Sorry that :

A) I took so long

B) this chapter is filler.

But thank you for trying out my fanfic and even reading chapter 2! I love you if you're reading this, which of course you are.

I don't own anything, nor do I claim to.

"So Nicky honey, hows life?" his aunt asked, artificially sweetened syrup dripping from her voice,
"Um, given the fact that my parents and all my friends have died, kinda shitty," Nick said bluntly, sipping a scalding cup of coffee as he sat at the kitchen table across from his aunt, who'd spent every spare second asking Nick about his life.
His Aunt smiled, her eyebrows raised, "so tell me about your friend Jeff?"
"Um, no offense Auntie, but, its the freaking apocalypse, must you really ask about my friends," Notice the word freaking instead of a vulgar word, synonym of sex that would have gotten Nick grounded. Not that it would matter as there was no where to go, but still, being stuck in the house with his aunt would be worse then occasionally being able to go outside.
"Oh of course, but you are just friends of course?"
"Stop asking questions, I'm going to go hang out with them," he gestured toward where a giant hole in the wall, thanks to his uncles ingenious house design (sarcasm), showed Jeff and Lily on the couch chatting up a annoyingly flirtly looking storm
"Of course have fun darling,"
Nick smiled and walked backward out of the kitchen, his smile dropping as soon as he turned away from the old lady, he walked over to the couch, scowling.
"Whats up Nicky buns?" Lily smiled up at him
"Oh jesus why can't we go back to crying?" Nick growled, sitting between the two of them, his head pounding,
"What do you mean?"
"Everyone is being so sweet and acting so normal,"
"Well, would you rather just think about the, um, fucking apocalypse?" Jeff asked sarcastically, leaning against Nick,
"Well why not, we can't prevent it! So why bother not thinking about, we can't stop it."
"You should go to sleep, asshole," Lily said, rolling her eyes, "you are too tired, and you said like the same thing twice in that sentence"
"Jesus, and Im going to be stuck with the two of you until I die," Nick sighed, but stood up anyway and walked toward the room he and Jeff shared.
"Nighty Nicky," Jeff cooed, with a grin, turning back to converse with Lily.
Nick sighed and pushed the bangs out of his eyes,
It was true that he was over tired and grumpy, but his Aunt just made life worse, constantly asking about possible love interests and how (in a joking tone) if you don't get married to a girl in the next 20 years you're getting disowned.
And then there was Lily, who liked Jeff and Jeff, who liked flirting with Lily.
And the main problem was, it wasn't a temporary thing. It wasn't like a week long camp. This was until the world started up again. Also it wasn't as if you could just ignore them and watch TV. Oh no, the power was still out so the only possible thing to do would be to talk to them.
To the T to the E to the D to the I to the O to the U to the S.
Tedious.
On another note, even worse note, thought Nick as he ducked into the shared bedroom, they were runnng low on food after only 2 weeks.
2 weeks had passed and they were sick of eachother and running out of food. What a lovely next year this was going to be.
It made Nick nolstalgic for the old days, when he could use the PHONE to CALL a DIFFERENT friend then Jeff and they could go OUTSIDE and DRIVE to the MOVIE THEATER and they wouldn't even think anything of it.
But now if he could ever see a different friend, even one he didn't completely adore, he'd die of happiness.

"Nick is being weird lately," Lily said as soon as Nick left,
"Yeah I know, but its understandable, I mean, to quote myself as of a minute ago 'um, the fucking apocolypse,'"
Lily laughed and hugged a pillow to his chest, "but we have to suffer through um, the fucking apocolyspe aswell, so I think he's being a drama queen."
"I can't really argue with you," laughed Jeff pulling a hand through his blonde hair,
"But theres not much you can do,"
"Right,"
There was a small silence as both people huddled under blankets trying to pretend there was still heat.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Lily asked, quietly, a few moments later,
"um, yup, why?" Jeff lied, raising an eyebrow at the question,
"No reason, you know what? I'm going to bed, thats what I'm going to do." she said, her words overlapping, to Jeffs amusement, but then she made no effort to move and instead just sat there staring at Jeff, who was struggling not to laugh "Bed is a good idea, I'm going to bed. Bed."
Jeff finally gave in and laughed, "I probably should too, what time is it? Check the clock, oh wait,"
He smiled and followed a laughing Lily through the halls to wear the two bedrooms faced eachother

Nick lay in bed, in complete silence. After 3 weeks it didn't wear off. BY it I mean, the feeling you get when you feel like its not real. Like its just an elaborate dream and any minute now you're going to wake up.
Nick would pinch himself, but a deep worry overwhelmed him, that he would in fact feel the pinch and could no longer think it was a dream, and would have to face the truth.
Its a hard knock life, in hell.
A knock on the door irrupted Nicks thought and he snapped back on track,
"Yeah?" he called, hoping with all his heart it wasn't his aunt, and when the door opened and Jeffs head popped through, only a little relief washed through him,
"Hey Nick," Jeff said quietly, tip toeing over to his bed, on the other side of Nicks, with a blanket from the couch still wrapped around his shoulders,
"Hey Jeff," Nick replied, flopping back on to his pillow and fighting to keep his eyes open.
Jeff crawled into bed and switched off his light and then rolled on to his back and waiting for Nick to do the same. Then when he did and darkness filled the smallish room.
It was silence except for an occasional rustle from one of the twos beds.
Then quietly, just below a whisper Jeff said, "Well this blows,"
Nick wasn't sure if he meant the beds, the house, his aunt or the whole, well, you know, apocolypse, but whichever he did mean Nick agreed fully and nodded to show his agreement.
Then 2 minutes later he realized Jeff couldn't see him and spoke, "Yeah it does," he agreed,
"Its still hard to believe," Jeff replied, his voice cracking, "my parents are dead, you're parents are dead, we're never going to see our friends again and we're stuck here until, somewhere, someone, somehow fixes this fucking mess,"
Nick was shocked, his thought that Jeff had accepted it already, but the thought of Jeff being just as pissed was actually sorta comforting. Jeff hated this as much as Nick did.
"I know, Jeffy I really do," the other boy whispered, trying to reach out to grab Jeff, but realizing that their beds were around 3 feet apart, quickly giving up, "but we can pull through it together,"
"You sound like a chick flick," Jeff replied, still on the verge of tears,
"Goodnight Jeff,"
"Goodnight Nick,"

Thanks for reading loves!

TBC?

Not entirely sure if I want to.

Also, I completely promise that Niff will end up together.