So, here's chapter 10 :D I hope you guys are enjoying this and we're heading towards the end (only 5 more chapter) so I really hope you think this is the way things should happen :D

Jeff turns 18 in this one and he decided to go out with Blaine and Flint...

Good reading! :P

Jeff reached the park bench where Flint and Blaine were sitting on. He jumped over it and sat down between them with a grin. "'Sup assholes," Jeff sang, wrapping his arms around them.

Blaine and Flint shook their heads with a smile and patted the blond's back.

The day was bright, but the strong light and warm sunbeams couldn't even compare to Jeff's mood.

"I'm gonna let that insult pass, because it's your birthday." Blaine hit Jeff upside the head. "Happy Birthday Jeff!" he congratulated him, patting his shoulder.

"Yes, Happy Birthday, blondie!" Flint did the same, a toothy smile on his lips.

"Here." Blaine struggled to take something out of his jacket, grinning when he was able to. He held out his clenched hand, it was wrapped tightly around something. "I know I can't make you stop smoking, so why shouldn't I at least class it up?" Blaine extended his hand and opened it in front of Jeff.

Jeff's brow shot up at Blaine's actions, but a smirk came to his lips when the short brunet opened his hand, revealing a shiny, silver square. The lighter, adorned with waves, had 'Sterling' incrusted in black ink on one of its sides. It was beautiful, elegant and simple.
"Wow, Blaine!" The blond was really impressed with the other's present.

He never thought that Blaine could give him not only something so pretty, but actually providing for his addiction. "Thanks man!" Jeff snatched the silver lighter from Blaine's and pulled him for a hug, before appreciating the object more closely.

"It's your 18th birthday. It had to be something special." Blaine laughed and leaned back on the bench, watching the blond play with his new toy.

Jeff took out a cigar from his leather jacket and put it on his mouth, lighting it for the first time the new lighter. He took a few gulfs of breath and blew the smoke upwards. "Awesome," he said to Blaine. "Thanks man, I mean it," he smiled.

"Just don't blow smoke into my face," Blaine mocked, covering his face with his hands, earning a playful punch from Jeff.

"Calm down ladies!" Flint called from the other side of Jeff. "I know my present isn't as pretty as Blaine's," he winked towards the smaller boy. "But I think it's gonna be very useful!" He took a card from his front pocket and handed it to Jeff. "So you don't have to sneak your way in!"

Jeff took the card and looked down at it, finding another Jeff smirking at him. A fake I.D. "It is!" He hugged the other "And it's just as awesome as Blaine's," he said, looking more attentively at the card.

"Guess who's going down to 'Sunrise' tonight?" Jeff joked and wiggled his eyebrows, making the other boys laugh.

"Night at 'Sunrise' WOO!" Flint cheered, high-fiving Jeff.

"Hey Laura," Nick greeted as he opened the door and found Wes's petite brunette girlfriend smiling at him.

"Hi Nick." She smiled and wrapped her arms around Nick's shoulders, giving him a warm hug.

"So, what's up?" Nick quickly hugged her back and stepped aside so she could get inside the house.

"Nothing much, just tired from work," he said with a sigh, taking of her jacket, hanging it on the hooks beside the wooden door.

Laura, as Wes and himself, was teacher, only she taught kindergarten and they taught high school.

"I imagine," Nick agreed "Working with children must be exhausting!"

"As much as teenagers are," she said as she sat down on a couch in the living room, Nick taking a seat in front of her.

"That's true," Nick said with a laugh.

"So!" She clapped her hands together and leaned forward. "I came here to invite you and Wes for a night out."

"Did someone say Wes?" The Asian said as he entered the living room, fully dressed but with his hair still wet. He walked to his girlfriend and planted a kiss on her lips and Nick grinned at them. They were so cute!

"What were you saying about a party?" Wes asked and sat next to her, intertwining their fingers together.

"Well," she continued. "We all need to chill a bit and I've heard about this club called 'Sunrise'-,"

"I've been to 'Sunrise'," Wes added with a smile and Laura rolled her eyes affectionately towards him.

"Yeah babe, you're really cool because you hang out in clubs," she mocked, making Nick laugh.

"You think that's funny Nickles?" Wes said, sending a threatening glare towards the brunet, who just frowned at the Asian because of the pet name.

"Screw you, Wessy," he mocked.

"Okay boys! It looks like I'm back in class again…" Laura sighed and shook her head at the boys.

"Whatever Nick, I'm in!" He turned to his girlfriend, who gave an excited nod.

"You, Nick?" she asked turning to the brunet, who was chewing on his bottom lip.

Should he go? He hadn't been in a club for ages and he was going to be the third wheel of the adorableness that Wes and Laura were. He sighed softly and shrugged "If I'm not gonna be the third wheel, then yes." He turned to Wes, who was normally the one who made things awkward.

"You can invite Dianna, isn't that her name?" Wes thought about it for a second "Yes, Dianna!" he nodded towards Nick.

"I'm gay, Wesley," he told the other, like he didn't even knew that, punctuating the word slowly.

Wes snorted and shook his head. "I know, Nick, but she's your friend. She might like to go out, as a friend," he added again when he saw the look was giving him.

"I kind of agree with Wes, and you know it's hard for me to say that," Laura smiled and nodded.

Nick sighed and took out his phone. "So, tonight at, maybe 9?" Nick looked at Laura who nodded. "Okay, let me call her." He clicked on her icon and invited her to the club.

"C'mon, let's dance," Nick whined to the other three, several shots already on his blood stream.

"Nick, you're such a kid!" Wes shook his head and got up, pulling Laura with him. "Me and Laura are going outside, it's too damn hot here!" He patted Nick's shoulder and brought Laura behind him who shot Nick a small apologetic look.

"So, you're in, Dianna?" He turned to redhead, dressed with thigh black skinny jeans and a light blue blouse, which looked great with the bright red hair.

Another thing about Nick when he's drunk; He acts like a whining, annoying kid. Now was one of those times.

"I shouldn't have let you drink!" Dianna shook her head but got up. "C'mon Nick, let's dance then!" She headed to the dance floor, Nick right behind her.

"Shouldn't we keep an eye on Jeff?" Flint sipped from his beer, watching as Jeff was practically grinding against a petite burnet girl, whose skirt was too short to even call it a skirt. "You know how he get's when he's drunk!" He turned back to Blaine.

"Depends on how drunk he is and how he is reacting…" Blaine gulped from his drink, eyeing the blond on the dance floor. "He's still in his slutty self, so, let's not care too much now." He leaned back on his chair, throwing head back, enjoying the music running through him.

After a while the blond, already dripping sweat from dancing, sat down in the small booth next to his friends.

"So, we could see you working your way on that girl!" Flint winked and took a sip from his beer.

"You know how fast I work," he winked back before asking a passing waitress to bring him this 4th glass of black vodka, adding a playful wink at the end. The waitress already knew him, so she just rolled her eyes at him and went her own way.

A few minutes after, glass already in hishand, Jeff was having a nice conversation with Flint about last night's basketball game on NBA when he spotted something on the dance floor.

It was the bright red hair that had caught his attention. He knew the woman. It was his Geography teacher! Why the hell was she there?

We turned to ask Blaine or Flint, until his eyes stopped on the brunet guy next to her.

Wait, why was Nick there dancing so close to her? Wasn't he supposed to be gay?

Jeff frowned and sipped from his drink, leaning back and throwing daggers at the back of the redhead.

Jeff could never admit it if he was asked but he felt this feeling, boiling in his veins. A feeling of… jealousy? Yes, it was jealousy. Why was he practically grinding onto her? If it was a guy he'd understand, but a girl?

Especially her, with her tiny little figure that could never to live up to Nick's expectations. Not that Jeff himself was broader, but he had more strength and a better body. Just saying…

After what it felt like hours, Flint called Jeff back to reality again, talking about how awesome was his 18th birthday being.

Jeff almost forgot that Nick was in the club until "F U Betta" from Neon Hitch started playing and he turned his eyes to the dance floor again.

"I love this song!" Jeff exclaimed, excited and leaning back on his chair and sipping from his drink. He glanced at Blaine and Flint next to him and started to hum the beat of the song, his lips still tight around the straw.

His eyes slowly moved to the center of the dance floor, where Nick was still dancing with the red head woman, but not even in the first beats of the song, she whispered in his ear and squeezed her way out of the dance floor.

For a slip of second, Jeff thought that he was going to follow her in some random bathroom, but when he shrugged to himself and kept on dancing alone, his head swinging to the beat, Jeff smirked to himself and swallowed the liquid in his mouth.

I - I feel like I'm losing my mind - mind
She crept into your life -life
And cut me up like a knife - knife, yeah
Hey - Hey few things that I wanna say - say
Still got my dignity
No one'll love you like me - me, yeah

Flint and Blaine joined Jeff in the singing, waving their head softly to the beat, but it was hard to listen to them because of the noise.

Jeff was so drunk that he was starting to get crazy ideas, being the first one, get up and go to the damn dance floor and grind against the brunet.

What was so bad about it? Not like doing that would make the other mad. Turned on maybe, but it was just dancing, as innocent as the flirting they have been doing.

But she's prettier than I'll ever be
Got yourself a beauty queen, yeah
But there's one thing I gotta say

"She can love you good, but I can fuck you betta!" Jeff sang along with the song, the loud bass ringing in his ears. He sipped from his black vodka drink as he observed the brunet man on the dance floor

I can fuck you betta etta etta etta etta etta eh
She can love you good, but I can fuck you –

Okay, that was it. The moved the brunet was doing were too provocative for Jeff just to sit down and watch.

Jeff put the glass in the table between them and got up, ignoring Blaine and Flint's questioning looks. They would soon understand, if they didn't already.

Jeff hoped down from the small elevation of the booth to the dancefloor, starting to make his way to the centre, pushing people around him, not even caring about the middle finger he was flipped.

My way, remember screaming my name
'Cause I could sex your brain
But she don't do it that way, no

When he found those dark lock of the brunet, with his back turned to him, Jeff smirked and moved the few steps between them.

When he reached the brunet, he placed his hands on his hips and grinded softly against his back, moving in the rhythm of the loud bass pounding in his ears.

The brunet, who was as wasted as the blond, didn't even bat an eyelash and the male – it was a male, his hands were too strong to be a girl's- danced with him. He even leaned into the touch and placed his hands over the other's on his hips.

But she's prettier than I'll ever be
Got yourself a beauty queen yeah
But there's one thing I gotta say

When the guy started to kiss the back of his neck, his warm lips sending shivers down Nick's spine, he closed his eyes and let himself get lost into the dance.

Nick had always been like this when he went out, never really caring who he was dancing– grinding- with, until the music was over. But this time, when a soft cold metal worked with the guy's lips, Nick had to turn around.

His jaw fell to the ground when he found Jeff smirking at him, his cheeks flushed from the heat and his eyes glassy.

The blond was singing the song, but Nick couldn't hear them over the beat, he could only see his lips moving.

She can love you good, but I can fuck you betta
Etta etta etta etta etta eh
Betta etta etta etta etta etta

The blond pulled him by his hand, and Nick couldn't help but being led by Jeff towards what it seemed like the bathroom of the club.

I can love you betta etta etta etta etta etta eh
She can love you good, but I can fuck you –

Jeff pulled the door and pushed Nick inside, following right behind.

The blond didn't even cared if the bathroom wasn't empty, he just pushed the brunet against the first wall he saw and pressed against him, immediately starting to kiss the other's neck.

Nick tasted awesome and Jeff could feel the other's pulse fastening on a vein on his neck. Jeff needed more of that warm skin near him so, he moved his hands to the hem of Nick's shirt, pulling it a bit up, sneaking his hands under it, Nick's warm skin feeling good under his fingers.

Nick moaned slightly and Jeff smirked, running his hands up and down Nick's sides and pressing one of his legs between Nick's, pressuring on the other's crotch.

Against his neck, he started to scrap the skin with his teeth, then sucking big red marks on several spots, marking the slightly tanned skin. If he was going to do this, he wanted everyone to see that Nick was his for a night.

When his favorite part of the music started, he went to whisper in the brunet's ear, his voice low and seductive.

I know she's perfect and worth it oh yea she's beautiful
But can she love you and touch until you go - oh
You keep on trying to hide it but we both know - oh
She can love you good, but I can fuck you betta

He pulled slightly on Nick's earlobe and went back to kiss behind the other's ear, finding a sensitive spot just behind it.

The song was muffled by the bathroom's walls and they could practically only feel the loud bass pounding through the air.

Jeff felt two hands clenching on the fabric of his shirt, right on his chest. He parted from Nick to look him in the eyes. The brunet was panting and his eyes were blown with lust.

Jeff was going to regret this, but he leaned forward forcefully to kiss Nick. Their lips didn't even touch before Nick was pushing him back from his chest.

"Get off, Jeff!" Nick practically screamed as he pushed the blond away from him. He didn't want to, but he had to. He just couldn't give in.

Jeff was looking startled at him. He was panting and his eyes showed a range of different emotions. Hurt, anger, rage and regret.

"Why did you push me away?" Jeff inquired his voice hard and angry. He was clenching his fists tightly against his thighs and Nick was pretty sure he was fuming in anger.

"Why? Why Jeff? I don't know… Fucking guess!" Nick threw his hands in the hair and then ran them through his hair, pulling on his hair in frustration.

The boy was unbelievable. He shouldn't be mad at him, Nick should!

"I just did what you are too afraid to start," he shot back, his tone turning a bit more accusatory.

"Jeff!" Nick started to get angry again. "I said I didn't want anything to do with you! Stop coming onto me!" He raised his hands towards Jeff, like he wanted to shake him or hit him – even if he could never lay a hand on him after all the boy has been through- just to try to knock some sense into the boy.

"I-I'm sorry, okay!" Worry flashed through Jeff's eyes when he realized what he had done. Nick's words hurt him but he was better than them. He always shot down those negatives thoughts and Nick wasn't going to change that.

Jeff took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Nick again, who was staring back at him, confusion and alcohol blurring his glassy sight. "I just got jealous that you were so close to Mrs. Dianna and you were so close and I couldn't just not touch you!" Jeff blurred out before he knew it, not even sure if his words made sense. Shit. Jeff closed his mouth and groaned in anger, kicking one of the closed stall of the bathroom.

"Jeff…." Nick whispered, taking a step closer to the blond. Jeff being jealous was so cute yet… hot? Yes, extremely hot. The way he acted just because he was dancing with Dianna. It made him feel that the blond also cared about him as he did for him.

But Nick knew he couldn't do it, so he took a deep breath and tried to make his voice strong again "Whatever Jeff, I'm leaving," he announced, turning his back on him.

"No!" He turned back when Jeff screamed. "Please, don't leave!" he begged, his voice wavering at the end. Jeff walked closer to him and clenched his hand on Nick's shirt trying to pull him closer. His eyes were casted downwards and couldn't even face Nick.

"No, Jeff," again, Nick had to use all his sober self control to push Jeff's hand away and turn his back on him, slamming the bathroom door behind him.

"Fucking asshole!" Jeff screamed, tears that he didn't knew he had started to fall down his cheeks, to stain on his shirt. Jeff brought his hand to his eyes, checking if the tears were real. "Shit!" he cursed Nick, trying to wipe he tears of. He couldn't look weak because of the brunet.

"Hey, Jeff, what happened? Duval stormed out of-…" When Blaine entered the bathroom and talked about Duval in that tone, it made the blond just break down and cry, throwing his arms around Blaine's small figure.

Blaine soothed the blond, running his hands up and down his back. "Hey blondie, what happened?" he asked softly.

"Fucking Duval happened. Can we go?" Jeff pulled away, cleaning his tears with the back of his hand, sniffing, trying to compose himself again.

"Yes," Blaine nodded softly and pulled the blond towards the exit, where Flint was looking confused at them. "Let's just crash in mine's okay?" he asked Flint, who nodded and lead the way towards his car.

Flint was the one with the least alcohol in his system, so he was the designated driver for that night, Blaine and Jeff resting in the back of Blaine's car.

Jeff had his head on Blaine's lap and an arm around his waist. "What did I do wrong?" he asked, cuddling into Blaine. "Am I ugly? Am I so unattractive that Nick doesn't even wanted to kiss me?" His voice was small and he looked like a 5 year old who was mumbling senseless things before just crashing down and falling asleep.

"No Jeff, you're beautiful, man," Blaine reassured, running his hands through Jeff's hair, shooting a worried glance at Flint to the mirror.

"Yes man, I wish I had your looks!" Flint helped Blaine reassure the blond, trying to sound true and cheerful.

"Thanks guys," Jeff mumbled before yawning and slowly drifting to sleep.

"Nick! What's wrong?" Wes entered the house, Laura shuffling awkwardly from feet to feet near the door, behind her boyfriend.

Wes called for Nick again and entered his room, finding the brunet groaning into his pillow. "Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? I saw you rush out of the club with a murderous look on your face and I had to speed behind you so you w,ouldn't do anything stupid!" Wes screamed at the other. He hated to be the father figure towards Nick.

"Leave me alone Wes!" Nick turned to him, his voice strong and authoritarian "Just let me be! Sorry okay, but leave me alone!" He said before snuggling into the pillow he was holding.

Wes sighed exasperated and turned his back on him, closing the door behind him.

"Everything's alright with him?" Laura asked when Wes returned to the living room. She was sitting in one of the couches, her jacket and purse beside her.

Wes shrugged. "I don't know… Let's leave him alone tonight, I'll talk to him in the morning." He lend a hand to her, pulling her up to him to kiss her quickly. "You can crash in my room," he said a bit mock-seductively, wiggling his eyebrows for emphasis.

She rolled her eyes and punched him playfully. "Asshole," she said, walking to his room.

"But I'm your asshole," Wes called behind her, following her.

Nick, who had silenced after a few more groans, listened to the scene, punching the bed when he stopped listening voices.

Why couldn't he have that with someone?

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I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and the next one I'll post next week (11th)

Love you guys *hugs*