Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, nor do I completely own Nick and Jeff (although I'm pretty much creating their personalities myself since we haven't gotten to know them too well on the show).
A/n: Short, sweet, and hopefully to the point. I feel like poo, so this is what I'm doing instead of getting ready to go to class to take my History of Costume test this morning. I'm still going to go take the test… I'm just not going to bother caring what I look like. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Alarm
"God, Nick, turn it off…" Jeff muttered, pulling his pillow over his head. It was still dark outside, and yet Nick's annoying alarm clock was already going off. Jeff groaned when the alarm didn't go off. "Nick!"
"That's not my alarm clock…" Jeff sat up, trying to figure out what the alarm he kept hearing really was. Finally, it dawned on him.
"Shit… Nick, I think that's the fire alarm…" Jeff jumped out of the bed, running to grab his keys and slip on his shoes as Nick did the same and then pushed his roommate out the door so that they could evacuate the building like the rest of the boarders. Jeff was just glad that they didn't see any signs of an actual fire as they ran outside.
"Why the hell are we having a fire drill at three AM?" Nick muttered, leaning his head against Jeff's chest as soon as they were a safe distance from the building with everyone else.
"It's not a drill…" Thad began. Jeff raised an eyebrow.
"But there wasn't a fire… we ran all the way from the 3rd floor…"
"It's probably a short in the fire alarm system. It's old…" someone else replied. Jeff sighed, gently pushing Nick away so that he could sit down on the grass with Nick sitting on his lap.
"I want my bed," Nick muttered.
"Amen to that." Jeff closed his eyes, letting his chin rest on the other boy's shoulder.