Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or anything related.
I'm trying to update this every other day.. That'd be something new for once (The chapters are therefore going to stay at this length, though.)
Jeff POV, enjoy!
Upon arriving at their house, Jeff checked his phone for the what seemed to be the hundreds time. Still no message. "You really shouldn't do that," his sister interrupted the silence between them. "Check your phone while driving, I mean." Jeff glared at her as he pulled into their garage. "Hey, I get it," she waved her hands defensively in the air, "He's cute and all. But honestly.. It makes you look desperate. Plus, I don't want to die in a car crash."
"Yeah, whatever. I'll turn it off then." They got out of the car and strolled across the front yard. The tall boy had to support his sister as Jenna kept on sinking into the damp grass with her heels. Once inside the house, it felt strangely cold and quiet, enhancing the throbbing sound of rushing blood in their ears; not the only aftermath of their night out.. Jenna groaned as she removed her shoes and rubbed her hurting feet. Jeff stretched leisurely, creaking a few joints in his back and positively making his sister jump at the sound.
"Ew, gross."
The blond shrugged and made his way upstairs, coming to a halt in the middle of the hallway. He turned when he heard his sister behind him. "He was cute, right?"
Jenna gave him a small smile. "Yes."
"And he kissed me.."
"I saw that." She pushed him forward; he was blocking the way to her room. "Move, little bro. And get your dreamy eyes somewhere else on, I'm tired."
It was early of next morning when Jeff was awoken rather unpleasantly.. by their fluffy brown cat. He groaned as he rolled over in search for his phone, glancing at his bedside clock. 7 am waking up in the morning.. He groaned again, pushing himself up onto his elbows as Muffins ran over his back and along his legs, urging him to prepare cat-breakfast. Jeff looked for his phone again, knowing that he was way too eager for this time of the day.. When he found it lying on the floor, he quickly turned it back on only to see 3 new messages. Oh.. He didn't recognize the number, so, with Muffins next to his face, he excitedly opened the first text.
Hey so-called Jeff. Thanks for that dance..
The blond almost fell off his mattress. Oh my God, it's him! He looked at the time stamp. The brunet had sent this about four hours ago. Jeff smiled. And what sort of time do you call that?
He opened the next message. I'm Nick, by the way.. Sorry, I forgot to mention that
Nick.. what a beautiful name. Suits him.. Jeff was trailing off as he rolled onto his back and stared at his phone. Muffins meowed impatiently and began to rub his face against the blonds shoulder before he finally gave up and snuggled into his side. Jeff smiled and absentmindedly ran his fingers through his cat's smooth fur when he opened the last text message.
I can't sleep because I can't stop thinking about you.. Wanna meet me for breakfast? Or lunch? Or whatever you want, really..
What followed was not Jeff's proudest moment, to be honest.. He squealed and kicked his feet in the air as he almost rolled over the sleepy cat next to him, receiving an annoyed meow as the fluffy animal jumped off the bed and fled to the door. The blond let his phone fall onto his chest and, while scrunching up his face in excitement, pressed his hands over it to muffle his happy little squeaks. Then, taking a look at the clock again and with his phone in hand, he bounced off his mattress and into his bathroom. He bit his lower lip as he saved Nick's number and finally typed his response.
Hey so-called Nick. Meet me at the Lima Bean in 2 hours?
When Jeff got out of the shower less than 10 minutes later, he had already received an answer. He swung a towel around his waist and paddled back into his room, a grin playing along his lips..
Brilliant! See you there