A/N: Hello sweetie pies! Behold thus I've written thee another chapter!
I am gonna have exams and that kinda stuff, to take care of, in the nearest future, therefore I hurried a bit, to finish this, so you would at least get something, before I'm starting on my exams and won't have much time for writing. But fear not! I will start writing again, as soon as I've either failed or passed my exams!
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"Writing me a love letter?" a voice said, as a pair of hands slammed into the table, the owner leaning over it.
"Shi-" Jeff flinched, at the loud slam, as his head jerked up, to look right into the face of Nick. This was the first time, since the incident with Danny, that Jeff had been alone. He'd never dared to leave Thad's side, since it happened. And now that he finally did, he had to deal with Nick, hitting on him… Again.
"Happy to see me?" Nick smirked, leaning a bit further over the table.
"No." Jeff just said, and turned back to his notebook, and history book, on the table, taking a short glimpse of the hands on the table. He's got nice hands. He noted, before his thoughts drifted to how he still hadn't been told what Thad had done to Danny. He only knew, that Danny stayed in his room for at least seven days after; and had he not woken up, with tears flowing, unable to make them stop, when Thad was gone, he wouldn't have known, that Thad had even gone to Danny's room, after Jeff had fallen asleep.
"No, what?" Nick smiled, still very full of himself, convincing himself that Jeff hadn't heard what he said, and only therefore, said no.
"No, I'm not happy to see you." Jeff said, and if I was, I wouldn't ever tell you, jackass! He then thought as he searched for a phrase in his books. The first night's since the incident, Thad had woken up, to Jeff, crying in his sleep, and went to comfort him, but now that it had been a around a half month since it happened; the crying had slowly been brought to an end.
"So you are writing me a love letter?" Nick's smile turned into a full on smirk.
"Uuuuh, no. I'm not." Jeff said, as he started writing down some notes, "I'm preparing for a history test, tomorrow." He continued, still scribbling down notes. "Now if you'd excuse me." He finished, as he put on the last full stop, in his sentence in the note book.
"Okay I stopped trying to focus, after 'No', and started fantasizing about you in my bed instead. Was I supposed to listen?" Nick asked, not really thinking about anything, than the picture in his head, of Jeff in his bed, naked, with his legs spread wide.
Jeff was blushing madly, but put his pen down, still staring straight down in his notebook. "Okay, so if you could stop thinking about sex for a second, pull your head out of your ass, and start focusing on your surroundings for a second, then maybe you'd understand that I have stuff to do." Jeff had folded his hands while talking. It kinda looked like he was praying, but with both of his index fingers, stretched out, the tips touching each other, pointing straight forward.
Nick looked around in the room, where they were located at the moment, taking short notice of the many books, all over the place, and small groups of people, talking quietly together, about whatever. Jeff of course, didn't notice Nick doing so, since he was still staring straight down in the notebook. "I don't see where you're going with that?" Nick said, not wanting to lose. "Now that we're at it, what is this place?" He asked.
"This is…" Jeff started but then sighed deeply and looked up and Nick. "Have you seriously never been here before?" He asked, lifting a hand to bury his face in it, when seeing the lost expression on Nicks face, only showing for a few split seconds. "This is the library?" Jeff asked again, making a gesture to the room, with his hand, removing it from his face.
"Explains all the books" Nick mumbled. "But how would I know? Library's isn't really my thing, I know all that I need to know; I can get more ass than a toilet seat, I can defend myself against every guy at this school, and I always… Get what I want." Nick said with a wink at Jeff. "And books, honey, they're for nerds." He finished, with an attitude, showing off, how much better than everyone else, he felt he was.
Jeff looked at Nick through his eyelashes, and tried to look like he wasn't about to get crushed, from the size of Nick's big ego. "Goodbye, Nick." Jeff said, smiling politely, before turning back to his book.
Due to the silence, and the fact that the set of hands, on the table, were removed, Jeff was convinced that Nick had finally gotten the message, and left him alone. He picked back up his pen, and was about to start writing down some more notes.
The pen only just touched the paper, when a hand was closed around his wrist. Everything went black in front of his eyes, as he cried out loud and flinched so hard, he actually fell off the chair, his wrist pulled out of the hand that was before closed around it, but not fast enough, for the owner of the hand, to stop from falling, and he landed on all fours, on top of Jeff.
"What the hell was that?" Nick asked, in a rather angry voice, mostly because he was surprised and therefore pulled up all defenses, but also completely ignoring the people, who was now staring at them, to see what was going on.
"Jeff? … Nick! What are you doing!" Thad yelped as he entered the room. He'd started running, the moment he heard Jeff's scream, out in the hallway. "Get off him… Get off him!" Thad ran the few steps over to the table where Jeff was lying on the floor, with wide blank eyes, and Nick trying to crawl off him.
"Relax, would you?" Nick growled when he got on his feet and dusted off his blazer. "It's not like I was trying to jump him! Which is by the way, probably the only way, anyone could get in the pants of that oh so god blessed saint!" Nick scoffed, almost spitting out the last words.
Thad was on his knees next to Jeff, helping him sit up. "Nick. Now is not the time!" Thad said tiredly, not even bothering to look up at him.
"I mean, what is he? Some sort of modern times Jesus, who can't have sex, or what!" Nick asked, his voice still not putting away the angry, at any point. But he didn't say more than this. He just sent them both a glare, before turning on his heel and walked out with long steps, not showing any signs of weakness.
Sighing deeply, over Nick's behavior, Thad lifted a hand and gently stroked Jeff's cheek. Thad liked Jeff, no doubt about that, he actually liked Jeff so much, he was certain, that hadn't he been straight, he would be head over heels in love with Jeff.
"Shhh!" Thad soothed. "It's okay Jeff! Come on, we're doing to the dorm. I don't like to see you like this in the open room." Thad said, in a low voice, as he reached a hand out, encouraging Jeff to take it.
Hesitating for a sec, Jeff reached one hand up and put it in Thad's hand, that was then, closed around his own, pulling him on his feet, in one shift movement, not wanting Jeff to been in public, with his pain, any longer that highly needed.
"Come on. Let's go back to our room sweetie." Thad said, with a comforting smile, and lightly tugged on Jeff's hand. Yes, Thad knew, that he was sometimes acting a little gay, and right now, was one of those times, but he also knew, that he needed Jeff to feel safe, and by acting this way, he knew he did his best to make Jeff feel safe, and also that it worked.
Without any words, or protests, Jeff followed Thad, out of the room, heading for their dorm room, away from the curious crowd.
No, we're never gonna quit
The melody was blasting out, and filling the room, where all the warblers were gathered, all of them, staring, jaw hanging, at the boy in front of them. Not so much for the sake of whom it was, but rather for the lyrics, that was coming over his lips.
Ain't nothing wrong with it
Never had anyone chosen a song like that, as their audition to the Warblers. Well, if you could even call it an audition. Nick had already been told, that he was allowed to join, when he'd texted Wes about it. This was simply his first, ever, solo.
Just acting like we're animals
It wasn't a lie, that this sort of music, suited Nick's voice, but for all the other warblers, it just seemed sort of inappropriate.
No, no matter where we go
Not seeming to notice how they were all staring at him, Nick continued to sing, once every few seconds, he lifted turned his gaze, from nowhere, to shortly ghost over Jeff's face and body.
'Cause everybody knows
We're just a couple of animals
Nick licked his lips once, before he started singing again, throwing a glance at Jeff, noticing how his tongue was also flickering out of his mouth, wetting them in a way, that Nick couldn't help but misunderstand
So come on baby, get in
We're just a couple of animals
Jeff turned his head, blushing, when he noticed Nick's glaze falling on him. He had to admit, that it was flattering with all the attention, but did he seriously need to look at him, as though he was ready to jump him, any given second?
Get in, just get in
Ain't nothing wrong with it
Taking one step forward, Nick never took is eyes of Jeff, kind of wondering if he'd catch fire, from his heated looks.
Check out the trouble we're in
Get in, just get in
The last notes came out as a growl, causing everyone's jaws to drop even further, as the music faded into nothing. "And that's how it's done." Nick said into the silence, before he turned and strutted out of the room.
When the door to the hallways had closed, everyone's heads turned to Jeff, gaping at him.
"What was that?" Someone finally asked, though not stopping anyone from keeping on staring at Jeff, really confused, and also very curious.
A few seconds passed by, before Jeff opened his mouth to answer. "I-…" He then closed his mouth once again, and swallowed hard, before he opened his mouth again. "I don't know…" He said, just before it hit him, "HEY! What are you all even looking at me for!" Jeff then yelped.
"Isn't it obvious?" Trent asked, with a sassy hand gesture, since he, after all, was their one and only sassy warbler. "He kept looking at you! It's obvious that he's totally into you!" He said, breaking out, with what the other warblers, had only just been thinking until now.
"Oh yeah, as if! He's just playing with me, and trying to get into my pants. It's nothing like he wants me for me." Jeff said, not letting anything show, of what he felt inside.
"Oh yeah?" Trent was about to say some more, but never got to.
"Yeah! And even if he did, that wouldn't get him any further with me, with the way he acts about!" Jeff exclaimed halfheartedly, before almost jumping up from the couch he was seated in, and walked out of the room with long steps, not taking a second to look beind.
Jeff's phone buzzed on the table, and lit up the dark room. What? A little confused, as to who, would be texting him at this time of day, and a little scared it would have woken up Thad Jeff reached out and grabbed the phone off the table, finding a number, lighting up the screen, that he'd never seen before. Curiously he drew the code on his phone and clicked the pop up, to open the text.
"Hey." It said. Nothing more.
Jeff frowned. Who could that be? He put is phone down, and tried to ignore it, but it wasn't long because his curiosity had him picking it back up, opening it again and quickly typing in a reply.
"Who is this?"
He put his hand down, with the phone still inside it. A waited for a bit, before his phone buzzed in his hand, and he almost jumped out of the bed in chock.
"David gave me your number."
Wondering who on earth, David could have given his number to, Jeff started typing again.
"I didn't ask who gave you my number."
At this point, was starting to get very much vide awake. And curious. Waiting for the mysterious text buddy, Jeff started thinking about life, the past few days, but he didn't get to think about much, before the vibrator went off again.
"I know."
Okay so he… It is a he? Isn't it? Knows that… Jeff started texting again, knowing that Thad would still be asleep, the sound of his heavy breathing, being a clear sign of this.
"Then why did you tell me?"
This last week's, sure have been eventful, or so to say. Jeff thought, lazily tapping his thump on his phone, waiting for another text to arrive, still jumping a little, when it did, though he knew it would be coming.
"Why wouldn't I? If I didn't, you'd just think I'm some kind of creepy stalker."
This mad Jeff giggle lightly, and shortly, before he decided to not play too nice, with this random stranger, and started typing yet another text.
"You're not?"
Smiling to himself, Jeff turned, from where he was placed on his back, and rolled to his side, pulling the duvet a little further up. This is turning weird... I don't even know who I'm texting. Jeff tried to ignore it obvious mistake, to let himself get talked away, from finding out, who his stranger was.
"No."
No? As in… No…? Jeff was a little taken aback from the very short answer, and that's why he didn't think any further, than to write the only word, popping up in his mind.
"Okay."
It took him a few seconds before he realized that he'd actually sent a text, with that single word in it; and considering, that he didn't get an answer, he decided to try to get a name out of the guy, and started texting again.
"So who are you?"
With a yawn, Jeff locked his phone and started sliding his thump down the screen, just to move it back to the top, when he reached the bottom, to do it all again.
"Are you sure you want to know?"
What is that for a question? Jeff didn't even hesitate before typing in his answer, and sending it, to the person, behind the texts.
"Why would I ask, if I don't want to know?"
Jeff was staring into the wall, wide awake, but at the same time, also very tired, on the events going on, through the day.
"Fine."
Getting this text, Jeff was getting rather confused. Wasn't he, I kind of hope it's a he… gonna tell him, Jeff, who he was? Or was he just playing games.
"Fine?"
After he'd sent the text, it didn't take long, before a new text arrived, as though, his stranger, had already written the text, and sent it the moment, the new one from Jeff, was received.
"Nick."
Nick… Nick who? Jeff was confused. He knew he was supposed to remember, who Nick was, but sadly, he didn't remember at all; it was like someone had just sucked the picture, of who it was, out of Jeff's brain.
"Nick?"
As soon as the text was sent, it hit him. Nick! Of course! That all too ego tripping, full of himself, but also very charm… WHAT AM I SAYING? -Guy, that had made it his life mission to make Jeff want to gag, and try to get him in bed, at the same time. That Nick!
"Yes."
The very simple text was received short after, and Jeff was now trying to make it all fit. Why would David give Nick his number? Jeff would actually really like to know that, so it didn't take him long to type in the next text.
"You got my number from David?"
Once again, Jeff yawned, as he waited for the next text to arrive.
"Yes?"
Creative answer… Jeff thought sarcastically, but Nick was the one that started texting, so Jeff felt he needed to know why or at least, how much Nick had thought the time through.
"And now you're texting me, when we're supposed to sleep?"
Jeff was kind of expecting longer answer, but that was definitely not what he got, when his phone buzzed in his hand, once again.
"Yes?"
Oh really? Jeff was getting a little annoyed with the short texts, but he still wanted to finish this conversation, that was only good manners, which Jeff was raised to use and show.
"You weren't thinking I'd maybe like to sleep, at night?"
He knew that some people might be able to read that text, as in a bad way, but due to his raising, he wouldn't ever dream about mean it, in any bad way, he always meant things, the best way possible.
"No."
Blinking a few times, in confusion, Jeff tried to understand. Why would he not want to sleep at night? Every sane person, on this earth, would want to sleep at night, when they have school the next day? Wouldn't they?
"But... I do?"
Sending this text, Jeff pulled the duvet, closer down around himself, and snuggled down in them, feeling the tiredness, starting to take over again.
"Okay fine. I hope your dreams are the shit!"
Reading this text, Jeff's face pulled into a confused frown, wondering what on earth he would mean by that, it made no sense, the sentence was wrong in so many different ways, that Jeff just didn't get it.
"What?"
When he didn't get an answer, he slowly drifted off and fell asleep, his phone still in his hand.
