There we were, sitting in warbler rehearsal waiting for Wes, Thad and David to announce who got the solo for regionals.

Nick, Blaine, Kurt and I had all auditioned for it. This was my 6th time, it was tough. I decided to sing the Jonas brother's song 'love bug' and did a massive high on the last note. The waiting is intense. None of us are looking at each other; we're all waiting for the verdict.

"Warbler member's Blaine, Kurt, nick and Jeff, you may enter the room now" we all entered in after Wes had called for us. Nick was very fidgety; this was only his 3rd time going up for a solo.
"Blaine" Wes continued "congratulations on your solo" he finished smiling.

"i-i-i got the solo?" don't act surprised, I thought "congrats Blaine you deserved it!" I pull him into a hug before quickly releasing him. Fuck you Blaine Anderson. Out of the corner of my eye I see the tear's slip down nicks face. We hadn't really talked that much, he wasn't in any of my classes, and we only knew each other from warbler practice.
"Sorry you didn't get in" I say to nick, taking the seat beside him. "It's ok, Blaine's a really good singer" nick looked really sad. I'm going to kill you Blaine Anderson! "Come with me" I say to nick and he follows me down the corridor.

"WH-where are we going" nick asks me as we turn the corner towards the art class.
"Whenever I get mad, sad, angry etc I come here and paint" I replied handing nick a paintbrush and collecting one for me too. "Th -thanks but I'm I'm not a very good, a very good artist" he says handing the paintbrush back towards me "you don't have to be good Nicky, just splash the paint over the paper" shit! I just called him Nicky. "Um j-j-Jeff, why you just called me Nicky?" the brunette says to me smiling and blushing. He looks hot when he blushes. "Um well I have a cousin called nick, and I call him Nicky" worlds worse liar "ok, jeffy" he replied smirking as he stroke the paintbrush over the canvas. Jeffy, I like it.

It wasn't a big deal when I came out. My parents already knew and were waiting for me to tell them, my friends on the other hand, were not very thrilled about it.
"I'm sorry what" James asked me. "I'm gay James"
"I heard you the first time you fucking faggot!" "Please James! You're my friend! You have to accept me for who I am!" an open hand came across my face as I hit the ground sobbing. "James"
"stays the fuck away from me! You hear me sterling" I nod my head slightly, still clutching my cheek. As soon as James was round the corner I let a loud sob escape my mouth. The whole way home I couldn't help but remember the two words he said 'fucking faggot' school was going to be hell, everyone would know by now. I kept thinking about this all the way home. James Cameron can fuck off. My first love, Logan stein found out too. He made my middle school life hell! Everyday I would go to school, get tossed in dumpsters, get food thrown at me and pushed into lockers. I would get home, go straight to my room, and cover up the fresh bruises on my body. I swore to myself I would never love again. But now I find myself trapped in the web of love. In love with one nick duval. I had only seen him in warbler practice, but I knew I liked him. His brunette hair, his green eyes, he had it going on in all the right places. God bless nick duval.

"I see what you mean by stress relief" nick says finishing his painting. "Told you paint does wonders" I continue placing the paintbrush in the sink. "Let me have a look" I finish, picking up the painting. Nick just blushes. "Is that... is that"

"You? Yes it's a portrait of you" hot.

"Oh, well, it's very ah- very me like"

"I'm s-s-sorry" nick completes snatching the painting out of my hand. "I have to – have to go" he says, running out of the room. "Nick – nick wait" I call out after him, but he is nowhere to be seen. Well fuck!

"I drew you too" I whisper smally sliding my back down the cold hard wooden wall.

"Jeff? Are you ok?"

"Yes, of course why wouldn't I be?"

"Well for starter's you've been sitting on the ground for 2 hour's" 2 hours? Shit! "And second your eye's are wet which means you've been crying" well fuck!

"I'm fine Blaine, just leave me alone" I get up wiping my eyes on my jersey.

"Does this have anything to do with nick?" Blaine asks.

"N - No! Why would you say that?"

"Because he's crying too... and you were staring at him throughout warbler rehearsals" well fuck!

"I – I –I d-didn't"

"Don't lie Jeff" Blaine looked at me disapprovingly.

"I'm starting to like him"

"Wait you're gay?"

"Blaine! You already knew that"

"I know" he say's mockingly.

"I hate you!"

"No Jeff, you love me"

"Ha – not true" I say putting on a fake smile.

"So why are you crying over nick?"

"I did something bad and now I have ruined my chances with him" I look down at the ground sadly.

"Jeff, nick isn't gay, you have no chance" well there goes that plan.

"I kn- know, bu- ut"
"no but Jeff! He's not gay; I don't want to see you hurt okay?" Blaine pleads as he places his hand on my shoulder.

"Alright Blaine"

"Good" I fake smile at him and he carries down the corridor. Nick is gay! I know it! And he will be mine! Fuck you Blaine Anderson. He WILL be mine!