Nick and Jeff have always been close, however do they each really know how the other feels? What if being who they truly are puts each other at risk? One thing is for sure. They have to be prepared to run away.

Nick usually slept all through the night but there was something which kept him awake. Something from that day which he had not told anyone, not even his best friend Jeff, about.

Jeff.

He was really important to Nick. They grew up together, went to the same nursery and school and they joined the Warblers together. Although Jeff didn't know it, Nick had had a huge crush on him for months now. Nick knew deep down that there was no way that he and Jeff would be anything more than best friends. And it really hurt him. More hurt than he had ever known in his whole life. He knew that if he lay in his bed any longer nothing would happen, so he got up and walked over to the bathroom which he shared with Blaine, his room-mate/ person who gets what ever he wants. It made Nick sick just thinking about how in the Warblers Blaine Devon Anderson got every solo for every competition. Even though there was a much better singer (in his opinion) than Blaine. He knew that the council basically worshipped the very ground on which their lead vocalist stood and the others like himself, Trent and Jeff were pushed to the back to sing the back-up vocals. It sucked. As he turned on the tap he saw a note stuck to the mirror which said:

I have the one you hold most dear.

Warbler Nick.

Jeff. Was the first name that popped into the brunettes head. Without thinking he pulled on his uniform and left Blaine, who was still dreaming.

All he could do was run to Jeff's dorm. Where, to his horror, he saw that the door had been ripped of it's hinges.

"Jeff!" He yelled

"Nick?" a voice replied

"Jeff!" Nick yelled again

"Nick. C'mon man. Wake up!"

Nick's eyes flew open and he sat bolt upright. Panting heavily. Soon the pants turned into sobs.

"Hey, calm down. It was a dream. I'm here don't worry" a calm voice cooed. The brunette managed to glance up to see only a streak of blonde through his blurred vision.

"J-Jeff" was all he could say before he broke down again, burring his face into the blonde's chest and wrapping his arms around him. Jeff stared down at his best friend. Why was he yelling his name?

"Nick, try and go back to sleep" he says as he attempted to get up and leave

"Wait! Can you swap rooms with Blaine tonight? I don't want you to leave me" he said suddenly. Jeff smiled

"Sure. Anything for you Nick."