Hey! I hope you all enjoy this story because I find it really interesting to write. I wouldn't even had this up if it wasn't for my amazing friend Kira! She helped me with the idea, the plot and what should happen in the future. So many thanks to her! Hope you all enjoy! :) Niff 3

Chapter One

Help me. Help me! I don't know where I am!

Nick jolted awake. Like every night he had another one of those dreams. Another spirit coming to him for help. He had never heard one sound that scared before though. It was haunting. No pun intended. Usually when he woke up from these dreams the spirit was in his room just waiting for Nick to help them. But as Nick rubbed his eyes and looked around his room, he didn't see one. On most occasions if there was a spirit in his room at night he would just tell them to come back in the morning and he would go back to sleep. But this voice was in his head. He couldn't get it out. He just wanted to find the spirit and help him. Save him, help him get to where he belonged. But he couldn't do that when he didn't see him. It took hours before Nick finally fell back asleep, only to be woken up an hour later by his alarm clock. Nick hated having to get up this early but that's what he gets for picking a class that meets so early.

College life wasn't as fun as Nick had always imagined it. He thought he would go to parties with his friends instead of going back to his apartment and studying every night. Especially since there were quite a few friends from high school that ended up going to the same college as him. But Blaine was always with Kurt, and Wes was always with David. He was the odd man out. He didn't have someone like they did. A boyfriend in Blaine and Kurt's case or a best friend in Wes and David's case. So instead, he went home every night, worked on his assignments and would help any spirits he managed to meet that day. Sometimes he felt like he was closer to the spirits then he was his friends. It's not like he could tell his friends about being able to see spirits. They'd probably think he was insane.

Ever since he was little, if he ever let it slip he saw a spirit, he'd end up losing whoever it was he had told. In third grade he got caught talking to 'no one' by his best friend Adam and tried to cover it up. But he couldn't lie to his best friend. So he told him the truth. Then Adam just called him a freak and ran away. He never talked to him again. And in middle school when the school bully heard him yelling to someone named Alice and looked in the door and saw no one, he beat him up. Alice was the bully's sister who had just drowned. The bully thought he was making fun of him for it and beat the crap out of Nick. After that, he vowed to never talk to a spirit where someone could hear him again. Sure, his family knew. His aunt could see them as well so it didn't come as much of a surprise when he told them. So he felt comfortable talking to them in his own home. He even sometimes faked seeing them when he was younger to get out of awkward conversations with his parents. He'd say one needed his help and then escape into his room. But now that he was on his own, the only place he could talk to them was in his apartment. And if any of the neighbors heard, they'd just assume he was on the phone.

Nick finally rolled out of bed and slumped into the bathroom to take a shower. He turned the water on cold so it would help wake him up. He stepped in the shower and began to clean himself. But as he was rinsing the shampoo out of his hair he heard the voice again.

"Someone? Anyone?"

Nick opened the shower curtain and stuck his head out. He was sure this was the same voice. Filled with sorrow and helplessness. There wasn't anyone in the bathroom. He quickly finished rinsing his hair and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. He slowly walked back into his room to make sure he didn't scare away the spirit that might be in there. When he peeked his head in, he saw him. The most beautiful sight he ever laid his eyes on. He had bright blonde hair that swept just perfectly into his eyes. The most amazing brown eyes that looked so beautiful even filled with sadness. He didn't dare let his eyes trail farther down already afraid of what he was thinking. This was a spirit. He had never been attracted to a spirit before. I mean, sure there were some one's that were kind of cute. But nothing like this. This boy was stunning.

The boy looked at the figure in front of him. And Nick swore he saw him blush. Could spirits blush? Well this one just did.

"Who are you?" Nick asked, slowly approaching the spirit.

"M-My name is Jeff. W-Where am I?" The spirit asked, looking around.

"You're in my apartment. My name is Nick."

Jeff looked back at Nick, some horror in his eyes. "W-Why am I here? How did I get here?"

"You're probably here because I can see you. Spirits are drawn here because they know I can help them," Nick answered, trying to calm the boy down some.

The boy's eyes widened. "Spirits? You mean like g-ghosts?"

Nick nodded. "Yes, you could call them that. Usually you guys prefer the word spirit though."

Jeff's eyes widened even more. "W-What do you mean 'you guys'? A-Am I a spirit? Am I dead?" He started to panic.

Nick stepped closer to the boy. "It's okay, I'm going to help you."

"How did this happen? I don't remember anything! I just remember being at my cousin's house and then the next thing I know, I'm here!" Tears started to form in his eyes.

"Shh, it's all going to be okay, Jeff. I promise you." Nick had the sudden urge to hug the boy and stroke his hair, telling him everything was going to be okay. But he couldn't. If he attempted, his arms would just go right through him.

"How can it be okay, I'm dead!" Jeff yelled, the tears finally falling.

Nick frowned, knowing he didn't really have an answer for that. He didn't have time to think of a response when Jeff started again.

"What do I do? Where am I supposed to go? What about me family?"

"I can help you talk to your family. If that's what you want." Nick offered.

Jeff shakes his head. "No. I can't see them. Not yet."

Nick nodded. He had been through this so many times before. But this was…different. This time all he wanted to do was lay down on his bed with Jeff, hold him close while he cried and tell him that everything was going to be okay. But he couldn't think that way. He couldn't do that. He was a spirit. Incapable of being held in Nick's arms.

"So what would you like me to do to help?" Nick sat down on his bed, still only wearing the towel.

Jeff sniffled. "I don't know. I've never been dead before," he says and chuckles darkly. "But you said you've helped spirits before, right? What do you do for them?"

Nick thought about this for a minute. "Well, usually there's someone the spirit would want to talk to. A family member, a friend, a lover. Is there anyone I could talk to for you?"

Jeff shook his head. "No. Not now anyway. In my last memories my family was mad at me. They wouldn't want to hear from me."

"Of course they would. They're your family no matter what. I'm sure they love you and would like nothing more than to hear from you." Nick said as he looked at the boy. He looked so small and helpless just standing there.

The boy sighed. "Does it have to be now? Or can it be later? Because I would like to tell them that I'm okay. But, not yet. I want them to cool off first. Have a chance to miss me. Does that make sense or does it sound completely awful?"

"No, I understand. I can't make you talk to them if you don't want to. We can do it whenever you're ready." Nick smiled weakly at Jeff.

Jeff managed a small smile in return. And if that small smile wasn't one of the most beautiful things Nick had ever seen.

"So…what now?" Jeff asked, looking around again.

"Well, there's not much else I can do. You can go anywhere you'd like now. See anywhere you ever wanted to see. I don't know how it works but ask another spirit and they can show you." Nick regretted saying that instantly, not wanting the boy to leave him.

Jeff shakes his head. "I don't want to go anywhere. I know this sounds weird but…can I stay here with you? I…t-trust you."

Nick smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. "Of course you can. I have college classes and you're more than welcome to come with me. I just can't talk to you anywhere outside of the apartment. I'd get very strange looks since others can't see you. But you can also stay here if you'd like. I come back in between almost every class. And if you get bored here you can just come find me. It's up to you."

Jeff smiled. "I think maybe I'll stay here today. And come with you tomorrow if you don't mind?"

"No, I don't mind at all. I really don't know what you can do here, though. Spirits have told me they can touch things if they really concentrate but it takes a lot of energy out of them," Nick said.

"Wow, you know more about what I am then I do," Jeff laughs.

Nick chuckles. "Well, I've helped a lot of spirits throughout my life time.

"You're whole life?" Jeff asked, eyes widening a bit.

Nick laughed at his reaction. "Yeah, ever since I can remember. But we'll have to talk about that later. Right now I have to get ready for class. My friends will be wondering where I am."

"Oh, I'm sorry about holding you up." Jeff said shyly.

Nick smiled at him. "Don't be sorry. I'm glad I can help you in any way that I can."

Jeff smiled in return. "Well, let me get out of your room so you can get dressed." He says as he makes his way out of the room.

Nick nodded as a thank you and closed the door. It wasn't really necessary since Jeff could walk through the door but it just seemed like the thing to do to Nick. Once Jeff was gone Nick picked out his clothes for the day and got dressed quickly. He ran a brush through his hair and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Once he was all ready for class he picked up his bag and walked into the tiny living room. Jeff was looking at all the pictures Nick had on his walls. Nick smiled at him.

"You like them?"

Jeff jumped a little, startled at Nick's presence. "Yeah, they're great. Is this your family?"

"Some are my family some are my friends," Nick said, shrugging.

Jeff pointed to a picture of Nick and a girl. "Is this your girlfriend?"

Nick looked over at the picture. "No, that's my cousin. We're really close."

Jeff smiled slightly and turned to look at another picture. "I could look at these all day."

"Well good, I have a ton. I love pictures. That's something you can do today," Nick said as he made his way for the door.

"Bye, Nick," Jeff smiled and waved at him. "I'll see you later."

"Yeah, I should be back around two today. I'll see you then. Bye," Nick said as he opened the door, smiling at the adorable boy.

Nick closed the door behind him and started walking to his car. He couldn't help the goofy grin on his face. There was a gorgeous boy in his apartment. Even if he couldn't touch him.

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