A/N: Literally guys, I cannot thank you enough; all the story alerts and favourites and for those who took the time out to review. You guys rock! xD. So here's chapter 7, sorry its really short but I wanted to get something out, been having some trouble writing. Anywhoooo, I hope its okay and again your opinion really matters, so let me know what you think, and just thanks for reading my story :) BTW, next one should be out in the next couple of days (I hope!)

The celebrations managed to die down for a bit, so Nick took this opportunity to sneak out. It wasn't that he didn't want to have fun with everybody else, it's just that he needed some time on his own right now; time to think certain things through. And by certain things, he really means one thing.

Jeff.

Nick sat on the bench outside the building. Jeff, he thought. His mind kept thinking about the fact that every time he sees his best friend, he can't stop smiling, and how he gets this weird feeling in his stomach. What's more, last week when Jeff was avoiding him, he hated it. Like really hated it. If it was anyone else, Trent or Wes or David, he wouldn't have reacted like that. But with Jeff, it was as if suddenly a large chunk of his life was missing and without it he felt...sort of incomplete.

"But its Jeff..." He whispered to himself, "I think I would know if I had feelings for my best friend." said Nick. Then why did you nearly kiss him...Twice? His conscience argued. "Oh shut up", Nick retorted, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

"Talking to yourself eh?"

Nick jumped up, startled slightly by the new-comer. He rolled his eyes and sighed when he realised who it was, "you really need to stop creeping up on people, Wes."

"Well... You need to stop looking so depressed all the time." Nick narrowed his eyes at this, "No, seriously dude, you've just won the championships and instead of going in there" Wes motioned towards the building "...and celebrating with everybody, you're out here talking to yourself."

Nick sighed, "Look...I've just got a lot on my mind right now." He turned his head upwards, looking at the sky and watching the way the clouds were moving, before sighing deeply.

Wes watched his friend and sensed his inner turmoil; he realised that he needed to do something. But if it was something that Nick wanted to share then he would have done so already, so instead, he reassures the troubled boy that he's here for him. "Nick..." Wes said, whilst moving down to sit next to him. The boy in question stopped what he was doing and glanced over in Wes's direction. "You do know that I'm here for you if you want to talk? And not just me," he added, "...but all of us. Don't forget that" Wes said, smiling at him.

This time Nick turned his head around fully, looking at Wes properly before facing downwards and sighing deeply. Nick didn't say anything for a while, so Wes thought that this was his cue to leave. Just as he was about to excuse himself, he heard Nick speak up.

"H-How did you know Jessica was the one for you? Like...how did you know that you loved her?" Nick asked softly.

Wes watched Nick, the way he was twiddling with his fingers and eyes shifted around. If he didn't know any better he'd say Nick was nervous. W-wait a minute...he's asking me about love? Wes's eyes widened and his mouth had formed a little 'o' as something clicked in his mind.

Oh my...

Finally! He thought, trying to supress a grin. Wes then realised that he hadn't replied back to him and Nick was waiting for an answer.

"Urm... I j-just knew, I guess?"

Nick looked up at him, with a puzzled face. Wes met his gaze and mentally face-palmed. Great...how's that supposed to help him?

"Ah... I-I mean like..." He sighed, before composing himself and attempting to start again. "Jessica" He said, smiling to himself. "...I knew she was the one for me cos... she's the only person who makes me truly happy, y'know. I can't possibly imagine my life without her." He whispered.

Wes looked over in Nick's direction and noticed the way his face was scrunched together in confusion. "Look Nick," Wes began, clearing his throat. "I can sit here and tell you how much Jess means to me and how much I love her...but honestly, there is no point."

Nick looked over at Wes, brows furrowed, silently waiting for him to continue whilst the young Asian boy just shook his head. "Love... is a feeling which you cannot explain in words." Wes said, "You don't need anybody to tell you what love is and what it feels like, cos when it hits you, you'll just know. And when it does, you won't have to ask me or anyone else."

Nick groaned inwardly, "Why is this so difficult?" He asked, putting his head in his hands. Wes shifted closer to him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder, waiting for Nick to elaborate.

After a minute or so, Nick spoke up. "...I may or may not have feelings for someone." He whispered, looking up at Wes sheepishly.

"So... what makes you think that you might like him?" Wes asked him softly.

Nick inhaled deeply, "It's just, when I look at him I..." he trailed off, trying to hold back the smile that was forcing its way onto his face, as his mind was flooded with images of a familiar blonde.

He just shook his head, pulling himself out of his reverie. "When I look into his eyes Wes, i-it's as if the whole world around me freezes and its just the two of us." Nick dropped his head down in defeat, "...like I'm not naive or anything, all of these feelings and emotions I have, it must mean that I like him. But..." He sighed.

"But..." Wes added softly.

Nick looked up to face him, eyes locking onto Wes's firmly; Wes could see the raw confusion in his eyes. "I mean h-how can I possibly have feelings for someone...and not know about it?" He asked with a confused face. "This makes no sense" he whispered.

Wes gave Nick a sympathetic look, but as much as he wanted to help him, there was nothing he could do. It's pretty obvious to everyone that Nick is head-over-heels in love with Jeff, everyone except for himself however. Wes felt really bad for his friend; he could see just how much this was tearing him apart inside. But this is something Nick needs to figure out on his own, he told himself.

"Nick..." Wes whispered. "I know it might not make any sense to you right now, but it will eventually. And if you really do have feelings for Jeff and you love him, you'll know soon enough. Don't try to over-analyse and complicate things. Just be patient, and let things play out on their own, okay?"

Nick nodded in understanding, "Alright." He replied. Wes simply smiled and patted his shoulder before getting up to leave. "Cool, I'm gonna go back inside, so don't stay out here too long okay?" He told Nick.

"Okay."

Nick watched Wes starting to walk towards the direction of the building; this guy really is an awesome friend, he thought. Nick smiled to himself, before suddenly remembering something.

"Hold up!" Nick called out.

Wes halted, Nick's loud voice caught his attention. Confused, he spun around to face him.

"I didn't say it was Jeff!" Nick shouted out to him.

Wes simply smiled to himself once he heard what Nick had said, he then threw the Soccer star a wink, before turning around and continued walking back towards the building.

Great...

"How the hell did Wes figure it out, when it had just occured to me?" Nick muttered to himself, before slumping further down the bench and sighing, now more depressed than ever.