(A.N:/ I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in a little while. I was really busy with Niff week...God I love Niff...Anyway, there's some fluff in here! :D AND there are two Dalton (the AMAZING story written by CP Coulter) reference in here. Because, let's be honest, Dalton is canon and I can't write a story about Dalton Academy without making at least one mama CP reference! Ha, anyway, hope you enjoy!)
Dave jumped slightly when he heard the soft clicking of his door being opened. He relaxed a second later when he realized Trent had left twenty minutes ago to a friend with his homework. "Did you forget som-" He stopped when he realized that Trent wasn't the one who had entered the room.
"Not going to say hello? That's pretty rude." Sebastian said smugly.
Dave frowned. "And so is not knocking and just barging in someone's room."
Sebastian smirked. "But what's the fun in that? Plus, it ruins the whole 'suprise visit' thing."
Dave rolled his eyes and laughed. "You really like surprise visits, don't you?" He replied, thinking of all the times Sebastian had just showed up at his house and dragged him off somewhere.
"Love them."
"So where are you kidnapping me to this time?" Dave asked, knowing that the lead Warbler never just showed up without dragging him off somewhere.
"What makes you think I'm taking you somewhere?" Sebastian asked, trying to play innocent.
"I have a lot of homework to catch up on..." Dave said, almost whining. As much as he wanted to go off and have some random adventure with Sebastian, but he couldn't. He just didn't have the time.
"Bring it with you." Sebastian said, noticing that he was working on calculus BC. "I'm great at calc." He said, shrugging a little.
Dave couldn't help but smile to himself a little. From what he knew about Sebastian he could tell that Sebastian was ready, and willing, to shoot down any excuse Dave had not to go with him. "And where exactly are we going?" He asked, glancing at the clock seeing it was about nine in the morning.
"Breakfast. On weekends we're allowed out basically all day. They don't really care as long as we don't burn anything down." Sebastian said, shrugging.
Dave gaped a little. "Burn anything down? Has that ever happened?"
"From what I heard apparently last year some crazy kid tried to kill Julian Larson or something and ended up burning down the Art Hall. The old Warbler director ended up dying in the fire. The other Warblers don't really talk about it much so I don't really know much about it..."
"Seriously! Wait- Julian Larson! As in Julian Larson, who plays Grant from Something Damaged! He goes here! I love that show! And wait- old Warbler director? We have a Warbler director? I've never seen him before."
"Julian graduated last year...or transfered...or just hasn't come back yet." Sebastian said, shrugging. "David said he wasn't around much last year. And we had two directors. A girl and a boy. The guy was the one who died and the girl transfered schools. If you want more details you'll have to ask the other Warblers. But like I said, they aren't big on talking about it and I was in France at the time so..." Sebastian said, trailing off since he had nothing else to say on the subject. "Now, hurry up. I don't like waiting."
"Yeah yeah yeah, just give me a minute." Dave replied, shoving his books into his bag and getting up.
"Shall we?" Sebastian asked in a cheesy tone.
Dave laughed. "You're a dork, you know that right?"
"Psh, you love it." Sebastian said, laughing slightly himself. Dave couldn't help but smile. He liked seeing this side of Sebastian and he hated how little he got to see it. Sebastian was always acting all douchy and annoying, like he thought he was better than everyone else, but the real Sebastian was an hilariously cheesy dork, and Dave loved it. He didn't really understand, or even have a clue, why Sebastian always acting so different when he was in front of the Warblers, maybe he just had a cocky front so no one would try to take over as lead Warbler. Maybe that was how he got lead Warbler after only being at the school a few months.
About fifteen minutes later Dave and Sebastian found themselves walking into the cafe that Sebastian had spoken of. They ordered their food at sat down. "So, why'd you have to leave las-is that Nick?" Dave asked, completely forgetting about his previous question as he pointed to the brunet Warbler known as Nick. Sebastian nonchalantly turned his head to face Dave's pointed finger and frowned at the sight.
"Yeah, but who's he with?" He asked as the two watched him talking to a girl with long, bright red hair.
"No clue, I've never seen her." Dave said, shrugging a little.
Sebastian sighed, almost sounding annoyed. "She must be his beard." He said, matter-o-factly.
"Oh?" Dave asked, looking down suddenly embarrassed.
Sebastian noticed Dave's change in posture. "What's wrong?"
"I-uhhh..."
Sebastian laughed lightly. "Please don't tell me you had a beard too." Dave didn't reply, just made a face that gave it away. "Alright, spill. Who was it? Do I know her?" He said as the two completely forgot about Nick and his mystery guest.
"Santana Lopez." Dave said, rubbing the back of his neck, awkwardly. "It was more to help her win prom queen than anything else..." Sebastian suddenly started laughing and Dave shot his hands up defensively. "Hey, don't judge!"
"No, no it's not that...It's just who. I've...uh-the two of us have met before."
"Really?"
"Yeah, we're uhh...not exactly friends..." Dave nodded, putting those two together in the same room would have to be nothing but trouble. "So, Calc." Sebastian said, clapping his hands together.
"Right." Dave said, pulling his book and paper out.
Sebastian scooted closer to Dave so he could see the book. The two's knees were just barley touching. "This one is wrong." Sebastian said, taking Dave's pencil and marking an 'X' on the second problem on the page. "You started the equation off correctly but then by step five it looks like you just started writing random numbers down..."
Dave furrowed his eyebrows slightly. It was true, he had no clue what he was doing so he had just started writing numbers down in hopes that his teacher would just be checking for completion and not accuracy. "Oh..." He said, not wanting to admit to having no clue what he was doing.
"You know, normal people who had this much work to catch up on would have done it all during the week and not waited until Sunday to do it all." Sebastian said, starting to erase Dave's wrong work.
Dave frowned. "I tried but you kept dragging me all around the entire week!"
Sebastian smirked. "You know you had fun."
"That's beside the point. Now. Math...How do you even know all this?"
"I took the class last year. I'm very good at math." Sebastian said in his show-off tone.
Dave rolled his eyes. "Of course you are." The next few hours or so the two worked on Dave's Math, Government, and the rest of his makeup work. All except one. "Alright, and now Literature." Dave said, pulling out his essay. "I'm basically done, but I could always use a second op-what?" Dave asked, seeing Sebastian scoffing.
"I...just don't like Literature all that much, that's all."
"Really, Mr. Tuturis is awesome." Dave said and Sebastian stiffened a little. Sebastian did not want to talk about Riley Tuturis. Especially not the Dave!
"He seems like a cocky asshole to me." Sebastian said, a little bitterly. Needless to say, Sebastian was not fond of the teacher.
Dave chuckled. "Kinda like you, then?"
Sebastian frowned. "No." He said, stubbornly. He didn't force himself onto people, especially illegally. He wasn't eighteen for another month. And yes, Sebastian has used tricks to get what he wanted from people but he never forced himself on someone. Not like Riley did to him, and if it didn't feel so good Sebastian probably would have been more upset about the whole situation. Not that he wasn't pissed at the teacher, but he had done a lot worse with a lot more people so it wasn't like Riley stole his innocents or anything.
Dave chuckled a little harder. "You're right. You're defiantly more stubborn. Now, c'mon, read it." Dave said, pocking Sebastian with his paper.
Sebastian gave Dave a fake glare before taking the paper and grimacing. "There are a lot of words here..." Sebastian said, not wanting to read anything on a Sunday. Sebastian liked to read, just not essays, and essays on Sunday's were even worse.
Dave gaped at Sebastian a little. "It's only like two thousand or so. Maybe more, I quit counting once I hit the minimum word count."
Sebastian nodded. "I hate those." He said, more to himself than Dave. "So what's it over?" He asked, completely ignoring the giant title that read 'Ethan Frome'.
"Ethan Frome."
"Oh...Same book I did mine on." Sebastian said, beginning to skim through the paper. "You know, I'm a little surprised you had a chance to get all this work done on time."
"I'm still surprised that they only gave me a week to catch up on everything I've missed the semester." Dave said, a little annoyed. He had come three weeks late into the new semester and all of his teachers only gave him five days to do everything. That meant learning two chapters of Calc BC on his own, writing two essays, one on himself, and one on a book he had to choose from a list, learning a chapter and a half of Government by himself, then chemistry. And to top it all off, he had to make a sculptor of something for art still. Dalton required an art credit and when Dave signed up for classes he had no clue that he was going to be in the Warblers, or even what a Warbler was for that matter. Now he was stuck in sculpting class where he couldn't make anything other than a lumpy ball of clay, and that was only if the clay started out that way. He also had to keep up with Warbler rehearsal, football practice, and Sebastian's random adventures. Dave was completely astounded at the fact that he actually got everything, for the most part, done, and still had time to do things like eat and sleep. Well, maybe not sleep.
"Yeah, Dalton's classes are kinda..." He trailed off, having a hard time reading and talking.
"Impossible?" Dave suggested.
Sebastian, who was only half listening, laughed. "You get used to it."
Dave scoffed slightly. "Everyone keeps saying that."
"Because it's true. Just give it some time." Sebastian said, simply. Dave nodded and waited in silence as Sebastian finished reading. "I'm impressed." He said, suddenly.
Dave was taken back slightly. "Really?"
Sebastian nodded. "Yeah, this is really good. It has good points and it's very well written. I'd give it an A."
Dave smiled. Sebastian wasn't one to just throw out compliments like that. They usually needed coaxed out of him. "T-thanks."
"No need to thank me for stating the truth." Sebastian said, a little awkwardly. He still wasn't one-hundred percent comfortable with being nice around people, especially Dave who he hadn't properly known longer than two weeks. There was a brief awkward silence before Sebastian spoke up again. "This place is getting boring. Wanna go somewhere else?"
"Like where?" Dave asked. He still didn't really know what there was to do around here, especially where to go.
"I know a place that still plays Missing Crows." Sebastian said, shrugging as if it was no big deal. Even though Missing Crows was made over ten years ago, it was still a very popular movie that some theaters still played.
Dave's eyes lit up. "Seriously! I love that movie! Julian should've won an oscar for it!" Dave had the biggest, secret, crush on Julian Larson. Then again, who didn't? Even straight men thought Julian Larson-Armstrong was hot.
Sebastian chuckled at Dave's fangirling. Truth is, Sebastian loved Julian Larson movies too, after all, he was hot. That wasn't even his opinion, it was a fact. But to see Dave, the manly football player, act like a teenage girl was hilarious. "C'mon then. They show it every Sunday at 3." Dave glanced at the clock on his phone and it read 2:45. The two then stood up and made their way to Sebastian's car. Within fifteen minutes they were sitting in the theater as the previews started. Most people in Westerville Ohio didn't go to the movies on a Sunday afternoon so the theater was completely empty aside for Dave and Sebastian, which was fine for them because that meant they could quote the entire movie and not be judged.
About two hours later the two were heading out of the theater laughing. "I can't believe you knew every word of that movie!" Sebastian said, almost not able to speak because of how hard he was laughing.
"You knew a pretty good amount of them too!" Dave said, laughing the same amount as Sebastian.
Sebastian held his hands up. "What can I say, I'm a Julian fan...Obviously not as big as you are though."
Dave laughed. "No one is as big of a fan as I am!"
Sebastian laughed. "So where to now?" Sebastian asked, seeing as Dave finished all his work and it was only five in the afternoon.
"Uhh-I don't really know what all is around here. I haven't spent much time out of Dalton, and when I do, it's at the Lima Bean." Dave confessed.
Sebastian nodded. "Right. Then, a tour? I know all the best places to go to around here."
"Yeah, alright. Sure." Dave said as the pair reached Sebastian's car. They got in and spent the next three hours just driving around while Sebastian pointed out places, usually making negative comments about them and talking about how much better France was. "So, if France was so amazing, why'd you move to Lima?"
"I didn't really have a choice in the matter. My dad is a U.S. Senator and at the beginning of the year last year he had to go to France for some big meeting or something and didn't want to pull me out of school because he didn't want me to miss any school. And something happened that he wasn't please at so when the year ended he shipped me here to Dalton. It's nice enough for a Smythe to go to and small enough for me to 'get into trouble'." Sebastian said, air quoting the last part.
"So what happened?" Dave asked, curiously.
"I uh-it's a long story..." Sebastian said, not wanting to talk about what happened last year, especially not to the guy he was trying to impress.
"Oh...You didn't kill anyone, did you?" Dave asked, jokingly.
Sebastian laughed. "Actually yeah, I went on a killing spree that lasted two months." He said, nodding.
Dave laughed. "Impressive."
"Thanks." Sebastian said. By this point the two had made their way back to Dalton and had begun climbing the steps to their dorms. They continued to discuss Sebastian's fake killing spree, their hands bumping each other the entire time. Neither moved their hands away. This continued until the two were standing in front of Dave's room, which was when the awkward silence returned.
"Today was fun."
Sebastian nodded, shortly. "Yeah. It was."
"So, uh...I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Football and Warblers..."
"So...yeah..."
"Yeah..." Sebastian said, starting to walk away. He stopped, abruptly and turned around before Dave had a chance to walk in the door. "Wait." He said, a little exasperated. He started walking back towards Dave.
"Wha-" He was cut off by Sebastian lightly putting his lips on Dave's. It was a soft, sweet, and short kiss. The exact opposite of what Dave imagined there first kiss being. Though Dave would go to his grave denying it, since he met Sebastian at Scandals he had spentmost of his time imagining what it would be like to kiss the tall Warbler. When the two parted Dave tried his very best not to have a stupid smile plastered on his face. He was a little relieved when Sebastian was too busy scampering off to notice the expression on Dave's face.
Dave laughed a little as he watched Sebastian rush off, embarrassed. It was completely uncharacteristic for Sebastian to act like that so it was hilarious to watch. He then realized that he had been standing in front of his door for almost five minutes so he quickly opened the door and walked in. When he did he saw Trent looking up at him from his desk, smirking. "You were out there a lot time." He said, raising his eyebrows a little.
Dave, who's face was bright red and had a cheesy smile on his face, nodded. "Uh-yeah..."
"So, first kiss between you two?"
Dave thought for a moment of lying but quickly realized that it was useless. "...Then he just ran off..." He said, truthfully.
Trent laughed a little and nodded. "So he kissed you?"
"Yeah...H-how did you know?" Dave asked, a little embarrassed. Dave wasn't big on talking about emotions like this.
"Because I know you. There's no way you would have made the first move! And Sebastian never has to." Trent chuckled. "He's probably just embarrassed."
"Yeah?"
"So, are you two dating yet or what?"
Dave opened his mouth to answer but then quickly realized that he didn't even know the answer himself. He liked Sebastian and Sebastian obviously liked him. But the two had never actually talked to each other about those feelings. He didn't even know if what they did today would be considered a date!
The next day Sebastian was in an amazing mood, even though he ended up running away like an idiot after kissing Dave. All of his classes seemed to zoom by in a blur. All except one; Literature.
"Alright class," Mr. Tuturis began, "I know this is your last period for the day so I get that basically all of you don't want to be here...especially since I'll be spending the entire period talking." He paused amoment as a few students laughed. "Anyway, today I'll be talking about the next thing you'll be reading. It's one of my favourites actually, it's called Divine Comedy. It's divided into three parts, but, we'll get to that a little later. Now, just to give you a little back story on it, Divine Comedy is an epic poem, and I'm not just saying that because I really like the story." He paused again as a few students laughed again. "It was written by Dante Alighieri, who died in 1321, so obviously, it's an old story. It's actually a really amazing story, it's even known as one of the greatest works of world literature. Dante Alighieri was a very talented writer. In this story he writes about traveling through Heaven, Hell, and Purgatory. Like I said earlier, it's written into three parts, and each part represents one of the previous mentioned. But all that isn't the part that I want to talk about today. I've always thought the best part was the character Francesca. She is married to Gianciotto Malatesta and all is great until she falls in love with Paolo, his brother. Okay, well they weren't all good because it was an arranged marriage that their families made after the two families made peace. Anyway, their love grows and grows and they continue their secret love afair until Gianciotto catches them kissing. Their love was...forbidden, like taboo." He said, eyeing Sebastian and smirking a little when he saw Sebastian's brows rising. "Then-" He was cut off by the loud sound of a bell. "And I guess we'll pick up the rest tomorrow. Ah-Sebastian, can I speak to you for a moment?"
Sebastian frowned as he slowly made his way up to the front of the room. By the time he reached Riley everyone in the class had already left. "What?"
Riley smirked. "Now now now, is that any way to speak to your teacher?"
"What do you want? I do have other things to do."
"You could do me right now." Riley said, raising his brows for emphasis. Sebastian just frowned in responce. Riley nodded and continued. "I wanted to reinstate my offer. I'll even throw in an 'A' every now and again."
Sebastian paused a moment, biting his lip in thought for a moment before replying. "No."
"You paused." Riley said, cooly.
"So?"
"So, you were just thinking about taking me up on it."
Sebastian's brows arched up. He was right, he had given it some thought. After all, Riley was hot and an easy lay. It was a sweet deal, fucking the teacher. He wouldn't have to worry about his literature grade, he could have sex any time he wanted without having to cuddle later. He didn't have to do couple shit, or bother with trying to impress the other. If Riley had asked just a few weeks earlier the two of them would be naked right now with one of them bent across the table. But, that was last month, it was different now. For once in his life he was actually interested in someone and fucking his literature teacher wouldn't exactly help with anything. "But my answer is still no."
"Is there someone else?"
"Does that matter?"
"It'd make us Francesca and Paolo."
Sebastian laughed lightly. "They both die in the end. Gianciotto kills them both."
Riley smirked. "You've read it before?"
"Of course I have. Don't you think I've used that whole 'Divine Comedy' bit to get guys in bed before?"
Riley laughed. "The more you talk, the more I want to fuck you."
"Then maybe I should just quit talking." Sebastian said, frowning.
"Or maybe you should just drop your pants so I can blow you."
"No."
"That's not what you said the other night."
"Actually, I believe it was. You just didn't listen."
"So why should I now?" Riley said, cooly.
Sebastian frowned. "If that's all you have to say, I'm leaving." Sebastian said, beginning to turn around.
"No, wait." Riley said. Sebastian turned around only to find Riley's lips crashing against his.
He pulled apart and frowned. "Fuck you."
"I'd rather fuck you."
"I'm leaving." Sebastian said, running off before Riley could do anything else. He was starting to get really sick of Riley Tuturis. Really, really, sick. He just wouldn't take no for an answer and Sebastian was starting to feel a little bad for how he wouldn't take no from Blaine. Sebastian ran up to his dorm to toss in his bag before heading down to Warblers Hall. Wes scheduled their meeting earlier than normal and made it ten minutes after everyone's last class of the day. And thanks to Riley, Sebastian now only had four minutes to get down. Normally he wouldn't care about being late but whenever a Warbler meeting was moved up it always meant something big and Sebastian didn't want to miss a second of that. Sebastian made his way into the room just in time. He sat down next to Dave just as Wes banged his gavel. He then noticed Nick sitting across the room from Jeff, something that never happened. He also couldn't help but notice that the other Warblers noticed the same thing.
Samuel, one of the Junior Warblers, leant in towards Sebastian and Dave. "So what's up with Nick and Jeff?" He whispered. "They are acting like two separate people." It was true. All of the Warblers were used to NickandJeff and not Nick and Jeff. "Did they get in a fight or something?" Everyone knew that Dave and Sebastian had a sort of friendship with the two and if anyone would know what was going on between the two, it would be them.
"And look at him. He looks like he hasn't slept in days and he looks like he's starting to lose weight." Joshua, another Warbler, pointed out. It was true, Jeff had large, dark bags under his eyes, making his sleepless nights more evident. His already thin frame also seemed to be thinner, which worried the two a little. Sebastian made a mental note to check on Jeff tomorrow. Sebastian had known the boy well enough to know that he was always a little moody. Not in an angry way though, as in a 'depressingly sad' to 'perfectly fine' kind of moody. Those were really his only two moods seeing as Jeff never got angry. Sebastian watched the blond for a few more moments. He noticed that Jeff wasn't focusing on what Wes was saying, which was usual for everyone, but it seemed different then usual. Something was off. Sebastian shrugged it off and assumed it had to do with the whole Nick situation.
Dave opened his to reply but Sebastian answered before he had a chance. "We don't know." He said in a hushed tone, quickly. Samuel nodded and went back to paying attention to the council. Dave turned to Sebastian and gave him a questioning look. Sebastian simply mouthed back, "It's none of his business." Dave merely nodded and the two went back to listening to Wes.
"Now Warblers," Wes began, banging his gavel down. "Seriously, I really missed doing that." He said to himself before remembering that he had the attention of all the Warblers. "Uh-anyway, as I was saying, I have wonderful news. Yesterday the council was informed that Vocal Adrenalin has been disqualified from Nationals."
"Something about over half the team being professional dancers in their thirties and the coach injecting their competition with rabies..." David added as Thad tried his best to keep a straight face.
"Anyway," Wes started again, "The Dalton Academy Warblers have been chosen to take their place." He paused so that the rest of the Warblers could cheer. "Now, the bad news is that we've lost two weeks of rehearsal and we're up against New Directions, who have now beat up...twice...and they now have Blaine...and Kurt..." The rest of the Warblers faces dropped a little. Last year when they had Kurt and Blaine they lost. This year was even worse, at least last year they tied with them the first time.
"But that doesn't mean we're going to just give up." Thad said, quickly.
"Yes, starting tomorrow we'll be adding another half an hour to practice and when the competition gets closer we'll be adding another half an hour. Also, for our set list the council has decided upon one group number, one duet, and one solo. As tradition follows, we will be holding auditions for both duet and solo. Keep in mind that we also have agreed to do a spring performance for the school and the Warblers have held the tradition of never re-using songs for a performance. The council has decided to be a little more lenient and will decide how many solos and duets we will be showing after auditions. But, out main focus is on Nationals. Auditions will be held next week. Be prepared, I don't want anyone wasting our time since we haven't any extra to spare." Wes said, sitting back down as he finished his speech.
"With all that being said, at this time we feel it's best to dismiss you all to prepare." David said, nodding slightly at the end. "Warbler rehearsal will start at the normal time tomorrow and will end half an hour later than usual. You are all now dismissed."
"Hey Jeff, wanna head over to the lounge?" Beatz asked, smiling at the blond. The last two nights Jeff had spent the night in the shared dorm of Beatz and Flint. Flint's girlfriend, Emma, was in town for the first time in six months so the two decided to try and give their friend some time alone in the room where he was hiding his girlfriend. Even though it was against the rules to have girls at Dalton, many of the students snuck them in anyway.
"Actually, I'm gonna stay here a bit. Thanks though."
Beatz nodded. "Gonna try out for that solo? Seventh times a charm."
Jeff laughed. "Yeah. So, I'll meet up with you later, alright."
"Yeah, cool."
"And Beatz?"
"Yeah Jeff?"
"I just wanted to say thanks. For everything. I really appreciate it." Jeff said, a little solemnly.
Beatz nodded. "Yeah, dude it's cool. But yeah, I'll meet up with you later." He said, walking off and leaving Jeff by himself in the large practice room.
"Right." Jeff said, nodding to himself, standing up and grabbing a guitar. He then sat down in the middle of the room and starting strumming to nothing in particular as he tried to decide what he wanted to play. He wasn't actually practicing for an audition. He wasn't going to try out this year. He didn't see the point. After all, he already tried out six times and never got it, so what was the point? He didn't need to get his hopes up again. Not after the week he was having. And to think, last week I was so happy. How the Hell did I manage to screw up this badly? He thought to himself as he started strumming the guitar to Skinny Love without even realizing it. A moment later he realized what he was strumming to and starting singing at the right time. He loved this song and even though he had absolutely no clue why, but it just felt right to sing it. Maybe it was because it was his go-to song for when he was sad, meaning that he knew every note by heart and could probably play it in his sleep with his tongue.
Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
Nick was just about to pull open the doors to the Warbler practice room when he heard singing. Not just anyone singing, Jeff singing. He stiffened a little. He hadn't heard Jeff's voice in what felt like years. He missed it. He missed Jeff. Nick sighed, all he wanted to do was grab his bag that he accidentally left in the practice room. Of course he was already up in his dorm before he even realized it was missing. Though he was glad to be out of the room, it didn't feel right being in there knowing Jeff wasn't going to walk in. He missed Jeff more than he could even put into words. Since the day the two met they haven't spent more than a day or two apart from each other, aside from the two weeks Jeff was in the hospital, but they talked on the phone every day during that and Jeff was sneaky enough to somehow manage to sneak his phone in there. Something that to this day Nick still never figured out, considering how strict and thorough they were.
The worst part of it all was the pain in Jeff's voice as he sung. The pain that Nick knew he caused.
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in this moment this order's tall
Maybe I should go in there. Like right now and just apologize. I...he's suffering. I'm making him suffer! I know I'm doing this for him but it obviously isn't working. I'm just making it worse. Maybe...maybe if I keep sleeping with Maryland that it'll make me forget about how I feel and we can be friends again. Or maybe I just should have eased out of our friendship instead of freaking out on him...Oh God, I freaked out on him! All he did was hug me! And I screamed at him and told him I never wanted to see him again. Shit! Shit shit shit! You really fucked up this time, Duval. Shit! Why would I do that! It's for him though...but...I went about it the worse way I could have. Shit! Nick thought to himself as he watched Jeff sing from the small amount of space that the door was opened. A few months ago one of the Warblers accidentally skateboarded into the door and broke it just enough so it wouldn't close all the way. And, of course without Wes there at the time to tell the Dean so it'd be fixed, it never got done.
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Alright, I'll go in...now! Alright, not now. When he's done singing. I have to get my bag anyway. I'll go up to him, give him a tight hug, let him cry until he feels better, and tell him just how sorry I am. Just because I'm in lov-no! I don't love him. I just...I'm just confused. I like girls. That's why I'm with Maryland. Wait, am I with Maryland? Or are we just having casual sex?...Why am I picking this time to think about that? Seriously. Alright, he's almost done with the song...Kinda. I'll just go apologize and ignore my feelings for him...and the hard-on I always get when he touches me...But that's totally normal. Lot's of guys get boners when other guys touch them!...Right? Wait, no-again, why am I going there? I'm trying to plan an apology speech. Fuck, now all I can think of is boners. Shit. Alright, stop doing that...now!...Did it work? Fuck!
Come on skinny love what happened here
We suckled on the hope in lite brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split
This is a bad idea. Maybe I should just him a text or something...No, I really hurt him. He at least deserves a face to face apology...He deserves a better friend, one that wont let him down like I do. I wasn't there for him last time when he needed me and I almost lost him. I can't lose him again and if I don't get my act together soon I might. I...I can't lose Jeff. He's everything to me. I need to apologize. Now. Well, after this song. God, Jeff has such a beautiful voice. I wish the council would realize that and actually give him a solo for once...I wish he would realize that he sounded amazing. Or that he was amazing. Completely, one hundred percent, amazing. Shit, I really messed up.
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
God, he sounds so sad...And it's all my fault. I just had to go and...you know...have feelings and such for him...But who couldn't? Jeff is...perfect. Literally perfect. Alright, so I'll make things right again. I have to! He needs me...and I need him. I can't stand to see him like this. It's so horrible. It's like watching a puppy get kicked over and over again and just do nothing about it. Just sit by and watch as this poor, helpless, being gets the shit beat out of it by life and literally do nothing. Actually, I helped. Right now, I'm the one beating the shit out of that puppy...Fuck, what have I done? This all could have been avoided by me never meeting Jeff. He wouldn't be so sad right now, I wouldn't have...these problems with my emotions...Fuck. But, if I never met Jeff...I would have never met Jeff...I'd rather die tomorrow then live a thousand years without knowing him...Wait, did I just quote Pocahontas? Dammit, I did! I just made myself John fucking Smith and Jeff a fucking female Indian!...Wait, they fall in love at the end...No. Fuck! Why do I keep getting off track! Shit, now I'm back on boners!
And now all your love is wasted
And who the hell was I?
I'm breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines
Just a few more lines and I'll burst through these doors and apologize. I'll make things right again! I'll make him happy again...And I don't have to tell him why I flipped out. I'll just tell him I had a momentary lapse of insanity. He really needs me. He looks like complete shit...and he looks thinner. I've seen the way Jeff eats, there's no way he can be losing weight! I don't even really know how he manages to stay thin in general! That's just not good. There's no way that can be good! He...he just looks so sad...and it's my fault. I have to do something. He needs me.
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Ooh, ooh
The song ended and Jeff sat down the guitar, completely unaware that he was being watched. He then noticed the bag a few feet away from him. Jeff walked up to the bag, already knowing who's it was from having to see it every day since Freshman year. He picked up the strap and held it delicately in his hands as if it were an infant. Nick ducked a little behind the door so Jeff wouldn't see him staring. The next sound broke Nick's heart. He heard a harsh sob escape from the blond's mouth. Nick shook a little, the overwhelming urge to go and wrap the blond in his arms until everything was alright again was overwhelming him. The next thing Nick knew was he was back at the door about to open it when he saw Jeff heading towards the door. Suddenly every ounce of bravery flew out of Nick and he ran back behind the door, watching as Jeff passed him without even noticing. How could he? Nick was cowering behind the door, afraid to even breathe in case Jeff heard it. Once Jeff was out of sight Nick let out a long sigh. "Fuck." He mumbled to himself. Alright...It's alright. You can do this. You will do this. He's saying in Flint's room and I heard Beatz say they were giving him some space. And Jeff was heading towards the dorms...Which means he's in our dorm right now! Alright! I'll go there now. And that's a better place to go and talk anyway. It's more private and we don't have to worry about someone walking in and making thins even more awkward. Alright, Duval, you can do this! You have to do this! You have to make things right! And...fuck! I've wasted like five minutes just standing here! Time to take action for once. Alright.
He ran in the room to grab his bag and set off to go make things right with Jeff again. Nick made his way up to his and Jeff's shared dorm in about fifteen minutes. It would be just his luck that on his way back to the dorm Dean Howardly would stop him and have a ten minute conversation about owls. There was no one who liked owls more then Dean Howardly, Nick was sure of that. "Jeff I have to-" He stopped when he realized he was talking to himself. Jeff wasn't in the room. Nick frowned and checked the bathroom before noticing a small, messily folded up piece of paper on his bed. "What the..." He said as he picked up the paper and read it aloud to himself.
"Nicky, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...I shouldn't have smothered you the way that I did and I know that now. I know it shouldn't have taken me all these years to figure that out but at least I did in the end, right? I just...I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me anymore Nicky. I hate it when you're upset. A smile looks so much prettier on you then a frown. So please, just forgive me. And now, it's time for me to go away. So thanks for being my friend. We had fun, right? But I think it's time for me to pay Narnia a visit. Love, Jeff."
Nick finished reading the note and sat it down trying to wrap his head around what he just read. "Jeff...I'm not mad at you. You did nothing wrong...I did..." He said, thinking out loud. "You left? The dorm? No, I already knew that. You wouldn't write something like that if I already knew...So...wait. You transfered out of Dalton because of me? No Jeff, you came here so you would be safe...wait...he didn't write 'transfer'...he wrote something else...what was it?" He asked, grabbing the paper again. "'End'...'time to go'...what do you mean?...Wait, Narnia?" Nick sat there, trying to understand what the blond was talking about when it suddenly hit him. "Jeff!" Nick got up and ran. "Please no. No no no! Jeff! Shit!" He yelled as he ran, not caring who heard him and ignoring the people in the halls asking him where he was off to in such a hurry. Nick ran as fast as he could and without even giving it a second thought ran out of the school. He knew where Jeff was. He just hoped he wasn't too late. Once he was out of Dalton he made his way into the back woods. Ever since freshman year that's where Jeff would go whenever he was upset; Narnia.
"Hey Jeff! I got a ninety-two on my Fren-what's wrong?" A freshman Nick asked as he looked up at his friend who was practically in tears. Jeff didn't say anything, just showed him his paper. It read 'seventy-nine'. Normally a seventy-nine wouldn't be something to cry about but Nick knew just how hard Jeff had studied. How hard Jeff always studied for everything. Academics just weren't Jeff's thing, not to say he was dumb. He was constantly teased by all the other Warblers about his grades. Though they were all only joking around, Jeff was really self-conscious about being called dumb. He just never showed it. Nick gave Jeff a sympathetic look, beginning to feel horrible about practically shoving his awesome grade in the blond's face. "Jeff...Jeffie, c'mon, look at me." Nick said, giving Jeff his puppy dog eyes. Nick was so good at making puppy dog eyes he was practically famous for it. Jeff looked at him briefly before looking back down at the ground. "Hey, it'll be alright."
Jeff sniffled. "No it wont." Jeff said, running out of the building. Nick quickly followed him, calling his name until he finally saw the blond stop.
"Jeff, plea-woah." Nick said suddenly as he took a moment to look around him. They were probably about one hundred yards into the woods at the back of Dalton and somehow managed to find a little clearing. The scenery was absolutely breath taking. Nick made his way to the blond and smiled a little to himself when he saw how happy Jeff looked. It was as if he suddenly didn't have a care in the world. "You like it here, huh?"
Jeff laughed lightly. "Yeah. It's like a secret little place that no one knows about."
Nick laughed. "Like Narnia."
Jeff nodded. "Like Narnia."
Within minutes Nick was at the clearing, searching through the darkness for any sign of Jeff. And that's when he saw it. Jeff. Hanging from a tree.
Yay cliff hangers! Okay, maybe I shouldn't use any word with "hanger" in it with that ending...Anyway, the song that was used was 'Skinny Love' by Bon Ivor. Same as the title. Again, I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a bit! I'll try to update soon! Hope you enjoyed! :D XOXO)
