Chapter Three
Jeff turned as he felt a hand grab onto his wrist, and his blue eyes widened as they met Nick's hazel ones. Before he could say anything, Nick grabbed his face and pulled him down into a kiss. It was filled with passion, a desperate feeling of six years of love that had just been screaming to be let out... Jeff wrapped his arms around Nick's waist, pulling him close as he returned the kiss, tears springing to his eyes. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt so warm. He'd never in his entire life felt happiness like this. He was so in love, and Nick was really in love with him, too... When they pulled back from the kiss, they hugged onto each other tightly, and Jeff let out a light laugh. "I... I missed you Nick..."
"... Who are you?"
The blond jerked awake, a tear rolling down his cheek. He cursed loudly and threw his pillow across the room, covering his mouth with his hand the instant he realized that he was staying with his aunt and uncle, who were going to be worried about him. As he suspected, Claire was almost instantly at his door. "Jeff..? Are you alright?" she asked, her soft voice filled with concern. "Y-yeah, Aunt Claire. I just hit my head on the wall. I'm fine, really," he said, wiping his eyes. He threw the covers off of his legs and walked to the bathroom, flicking on the light and looking in the mirror.
His blond hair was a tousled mess, and he had dark bags under his eyes as if he hadn't gotten any sleep at all. He sighed and looked down, running cold water over his hands and splashing it onto his face. A bad dream was nothing to worry about... even if he'd had it for the past three nights. Every night, he dreamt that he and Nick had been reunited, and that finally, his love for him had been returned... until the very end, when he was reminded that his love had forgotten about him. The former Warbler let out a frustrated sigh, drying his face off before leaving his room to get breakfast. As much as he wanted to talk to Claire and Trevor, he just couldn't. Today was the day.
In just a matter of hours, Jeff was going to be at Nick's first show. Nick's first Broadway show. This show was going to mean amazing, wonderful things for Nick... His dreams were coming true and, despite the fact that Jeff was completely terrified of what could happen between them after tonight, he was honestly so happy for the man that used to be his best friend. Deep down, he still believed that Nick was his best friend. It wasn't like he'd allowed anyone else to fill that spot in the past six years. It was hard, having a best friend who had forgotten about him… but Jeff didn't mind so much. He was just happy that he and Nick still had a life together, even if it was only in his mind.
Jeff grabbed his jacket and pulled it on, deciding to go out and buy an outfit that seemed better suited for the event than anything else he'd brought with him. Sure, it wasn't the classiest play ever, and he knew that. But he wanted to be dressed up just a little for the occasion, even if Nick didn't notice him in the audience at all.
After shopping for almost four hours, Jeff finally found the perfect outfit. He'd decided on black skinny jeans, complete with a studded belt, and a white button-up shirt with a pin striped vest to go over it. It looked rather different on him than his usual tight, colorful t-shirts and hoodies, but he sort of liked it. He felt fancy. He smiled at himself in the mirror once he was done getting ready, and he took a deep breath. "Well, here goes nothing."