A/N: Middle of the night! LOL at least for me it is. So, to keep it short, Chapter 6.

Chapter 6

Nick and Jeff's Dorm

Jeff's POV

I wake up from my nap to the sound of the door opening and books being set on the desk.

"Nick?" I call out softly.

"Yes, baby?" he asks. He comes over and sits on the edge of my bed, putting a hand on my arm. I turn to lay on my back so I can see him.

"Mm... 'M 'ungry..." I say. I look at him.

"Are you sure you can handle eating more than just crackers?" Nick asks. I nod.

"Even if I couldn't eat anything other than crackers, I wouldn't want to be alone for lunch. I wanna sit with you, and Kurt, Blaine, and all of them. I don't want to be stuck here." I say, feeling more alert.

"You sure?" he asks.

"Yes. I'm sure." I say, slowly climbing out of bed. Jeff sighs.

"Okay, well, at least fix your hair first." he says. I walk into the bathroom to see how bad it is. It is pretty horrible.

"Wow, who knew only half an hour could do this to my hair?" I say, gesturing to the mess of blond hair sticking out at random angles. Nick laughs and says, "Trust me, it could be worse." I quickly comb it down and turn away from the mirror.

"Can we go now?" I ask Nick. He smiles and nods, grabbing my hand. We make our way to the cafeteria and siy with the usual crowd. As soon as we sit down, they start chattering.

"Oh my Gaga, are you okay Jeff?"

"How are you feeling?"

"Are you feeling better?"

"What the heck was all that about?" Trent asks. Kurt kicks him under the table, provoking a small "ow" from Trent.

"What was that for?" he asks.

"You were being insensitive. He clearly isn't feeling too well, and he can't control what happens. It's not like he has a choice." Kurt says. Trent backs off. I look at Kurt.

"Thank you for understanding. And to the rest of you, yes I'm feeling better. I just... haven't been feeling very well lately..." I say, carefully choosing my words. Nick grabs my hand under the table and squeezes it. I look at him and he smiles softly. I gently pull my hand away and grab my phone.

When should we tell them? -J

A couple more weeks, honey. Then we can tell them. -N

Grr..! I'm going to explode! Do you want your boyfriend to explode and kill the baby? -J

Jeff, you've only known for 2 days. Your desire to tell the world can't be that bad already. -N

But it is! -J

A few more weeks. Now shut up and eat your food. -N

Wait, before you said only a couple weeks. Now you're saying a few? -J

Eat your food. -N

I glare at Nick before setting my phone on the table. I hardly get a bite of salad into my mouth before Trent grabs my phone, gets up, and ducks behind Wes and David at the end of the table.

"Let's see what these two were so involved in that couldn't pay any attention to anything we were saying." he says.

"Trent, no. Give the phone back." Nick says. Trent starts reading our most recent lunch texts out loud so the table can hear.

"Alright, Jeff texts Nick saying 'When should we tell them? It's kinda killing me.' Hmm... Interesting. Nick responds 'A couple more weeks, honey. Then we can tell them.' Ooh! Interesting! Jeff then texts 'Grr, I'm going to explode! Do you want your boyfriend to explode and ki..." he trails off just staring at text. His face becomes serious, and then he smiles a little. Not his usual I've-got-gossip smile, but a real, genuine smile. Blaine notices and gives him a strange look.

"Oh my god," Trent says. "Jeff's pregnant... Of course! It all makes sense now!" Kurt turns to look at us so quickly, I'm surprised he doesn't get whiplash.

"Is that true? Are you..?" he asks softly. I sigh and look at Nick. He nods. I turn back around to face everyone.

"Yes, it is true. I am pregnant. Only a few weeks, but still. There's a tiny life form growing inside of me." I say. There are a few gasps, scattered words of congratulations, and Kurt tears up. He gets up, walka around the table, and gives me a hug. I smile and hug him back. Kurt goes back to his seat and soon everybody starts asking questions.

"Have you thought of names?"

"Do you think it's going to be a boy or a girl?"

"Which do you want it to be?"

I cut them off.

"Guys, guys. We only just found out yesterday. That's when the morning sickness started. As for names, we haven't really talked much about anything, but personally, I've always kinda liked the names Alex or Xander for a boy, and Mackenzie or Rebecca for a girl. I don't know what it's going to be, obviously, and as long as the baby is healthy, I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, although I do like the though of having a girl." I say. We continue to talk, and soon lunch is over. We all part and go to our classes, except for me. Nick still insists that I stay in the dorm, just in case lunch doesn't sit well, eveb though I tell him I'm fine.

"That's what you said this morning. That wasn't exactly true, now was it?" he says. "Fine. How about this? I'm feeling super peachy and no more semi-digested food is going to rise up in my body and come out my mouth. Better?" I ask. Nick smiles and laughs.

"Sure," he says. "You're still staying in bed, though." I pout, but he pretends not to notice. He gathers his books in his bag and comes over and kisses me softly.

"I'm going to class now. Take a nap or something." he says. I turn to lay on my stomach as I say a muffled "I don't want to" into the pillow. Nick laughs and says, "I love you. See you when classes are over." I lift my head up to respond more clearly this time.

"I love you, too. See you then."

Over the next six or seven weeks, the morning sickness has gotten better, then has gone away completely. That, however, has quickly been replaced by extreme cravings. They are controllable, as long as I have some sort of food with me or money to buy some. One of the more annoying things about Trent is that he can't keep his big mouth shut, so now pretty much everyone knows that I'm pregnant, and that's exactly what I didn't want to happen.


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