I know, seriously! I seriously was about to pull out my phone and text you. LOL. -N
LOL. So… :/ … Wanna tell me what happened last night? You seemed really upset and I was kinda confused… I thought it might have been cuz of your comment, but then you came out with the "why do I screw everything up?"… Is something up? Cuz you can tell me… -J
I think I already know, but I don't want to make assumptions…
I'd tell you, but I feel like you'd hate me if I did… -N
Teacher incoming! -N
I quickly shove my phone away, as does Nick. The teacher passes us, making a face of disapproval at my notes (or lack thereof). Once we're in the clear I pull my phone out again.
I wouldn't hate you! You can trust me with whatever it is. I promise. -J
I look over at Nick as he responds. He has a cute worried look on his face. I smile and check my phone once he looks up.
You have to promise not to tell anyone! If you do, I will murder you. -N
Well, scratch that. You can tell kurt and blaine. But anyone else and I will kill you. -N
I promise I won't tell ANYONE. Now can you tell me? Pretty please? :3 -J
I don't know… -N
You said you would! -J
I know… -N
You're stalling. So..? -J
I am not stalling! -N
Yes you are. Now tell mee! -J
Alright… I may or may not really, really like someone… -N
Who? -J
…Someone in the Warblers… -N
*sarcastically* Well, that narrows it down. -J
… He's an amazing dancer… -N
Dude. We're all amazing dancers. Just tell me! -J
I already know it's me he's talking about. I just want him to be able to say it. To not be afraid…
He's a great singer too… -N
Once again: We're ALL great singers. That's why we're in the Warblers. -J
This is getting ridiculous, just tell me. -J
Fine! It's you! I really, really like you! You happy now? -N
I smile to myself. I knew it.
That wasn't so hard, now was it? -J
Yes. -N
It was, now? I'm not freaking out. I don't hate you. You're my best friend. I couldn't hate you. -J
True… but, why? -N
I smile again.
Because. You're my best friend, and, to be honest, I really like you too. -J
I look over at Nick. He's smiling.
Really? You do? You're not just screwing with me are you? -N
Now why would I do that? -J
I don't know. It was more just for reassurance… So you really like me? -N
Yes, I do. Now, how about you and I go out to lunch after class? -J
That would be nice. -N
I look over at him; he has a big grin on his face. I text him back that I'll meet him after class in the hall and put my phone away. He gets the message and puts his phone in bag and pulls out a piece of lined paper and starts drawing on it. I try to lean over and see what he's drawing, but he quickly covers it and mouths the word "Later". I smile at him and he laughs. I try to pay attention to the lesson, but it's hard. I can't wait for this period to end.