~Love that song. Song was; I won't give up by Jason Mraz. I thought it fit Nick and Jeff quite nicely in their situation.~

Disclaimer: I own no one.

Warnings: Drunk teenager, slash, mentions of sexual behavior

I stood and ran out of the restraunt. I didn't get too far; actually I only made it to the back of BreadStiX before I collapsed to my knees, crying. I hugged my knees and buried my face in my arms.

Not even a minute later I felt someone's hands on me. I look up to see Blaine. He got down on the ground next me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to him.

"This isn't you Jeff. Stop crying, please? You're always so happy."

"Well so much has happened lately for me not to be happy, Blaine!"

"You need space, that is completely understandable. No one thinks its bad or selfish of you to do so Jeff."

I wipe my tears aways, "Really?"

Blaine nodded, "Of course! You have been under a lot of stress lately. It's perfectly normal to want to be alone and clear your head for a while."

"But I miss him, Blaine. I don't know what to do. I want to be with him, but. . ."

"He hurt you very badly and it's hard to forgive someone who has done something so awful to you."

"What do I do?" I layed my head on my arms.

He rubbed my arm, "That's up to you, Jeff."

"I – I think I need more time."

Blaine nodded again, "And that's fine."

I rested my head against Blaine's shoulder while he continued to rub my arm.

After a while Blaine said, "Well it's freezing out here. Let's go back inside before we catch our deaths, huh?"

I slowly nodded. Once inside Quinn rushed to my side, along with Finn and Puck and Kurt trailing not too far behind her.

"Are you okay?"

Quin touched my cheek gently.

"You want me to beat his ass?"

Geez Puck! No!

"Can I do something for you?"

Finn has done more than enough for me.

"Talk to us!"

I will Kurt.

"Guys, guys I'm fine!" I said, grinning. They really care about me.

I looked down at my watch. It was nearing 11:30. I needed to start heading home.

"I need to get home though; curfew."

Quinn nodded, "Let me say bye to Joe."

I nodded and she walked over to the hippie.

She said something to him and he smiled. He then bent down to kiss her cheek.

She blushed as red as dress.

Not even two feet away from Joe and Quin I saw Sam and Rory dancing, a bit too closely, with one another. When did that happen?

Shaking my head, grinning, I glanced over at David and the guys.

Dave got up and began making his way over to me.

"Here," I dug around my pocket and handed Quinn the keys, "Get in the car. I'll be right there."

"Okay." She left.

David was in front of me now, "Look man," He rubbed the back of his head nervously, "I didn't know Nick was going to do that."

"It's okay. I just need some time to myself."

He nodded, "I understand and that's why I hate to ask you this."

"Ask me what?"

"Look Jeff, after you ran Nick was really upset with himself and kinda. . .got drunk, like shit-faced drunk. I'm going to have enough trouble getting Trent back to school without being seen . . .I was wondering if you could maybe take Nick? Please man?"

Is he really serious? After what Nick just did. . .AH! Why is the world out to get me?

"Please man, I'm begging you! You know Trent isn't the lightest and I have to drag him back to our dorm!"

"FINE!" I burst out, making a few people look at us.

David sighed, "I am so, so sorry Jeff! I owe you!" He then took me by the arm and lead me over to their table.

Empty red plastic cups littered the table.

Trent had his head thrown back and was giggling like a crazy person and Nick had his head on the table with his arms spread over it.

"Come on Nick." I said gently as I patted his back.

I can't believe I'm actually doing this. I am an idiot.

He slowly looked over at me and then stumbled out of the booth, he tripped and almost sent me flying to the ground.

I grunted, "Nick!"

"Serrrry." He slurred.

I wrapped his arm around my neck and supported him. Dragging a dead wait body wasn't easy. By the time I got to my car I was sweating, my hair clung to my forehead.

I layed Nick down in the back seat.

"What's going on?" Quinn asked me.

"He's drunk as you can see. David said he had to take Drunk Trent back to school and asked if I could take Nick. He did this on purpose." I whispered the last part and closed the door and went around the car to the driver's seat.

"Where are you taking him?" She asked looking at me.

"I don't know," I sighed, "I can't take him back to school, and his parents would kill him if I took him home, so I'll just let him stay on my couch."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Nope, but it's the only thing I can do." I knew that once Nick awoke tomorrow he could be difficult to get to leave.

"He's going to want to talk tomorrow." My voice cracked.

Quinn held my hand over the console, "I'm so sorry sweetheart."

I just simply nodded. I was afraid if I opened my mouth to speak, then I would cry.

Pulling up into the driveway I got out and walked Quinn to the door.

"Thank you for a lovely evening Mr. Sterling."

"Anytime Quinny." I leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"Call me if you need anything okay?"

"I will." I assured her.

Each step I took back to my car was filled with dread. The drive home was silent. Nick was so out of it. Thank God.

My dad was asleep, again thank God. I thought it was hard to get Nick into the car, boy was I wrong, getting him up the stairs was a totally different experience.

I finally made it the guest room. Nick was heavy and as I tried to lay him down I lost my balance fell on the bed beside him.

He wrapped his arm around my waist, scooting next to me. I bit my lip to keep my sobs at bay.

"Thack you Jeffieeee."

I sat up, "No problem Nick."

He sat up too and grabbed my face, "I miss you so much. Love you. Won't evarrr stop. I've been suchaaa messsss. You're so beautiful Jeffieee." His breath reeked of alcohol.

"Nick. . ." I began but Nick giving me a sloppy drunken kiss silenced me.

I closed my eyes and fell into the kiss. It had been so long since his lips touched mine. I missed it so much. But then reality hit me.

I jerked away, "No, no, no, no! I can't do this," I let out a sob, "I can't. Go to sleep Nick." With that said I walked out.

I fell on to my bed where Duke cuddled with me. I payed no attention to him on the account of my sobbing. He pawed my arm as if to get me to look at him. I finally reached over and pulled him close to me and cried myself to sleep.

I awoke really early the next morning. The burning in my eyes was a reminder of what hapened last night and of who was sleeping in the guest room right down the hall.

Duke was practically crushed into my side. I forced myself to get out of bed and take a quick shower.

By the time I got out and dressed in some jeans and a white and light blue plaid shirt it was 8:30.

I took a deep breath trying to calm down. Nick was here, upstairs, sleeping. He will wake up soon and he'll want to talk. Tea, I need tea. A real stress reliever and while the water is heating up I'll cook breakfast.

In no time at all I had a full plate of scrambled eggs, toast and grapefruit. I was pouring a glass of milk when I heard Duke let out a loud and dangerous growl. I walked into the living room to see Nick backed against the wall with Duke standing in front of fur on his back stood up, and his lips were pulled back, showing his sharp teeth.

"Duke!" I called.

The dog looked at me, anbd the back to Nick and gave him another growl before running happily over to me. In fact he ran full speed and jumped on me. It sent me and him flying to the ground.

"Duke!" I yelled as he began licking my face. He was wagging his tail like crazy.

I finally shoved him off of me and stood.

"Morning," I said lamely.

Nick rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "Hey."

"I made breakfast." I stated and walked into the kitchen. I didn't look behind me but I knew Nick followed as did Duke. He stayed close to me. The dog just didn't seem to trust Nick. It was fine with me because Duke seemed to be keeping Nick as far away from me as he could.

"Sit down." He did as he was told. I placed his plate in front of him and grabbed my mug of hot peach tea off the counter and down opposite of him.

"You're. . .not going to eat?" He asked me.

"I'm not so hungry this morning." I wrapped my hands around the hot mug. Duke sat at my feet with his head resting on his paws.

He whimpered so I reached down and rubbed his back.

"Uh so. . .when did you get Cujo?" He tried to lightly joke.

"Quinn bought him for me. She said it was my late birthday present." I grinned at the memory of how excited she had been when she was holding him out for me to take.

He gave a light nod.

It was silent for a few moments before I decided to speak.

"So, how are The Warblers?" I honestly don't care. I really don't, but I just didn't know what else to ask.

"Good, good," He nodded again, "We miss you Jeff. We're just not the same without you there."

I opened my mouth to reply, but Nick kept talking, "I'll do anything to get you to come back to Dalton."

"Will you streak through the halls of Dalton screaming, "I'm feeling free!'?" I chuckled at my stupid joke.

Nick laughed lightly, "A million times over if that's what it takes."

I was about to say something else when all of a sudden there was a loud banging on the front door.

"Geez," I muttered as I stood.

As soon as I opened the door Finn burst in.

"Oh yeah sure, come on in." I said sarcastically.

"Oh my God! Jay, I am freaking out right now! I don't know what to do! What do I do Jay? Tell me what I should do?"

"I can't help you until you tell me what's wrong." I pointed out.

"Oh yeah, I guess that would help a lot, huh? Well okay last night after the party. . .do you know your ex-boyfriend is here?"

I bit my lip, "Yes, Finn. I am aware of that."

Nick's face looked pained, as he leaned up against the door frame leading into the kitchen.

He nodded, "Okay, just making sure. Anyway as I was saying last night after the party I went over to Puck's house, because we were going to have sex, like we do all the time," He chuckled, "He always does this thing where he touches my. . ."

"Okay!" I shouted, "Spare me the details, please."

"Alright, sure, sure. Okay um . . .anyway well after we did it he um. . ." His voice got shaky.

I rested a hand on his shoulder to encourage him, "What did he do, Finn?"

"He proposed to me!"

~Wow this chapter started out so happy, then sad, and now bam! A cliffhanger. . .So many more chapters will follow this one. Just keep the reviews a comin'!~