And I am here with another story. It's just one for this week, a speciality for Valentines ;). The chapters will be short, but there will be one everyday, I promise.

I don't own glee or Niff.

'Love, N'

Nick signed the note and slipped it through the gaps in the locker two down from his own. He was the only out member on the football team, and he'd fallen for one of the nerds, as his teammates would call him, who also was out, but he was mostly left to himself. Nick moved to his own locker and opened it, just as the blond came round the corner.

Jeff opened his locker and a piece of paper fluttered out. He picked it up and read it through. Poetry.

'Jeff,

You mean the world to me.

I never met anyone

Quite like you.

You gave me hope,

When I was blue.

You let me be

Who I am.

You're the reason

I never ran.

You are who you are,

That's who I want to be too.

The other thing I want

Is to be with you.

Love, N.'

Jeff blushed a little and looked around, wondering just who 'N' was. He didn't know anyone who wrote poetry.

Nick smiled as he watched Jeff read the note and press it close to his heart. No one knew he wrote poetry, it was his secret hobby, and the last thing he wanted was for the sports teams found out, they'd never let up on him about it.

"What are you writing?" Nick jumped slightly as his teammates joined him round their usual lunch table.

"Nothing." Nick tried to shove the book into his bag, as one of them tried to grab it. "Hey. That's private." Nick pulled it back and shoved it into the bag.

"Aww, what has Nicky written in there? Is it something personal? Or a love letter?" Another guy mocked.

"You guys are jerks. I am out of here." Nick shouldered his bag and left his uneaten lunch on the table. He walked through the school and found himself at the room most people would be surprised that any of the jocks knew where it was, or the purpose of it. But Nick wasn't most jocks. He loved the library. He spent a lot of time reading, it took him to a place away from the reality he was stuck in. He walked in, and headed to a chair in the far corner, away from the door, away from the windows. An oversized armchair right next to a heater. He wasn't really paying attention as he crossed the slightly crowded room, and he stumbled as he caught someone's feet.

"Sorry," The other boy said, pulling his legs under the table he was sat at, causing Nick to fight back a blush as he realised who it was.

"Don't be, I wasn't really looking where I was going." Nick replied, smiling a little at Jeff, before continuing. He sat in the chair and pulled his notebook out again, periodically sneaking a glance at Jeff as he finished the following day's note. Every day, for a week. Building up for the big reveal.

Jeff was still buzzing when he came home from school, and it must have shown.

"Did you have a good day at school, honey?" His mom asked, "You're practically glowing."

"I found this in my locker this morning. I don't know who it's from, I don't even recognise the writing." He took the note from his pocket and laid it on the table. She picked it up and read through it.

"Aww, my little boy has a secret admirer."

"Mom." He groaned. The last thing he needed was for his dad or siblings to walk in at that moment. But when was he that lucky?

"What's this about Jeff having a secret admirer?"

"Dad."

"Don't let him take advantage of you, I don't want my eldest son getting pregnant."

"DAD!" Jeff shouted, blushing deeply.

"Honey, we're only teasing you." His mom soothed. "We haven't seen you come home this happy since you came out."

Jeff smiled, before excusing himself to his room. He couldn't wait to see what the following day would bring.