(A.N:/ Okay, so, I lied when I said there would be three more chapters. I was looking over what I had planned and I decided that it would be best to combine this chapter with what was supposed to be chapter 11. So, there will only be one more chapter. When I am finished with this story (which hopefully will be within the week) I am going to go back to working on ALL THINGS GO. Anyway, I chose to combine the two chapters because otherwise this chapter would end with (yet another) cliff hanger. Ha, when I was planning this story clearly I was feeling rather trollish but now I'd just feel bad doing it again and again. Anyway, enough of me and my ramblings! Enjoy the chapter. Oh, and when I say there will only be one more chapter...that might actually mean there might be more than one more chapter...Ha...)
Warning: Light(ish) smut
The next morning Jeff woke up to Nick frantically pacing around the room, tugging at his hair, and mumbling to himself.
"Morning." Jeff said, voice gruff and tired.
Nick jumped at the sudden sound and shot Jeff a glare. "God dammit Jeff! Why would you let me do that again?!" Nick shouted, his glare quickly losing it's intensity.
Jeff gave Nick his best pretend confused face. "Do what Nicky?" Jeff said, batting his eyelashes and giving Nick a slight pouting look.
Nick's frown deepened into more of a scowl. "Don't play dumb. And don't call me Nicky!" Nick said, starting to pace around nervously again.
"Aw, don't be mad, Nicky." Jeff said, putting more emphasis on the nickname than before. Jeff got up and hugged Nick from behind before Nick could even realize what was happening. Jeff smirked. "Besides, it wasn't the same as last time. I fucked you." He teased.
"Fuck you." Nick said, wiggling out of Jeff's grip.
Jeff's smirk grew. "I believe I already did. Last night, if I remember correctly. And before you start acting like you didn't enjoy it, remember, you were screaming my name all night and I have marks all over my back."
Nick frowned, opened his mouth to say something, then decided against it. His face now just looked defeated. "Jeff..." He said in a soft, almost desperate tone.
Jeff's smirk fell. "Sorry..." He said, starting to feel guilty. There was a few moments of awkward silence between the two before Jeff started to speak again. "Look, I uh...I get it, I guess. Or whatever, you know..." He trailed off, not knowing what to say. "I mean...I get it. I know what it's like when you start realizing you like guys...It's...I don't know, weird I guess..." Jeff said, awkwardly. He wasn't used to trying to comfort people; it was all new territory for him.
Nick looked at Jeff with a crazy look in his eye. "I'm not gay." He said, his words sounding more rehearsed than actual truth. "I'm not. Sleeping with you...twice...was a mistake. It was something that shouldn't have ever happened and I regret doing it. I'm straight. I don't like guys, I like girls." Nick said, starring Jeff down.
"Oh." Was all Jeff was able to get out. He wasn't sure why but being told that sleeping with him was a mistake hurt. Jeff wasn't sure if it was just because of the harshness of Nick's voice, or if it was because Nick of all people was the one saying it to him. Jeff didn't care because either way it hurt. It felt like Nick was saying that he was a mistake. That meeting Jeff shouldn't have happened. That Jeff would be just another item on Nick's list of regrets. It hurt him. A lot.
"Sleeping with you was an accident Jeff. I'm straight." Nick repeated, acting like Jeff ignored what he had just said.
"Yeah, I heard." Jeff mumbled. It really shouldn't bother me. Jeff thought. I mean, almost all of the people I fuck wake up in the morning and regret it. They're usually completely shit faced and horny so we fuck and they run off the next morning, whining and bitching about having some random drunken escapade. It really shouldn't bother me...So why the fuck does it? Jeff bit his lip in frustration before he gasped slightly, eyes going wide. "Shit."
"What?" Nick asked, confused.
"I-uh...nothing. Don't worry about it, Duval." Jeff said, looking down at the floor.
"You're crying." Nick said, softly.
"What?" Jeff asked, bringing a hand up to his face only for his fingertips to come back wet. "What the fuck..." He mumbled. Nick was right, Jeff was crying. He had been so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn't even notice when he started crying.
"Jeff..." Nick said, not moving from his spot. He knew Jeff would run if he got any closer.
"I'm fine. Really. It's your stupid house. It's like you never dust in here or anything." Jeff choked back a sob on the last word, trying to badly play it off as a laugh.
Nick frowned. "What's wrong?" Nick asked, trying his best to sound as calm and soothing as possible.
"I just told you, your house is dirty as fuck. I should...I should go..." Jeff said, starting to walk towards the door. "Uh, thanks for letting me sleep here."
"I said you could stay the week, you know." Nick said, making Jeff freeze, back still facing Nick. "I'm not the kind of asshole who would just kick you out like that. Especially when you need a place to stay."
"Nah, it's cool. I'll go somewhere else." Jeff said, trying to leave with some of his pride still intact.
Nick frowned, growing suddenly annoyed by Jeff's stubbornness. "Dumbass. Stay here. It's fucking freezing outside and you don't have a coat. I'm not going to let you sleep outside and die of hypothermia! Now close the fucking front door because you're letting all the hot air out!"
Jeff was completely taken back by Nick's sudden demeanor. Jeff closed the door without saying a word and sat down on the coach, sniffling and feeling like a complete idiot for crying and acting all dumb in front of the guy he was trying to impress. It then dawned on Jeff that ever since the moment the two had met, Jeff had been trying to impress Nick, which only made him feel even dumber since Nick was "straight".
Nick slid down to the spot next to Jeff and used his fingers to tilt Jeff's chin up, making Jeff face him. Jeff looked straight down at the ground, frowning and scrunching up his face, obviously not liking the fact that Nick was now cupping his face. "Hey...Don't cry..." Nick said, softly, as he began wiping away Jeff's tears with his thumbs.
"Don't tell me what to do..." Jeff mumbled back, earning a small chuckle from Nick.
"Shut up." Nick said, lightly.
"Moron." Jeff said, just as lightly.
"Idiot." Nick said, looking into Jeff's brown eyes. Nick slowly inched his face closer to Jeff's until they could feel the other's breath against their lips. "I'm straight." Nick whispered, licking his lips.
"I know." Jeff replied before Nick moved his lips the last half inch to meet Jeff's in a light kiss.
The two broke apart after a minute or so and Nick blushed, looking into Jeff's eyes again. "I'm straight." He repeated, going back to kiss Jeff before the other could even reply.
Once they parted again Jeff nodded a little. "I know."
Nick nodded, kissing Jeff again, this time much harder than before. What was a regular kiss soon turned into one of hunger and desperation, as if they needed each other's lips to survive. Nick started to tug off Jeff's shirt as Jeff began to unbutton Nick's pants. "I'm straight." Nick said, for the third time.
Jeff moved his lips away from Nick just enough for him to speak. "I know." He said, turning his attention back to Nick's collar bone. Nick wiggled his way on top of Jeff and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them off when he was finished along with Jeff's boxers to reveal hiss dick already hard. Nick pulled his underwear and shirt off and started to position himself on top of Jeff before frantically climbing off, tugging at his hair.
"No! Jeff, no! This can't happen again! We can't do this again!" Jeff leaned over and kissed Nick passionately on the mouth, Nick soon opening his mouth to allow room for Jeff's tongue. Nick pulled away slightly, tilting his head down, slightly. "Fuck, I'm not supposed to like this so much..." He said, voice low.
"Don't question what feels good." Jeff mumbled back as Nick lined himself back up with Jeff's cock.
"Yeah..." Nick mumbled.
About an hour later Nick was angrily tugging on his clothes, shooting Jeff a glare every now and again.
"So do you...uh...wanna talk about it or somethin'?" Jeff asked, awkwardly as he finished buttoning his pants.
"No!" Nick yelled, annoyed.
"Hey, I'm just tryin' to be a nice!" Jeff said, growing frustrated. "And that's huge for me! We both know I'm an asshole!"
Then why are you doing it?" Nick shot back.
Jeff visibly swallowed and grew quiet, his demeanor changing completely. "I uh…I don't know." He said, starting to blush furiously. "I just am…"
No! That's not like you."
"Oh so you know me so well now?!" Jeff yelled, suddenly back to himself.
"I know you well enough to know that you're a fucking asshole!"
"Look! I'm seriously just trying to help, okay!? Like I said, I know what it's like to be confused about this shit and since it's kinda my fault, I figured I'd at least let you talk out what you're feeling or whatever!"
Nick scowled. "I don't see why you'd do something like that for me."
"Because I fucking like you, idiot! You keep acting like I'm the dumb one of the two of us but at least I can tell when someone fucking likes you!" Jeff yelled, storming out of Nick's house and slamming the door behind him.
Nick gaped, frozen in his spot. It suddenly all made sense as to why Jeff had been trying to be so nice to him. He had feelings for him. "Shit." Nick suddenly yelled, regaining the ability to move as he ran out the door after Jeff. He ran so fast that he couldn't stop himself in time when he walked two feet out the door and collided with Jeff, knocking them both on the ground. "Ow." Nick moaned.
"Damn straight you came after me!" Jeff huffed, throwing his arms in the air. "Took you long enough too! Did you want me to freeze to death out here or something!?" Jeff barked out.
Nick furrowed his brows. "Are you fucking kidding me!? You're a fucking drama queen Jeff!"
"Why the Hell are you yelling at me!? I'm the one who just made an ass out of myself just now!" Jeff yelled back, annoyed.
"Because you're making me question my fucking sexuality, you idiot!" Nick yelled back, still on top of Jeff as he kissed him roughly of the lips.
Jeff pushed Nick away. "Then stop fucking kissing me!" He spat, standing up then helping Nick up. "If anything I should be the one who's pissed at you!"
"And why would that be?" Nick asked, lowering his voice, but still sounding angry.
"Why!? Are you fucking serious!?" Jeff yelled. "First, you fucking use me as your little fuck toy because you 'don't know if you like guys or not' and then you make me fucking fall for you. What kind of asshole does that to someone?"
"At least I didn't fuck someone else's girlfriend, Jeff. And I never used you. We had sex. Three fucking times now. It happened, okay, I get it. But I never once used you."
"Well I should still be pissed at you." Jeff said, stubbornly, realizing that Nick was right; not only had he slept with Nick's ex, but Nick also never truly used him.
"What!? Why?"
"Because I wasn't supposed to fall for you. You were supposed to be an easy lay. A one night stand! That's all you were supposed to be to me and nothing more! I'm not supposed to like you!...Asshole..."
"Jeez Jeff..." Nick mumbled, kissing him lightly.
"Stop kissing me." Jeff said, weakly.
"Why?" Nick asked, kissing Jeff again.
"Because."
"Don't question what feels good." Nick said, earning a light chuckle from Jeff.
"Don't quote me." Jeff said, kissing Nick.
"I'm straight." Nick said, kissing Jeff.
"No you aren't."
"I know."
(A.N:/ The chapter was originally going to end when Jeff stormed out but I decided to add like half of chapter 11. The rest of the chapter will be in the final chapter. As of right now (from what I have planned) the next chapter will be the final chapter but I might add a little epilogue or something. I'm not completely sure...Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter! :D The next one Nick and Jeff talk about their feelings a little. Yay for feelings. Ha, yeah, I'll try to update soon!)
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