Old Friends

Need Somebody

"Y/N! Guess what!" Jordan practically shouted. You were stumped by what Alex had said but you still turned towards your friend with a smile, "Whats up?" Jordan grinned and grabbed your arm, pulling you out of your chair. "Guess whos next for open mic?" You froze and began pulling your arm back. "No way, nuh uh, nope I am NOT going up there!" Jordan laughed and kept pulling you forward, "Come on Y/N, for old times sake? You used to love it!" You shook your head and tried again to get your arm back, "Dude, no that was in our living room just us, this is a bar full of people!"

Right then Dean showed up beside you, he had come out of the bathroom and noticed Jordan pulling you and the way you seemed to be trying to fight him off your arm. "Everything okay here?"

You looked over at Dean wondering how he always just appeared like that. Jordan nodded and kept a firm hold on your arm, "Oh yeah, just trying to get old scardy cat here to join me for a little open mic." Dean looked at you and his brows furrowed. "But she can't sing." Immediately you stopped resisting Jordan and stood up straight. You never thought of yourself as a great singer but you could at least carry a tune, Dean had never heard you sing so how could he say that you couldn't! Jordan frowned at Dean, "Obviously you've never heard her or you wouldn't be saying that."

Dean looked at you and as soon as his eyes met yours he felt instant guilt, he could see that he had hurt your feelings with that comment. Before he could say anything you turned back towards the table. Downing your glass of whiskey in one shot to build up some liquid courage you slammed the glass back on the table. Turning back to Jordan you held out your hand, "Lets do this." He smiled and took your hand, heading straight for the stage.

Once you were gone Sam walked over to Dean, "Dude whats wrong with you?" Dean never took his eyes off of you, shrugging his shoulders he sighed. "I didn't mean it the way it sounded." After a couple minutes the bar owner came on stage and everyone turned towards him, "Alright everybody up next tonight we have Jordan and Y/N! Show em some love and enjoy the show!" He walked to the side of the stage and you both took your positions in front of the microphones. Music began to play throughout the bar and you couldn't help the massive butterflies in your stomach. Looking out at the crowd you were beginning to panic when you saw Dean. He was staring right at you, remembering his comment you decided to tough it out and prove him wrong. You were gonna rock this!

The song you had chosen was Boye Avenues cover of Use Somebody. This song was one you and Jordan used to sing together all the time. Once you nodded to Jordan he grinned and began singing, "I've been roaming around always looking down at all I see. Painted faces fill the places I can't reach, you know that I could use somebody. You know that I could use somebody yeah eh." You reached up to cup your hands around the mic and closed your eyes. "Someone like you and all you know and how you speak. Countless lovers undercover of the street, you know that I could use somebody. You know that I could use somebody yeah eh." The song continued and you began to get comfortable and loosen up.

Dean couldn't believe it, you couldn't just sing, you were amazing. And the way your face brightened up made him smile. He could see how happy you were and felt nothing but love while watching you. Halfway through the song, you and Jordan both took your mics out of the stands and walked forward towards the end of the stage. Jordan grabbed your hand and pulled you into his side grinning down at you. You smiled up at him and continued singing. Dean watched and the smile dropped from his face. He watched Jordan twirl you to the side and then back into him. Watching you laugh and sing with him was killing Dean. He wanted to be the one making you smile and holding you close.

As the song drew to a close the whole bar errupted into applause and you blushed a deep red. You  both did a quick bow and put the mics back into the stands. You ran off stage and as soon as you were off to the side you hugged Jordan as tightly as you could. "That was amazing! Oh my God I have never felt anything like that! Thanks Jordan, your an amazing friend." You thought in that moment that if you smiled any harder you may actually break your face.

Dean decided he couldn't take it anymore, if you wanted to be with Jordan fine. He stood up, Sam looked at him with a worried expression, "Where you going?" Dean didn't even look at him, he just finished his drink and turned to walk away. "To have some fun." Sam stood up to stop him but Dean disappeared into the crowd.

You and Jordan were still standing beside the stage coming down from your performance high. Jordan smiled and took both your hands in his, "Honey can I ask you a question." Looking up into his face you laughed and squeezed his hands, "Of course you can! Ask me anything!" Jordan pulled you a little closer and leaned down to talk into your ear so he could be sure you would hear him over the music playing. "Why haven't you told Dean your in love with him?" 

You froze, what was with these guys looking right through the walls you had built over the past few years in just a few hours! You took a step back and looked down, "Because I can't stand the idea of him rejecting me. Dean only sees me as a friend. Besides he can do a lot better than me." Jordan put his finger under your chin and lifted your head to look him in the eye. "Take it from someone who knows what their talking about, that man loves you too. I could tell within a minute of meeting him this morning."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. "Alex said the same thing awhile ago." Jordan nodded, "When you've been in love as long as we have been you notice it in other people." Your eyes began to tear up and you pulled Jordan in for another hug. "Thanks Jordan, I'm going to tell him now." Jordan smiled and kissed your cheek, "Go get him babe." Squeezing his hands one more time for support you turned and began making your way back to the table the guys were sitting at. 

When you got there you noticed Dean was missing. "Hey guys where did Dean go?" Sam looked at you like someone had just kicked his puppy, "Um, well he," Sam looked down and wouldn't meet your eyes. A sinking feeling settled in your stomach and you turned to look for Dean. After a second you found him, and you couldn't help the pain in your chest upon seeing him sitting at the bar talking to a blonde woman wearing the smallest dress you'd ever seen.

You watched as Dean smiled and obviously flirted with her, he lifted his hand to brush some hair behind her ear and whisper to her. You couldn't take anymore. It felt like you couldn't pull enough air into your lungs. Turning towards the door you began to leave. "Y/N wait!" Sam called after you. You turned around and looked at your friend, "I'm fine Sammy, I just need some air." He nodded and let you leave, the pain on your face breaking his heart. He turned back towards the table and noticed Jordan glaring at Dean. Suddenly Jordan took off quickly across the room making his way straight for him. Sam and Alex exchanged looks and took off after him.