Hehe, chapter 6. I can guarantee that there is one more chapter to come, and that's it.
This chapter is quite long (2000+ words) because I couldn't find a suitable place to end it.
I don't own glee, or any characters you recognise. The Sterling family is based on the Lynch family, if you want to hear my headcanon on Jeff's family, just message me.
Monday morning, Nick pulled up just as Jeff was coming out the house. He leant over and opened the passenger door for him. "Hey."
"Hi." Jeff climbed in. "Thanks for picking me up."
"No problem." Nick smiled. "Even if your car was working, I probably would have picked you up. I like driving you."
"You're sweet."
"And you're adorable." Nick leant across to kiss Jeff softly, before starting the car. They didn't talk much on the drive, they were both content with the silence.
"What do you think your friends are going to say about this?" Jeff asked a little nervously as the school came into view.
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." Nick replied. "And to be honest, I don't really consider them to be my friends. They're my teammates, and everyone just expects us to be in this huge group all the time."
"I kinda get that." Jeff murmured as they pulled in to the space that was practically reserved for Nick, everyone on the sports teams had their spaces that no one else dared to park in, the football team having the best. Nick got out the car and moved to open the door for Jeff.
"You are too sweet." Jeff smiled.
"Anything for you." Nick locked the car and took Jeff's hand as they walked into the building. A lot of people did a double take as the new couple walked hand in hand down the hallway, but no one bothering them until Jeff's friends came into view. They approached the pair and forced a smile at Nick.
"Excuse us." One of them said as the pulled Jeff away.
"Are you out of your mind?" Nick heard another demand. "He's on the football team. He'll be doing this to make a fool out of you."
"You guys don't know him." Jeff defended. "He may be on the football team, but he is so nice. Nick is out. He stopped them from beating me up last week. Every single day last week I got to school to find a poem in my locker, hand written by him, but only signed N. As the days passed I was suspecting it was him, after I found out his name, and that he's gay. He has made me so happy in just a few days, and why can't you respect that? You guys are all happy together, but I'd never had that."
"Jeff, we want you to have that, but with the right person."
"And how do you know who the right person for me is? How do you know that the right person for me isn't Nick? And how do I know that you guys really care about me?"
"Of course we care about you, Jeff, we're your friends."
"I thought that too, Kurt." Jeff replied bitterly. "Blaine. Trent. Thad. I thought the five of us were best friends. But did any of you even think about me when you all signed up to go to France for a week? You all knew that I wouldn't be able to go because I don't take French, but all you wanted to just go off and spend time as couples for a week. If you guys were really my friends, you would have considered that. Did any of you think of me at all last week?"
"Well, we were excited for the trip, and once we were out there, we were so busy."
"That's what I thought. You call yourself my friends, but you don't take time to give a thought about how I feel. So how about, the four of you back off, and let me be happy for once. I am going to spend time with my boyfriend. He is the sweetest guy ever. He went against his friends to defend me. He sent my spirits sky high. He took me out for dinner on Friday night, and let everything go at my pace. On Thursday my car wouldn't start, he saw me as it was starting to rain when I was leaving to walk home and offered me a lift. I've had it before when my car wouldn't start and all you guys would do was tell me that it was 'too bad' or at best was when Kurt told me that his dad could take a look at it if I could get it to the shop. Half way across town. You guys don't give a damn about me, and I wish you'd stop pretending." Jeff turned round and walked back to Nick, who was stood within hearing distance.
"You have no idea how much I wanted to just go and hit them." Nick murmured as Jeff got close to him.
"You and me both." Jeff replied, kissing Nick softly.
"Who needs shitty friends when you can have a perfect boyfriend?"
"You think I'm perfect?"
"Yeah."
"Get back to me on that once you have met my family."
"They can't be that bad, your mom and dad seem really nice."
"You haven't met my siblings. I am the eldest of five. One sister and three brothers, and I am frequently described as the sane one by our extended family."
"I really want to meet your family now, they sound pretty awesome." Nick smiled. "I'm an only child, my dad isn't exactly happy with the fact that I'm gay and my mom has always been a bit distant."
"That sucks."
Throughout the day, a few whispers flew around the school about Nick and Jeff, but nothing too bad. The worst of it came from the football and hockey teams, but Nick soon had them back off with a few threats about letting slip to the coaches about what they had been smoking. In all honesty, he was glad to have the day over with.
"Your ride awaits, my darling." Nick smiled as he saw Jeff come out of the building.
"Thank you." Jeff slipped into the car, Nick shutting the door behind him. Nick got in the driver's side and leant over to kiss Jeff softly. He buckled up and backed out of the school lot.
"Do you do any sports?" Nick asked as he drove.
"I'm pretty good at hockey." Jeff admitted. "I was captain of the hockey team in middle school, but I never really wanted to join the team when I got to high school, I knew they could be quite violent and were jerks."
"I'd love to see you play sometime."
"Maybe. I also love dancing. As soon as I was on my feet, I wouldn't stop. I think that is what triggered my siblings' love of dance, and we've all been put through so much training for it. Recently, my brothers have kinda lost interest in it, but me and my sister are still so passionate about it. We both want to go to a dance school once we graduate high school."
"Now I want to see you dance."
"Oh, you could come round any time." Jeff agreed enthusiastically. "Tuesday and Wednesday every week I go to the local studio after school, from about 4 until about 5:30, to practise, and I'm normally there for most of the day on a Saturday, when I teach and choreograph with my sister."
"Now I really want to see you dance." Nick looked over at Jeff and smiled, unable to believe he'd gotten lucky enough to call the beautiful boy his boyfriend.
"Hey, eyes on the road, not on me." Jeff directed with a laugh.
"Sorry." Nick turned his attention back to the road, making small talk until they pulled up outside Jeff's house.
"Thanks," Jeff got out the car, before thinking of something. "Do you want to come in? I'm pretty sure there'll be at least 20 minutes before it gets crazy here."
"Are you sure your parents will be ok with it?" Nick asked a little nervously, getting out the car.
"They both assured me that I could have you over any time." Jeff smiled. "And my siblings want to meet you. I apologise in advance for them."
"I'm sure they can't be that bad." Nick locked the car and took Jeff's hand, allowing him to lead the way.
"Wait until you meet them." Jeff pulled him up the path and opened the door. "Mom is probably the only one home right now."
"Hi, honey." His mom called as he opened the door. "Did you have a good day?"
"Mostly, yeah. I hope you don't mind, but I brought Nick home."
"That's fine. And come explain to me why only mostly. Hi, Nick."
"Hi, Mrs Sterling." Nick smiled.
"Please, it's Stormie." She replied. "Now, Jeff. Your day?"
"My friends don't think Nick is the right person for me. I told them exactly what I thought about it, and I guess they're not my friends anymore. It's ok, though. Nick means more to me than they ever did."
"You mean the world to me." Nick rested his head on Jeff's shoulder.
"You two are adorable together." Stormie smiled.
"They are." Jeff's dad agreed as he came in.
"Hey, dad." Jeff smiled as Nick said. "Hi, Mr Sterling."
"It's Mark."
"Ok."
"Let's go up to my room. I said I'd dance for you." Jeff led Nick to the stairs.
"Door stays open, boys."
"Yes, mom." Jeff replied quickly, both him and Nick blushing. They went up to the room. "This is it. I share with my brother, Joe. With four boys, we have to double up."
"I have my own room, but it's not this nice." Nick glanced around, taking it in. He noticed names above the beds, and a couple of guitars in the corner. "Who plays?"
"We all do. I mainly work on bass. Now, I said I'd dance?"
"Yeah, please do." Nick glanced round again, unsure what to do.
"You can just sit on my bed." Jeff plugged his ipod into the dock and found some songs he'd been choreographing a few weeks prior. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to get lost in the music, his body moving to the beat.
"When mom said you had your boyfriend over and in our room, this isn't quite what I imagined you doing." A younger boy with long brown hair appeared in the doorway.
"Joe." Jeff abruptly stopped dancing. "Nick, this is Joe, my younger brother. Joe, this is Nick, my boyfriend."
"I gathered that." Joe replied. "And the others are downstairs, and I'm pretty sure they want to meet Nick."
"Right." Jeff stopped the music he had playing. "I guess we're going downstairs." He pulled Nick up and took him downstairs, where his other siblings were watching TV.
"So, Jeff, this is the guy you haven't shut up about all weekend." The girl commented.
"Ok, shut up, Jaz." Jeff replied. "Anyway, Nick. Jazmine, my sister. That is Jazmine spelt with a z, she's at a different high school, because thats where all her friends went. And, Josh."
"Yo." The blond haired boy waved at Nick. He looked almost like a mini Jeff.
"And Jayden. He's the baby."
"Hey." The brunet boy protested.
"Guys, this is Nick, my boyfriend."
"So far, they seem a lot more normal than you made them out to be." Nick murmured in Jeff's ear.
"Give it time." Jeff replied.
"Nick, will you be joining us for dinner?" Mark came into the room.
"As nice it is for you to offer, I will need to get home soon." Nick replied.
"Some other time then?" He turned to go back into the kitchen, before remembering about Jeff's car. "Jeff, it's going to be at least a week before your car will be fixed, I took it in today."
"Thanks dad." Jeff replied.
"I can give you a ride to and from school, but tomorrow and Thursday I have football practise."
"Tomorrow, I have dance after school, I'll just take my stuff with me in the morning. I will walk from school, it's only about ten minutes away from there. Thursday I help after school, normally in English."
"That's when I picked you up last week, I guess?"
"Yeah. It was."
"Tomorrow, I could always pick you up after dance? I get away from practise between five and half past, depending on the mood coach is in, how fast I can shower and as long as I get into the locker room before the others."
"I like the sound of that." Jeff agreed, kissing Nick.
"Ok, lovebirds break it up."
"Screw you, Joe."
"Screw your boyfriend."
"Joseph." Nick heard from the kitchen. "Behave yourself."
"I think I'd better get going." Nick kissed Jeff once more. "See you in the morning."
"Bye." Jeff kissed him back, and saw him to the door.
"It was nice to meet you all." Nick smiled at Jeff's family.
"You're welcome here anytime, Nick. Anyone who can make my kids as happy as you have made Jeff are always welcome in this house." Mark said.
"Thank you." Nick smiled. He kissed Jeff a final time and went out to his car. He started to drive home, he hadn't had reason to be this happy in years.