A/N: Hello there, it's been while, hasn't it. Well, I'm finally back to Love Me. I really love this fic, and the amount of support I've gotten still amazes me. I'll start doing semi regular updates from now on, but for now, here is Chapter 5.

Also, I've went back and changed some of the other chapters, I advise you to at least reread Chapter 4 (mainly the ending) so that you're not confused.

Finally a thanks to my amazing beta pavarotti who's great at not forcing me, but making me want to finish none the less.

Disclaimer: Glee is not mine...yet. But this story is, the notebook I wrote it on is, and so is this laptop.

Chapter 5:

"Hello, all," said Wesley, banging his gavel against the council-men's desk. "I'm sure you're all anxiously awaiting to know who will be joining us this year, and who just didn't cut it."

The boys in the hall silenced immediately, nodding occasionally and sizing up the nervous auditionees sitting to the side of the room. It was Monday, only a week since Jeff had sang "Don't Let Me Go" in the very same room. Today they would finally know if they made the cut or not.

Jeff gulped, glancing sideways to his boyfriend who was seated beside him. Their relationship was being kept a secret, at least for the time being, while Nick got used to the idea. It wasn't that the brunette didn't want to scream from the roof that Jeff was his, Nick was just scared. He had basically been in the closet his entire life, and now having a boyfriend – tough a good change – was a big next step. Making what they had together public wasn't what he saw; it was that they liked each other, very much so, and that was all that mattered.

Jeff, on the other hand, found it increasingly harder as the days progressed to not let the secret slip. He had never had a boyfriend before, but when he dated Amy they used to hold hands all the time. She used to kiss his cheek and rub his arm, things that he and Nick only did in the privacy of their own dorm. He wasn't complaining, he loved being with Nick, even if it was kept as a secret. Jeff just felt really bad not telling any of their friends, especially Blaine, what they had going on. He's not someone who liked secrets.

Nick smiled back at the blonde, making him forget his negative thoughts. Really, Nick wanted to reassure the taller boy that everything would be okay, since he thought that he was worrying about getting into the Warblers or not. He sighed, hoping that the blonde would remember the conversation they had had the previous night.

**36 Flashback**

Jeff and Nick were sitting on the floor in their room, their backs pressed against each other. The music of McFly, Jeff's favorite band, played softly in the background as they each worked on their respective homework. There was a comfortable silence, especially since this was how they tend to sit whenever they do their schoolwork.

"Nicky, what if I don't make it? Please promise me that you'll still do it. Even if it's without me?" Jeff asked, voicing what had been on his mind all weekend.

The brunette sighed, crawling around to face him. "Jeffie, you'll make it. The guys all loved your performance!" He paused, leaning up to kiss his cheek softly. "But if it makes you feel better, I promise that I won't quit, as long as you promise the same.

The taller boy nodded, murmuring, "Of course," as he pressed a chaste kiss upon his boyfriend's lips.

"Good," Nick replied, moving back to their previous position and got back to studying for his History test.

Jeff looked down at his biology textbook, but wasn't able to read a word of it. His mind was still reeling, as he knew that he wouldn't be able to be in the accapella show choir without his boyfriend by his side. He felt awful about lying to Nick, but the brunette wouldn't be happy if he knew the truth.

**36 Flashback Over**

"We'll announce who will be a Warbler this year by grade," explained David. "Beginning with the seniors. When we call your name, well if we do, please go to Thad and Nathan. They will give you a rehearsal schedule and a Warbler pin. This pin, which is of our bird Pavarotti, must be worn on your blazer at all times. It will help you get out of trouble with a majority of the teachers as well as allowing other students to identify people whom they know they can talk to."

"And now, without further ado, can we please have Like Hoffman, Maxwell Lynch, and Thomas Lin," called out Wesley, reading off a sheet of paper where him and the other council member wrote who they wanted in the show choir next year.

The three seniors stood to accept their pins as the rest of the room watched. The current Warblers whispered quietly as they clapped, sizing up the newest singers to join their already successful group. Meanwhile the boys who also hoped to get in fidgeted nervously. They were more than aware that there were only ten open spots, with three already gone and twenty of them seated. The chances were slim.

"And now for the juniors," continued Wesley once the other boys were seated again. "There are ten of you and though you were all very good, we would only like Charles Quinn to join us."

Jeff gulped, looking nervously from Nick to Blaine. Blaine was very obviously nervous. He had his head in his hands and his legs flat on the ground. Nick, unlike the boy with the gel, was seemingly calm. He had his hands in his lap and his face was watching placidly as the older boy received his pin excitedly.

Wesley coughed loudly before continuing. "As for the sophomores, we were extremely impressed with you all, and your talent especially. We would like all three of you, Clark, Jason, and Carson to come receive your pins. We're glad you'll be joining us this year."

The remaining freshman watched nervously as the Lawson triplets took to the front of the room. There were only three spots remaining, and there were four of them who wanted it.

"And finally, the freshman," announced David with a smile. "All four of you blew us away, especially a certain little Anderson, but sadly we can only have ten new people every year, and there are only three spots left. So, can we please have Blaine Anderson, Trent Nixon, and Jeffrey Sterling."

The room silenced, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Blaine slowly stood from his seat, blushing furiously from the compliment. Trent joined him silently, more stunned. The two looked back at Jeff, who was staring incredulously at the three council members.

"Excuse me?" he asked softly, standing as well. "Nick deserves to be in!" he protested, still keeping his cool.

"I'm sorry, Warbler Jeff, but he did not make it. If he would like to audition again next year, he may and we will reevaluate him," Thad said, handing Blaine and Trent their pins.

"No!" yelled Jeff, anger and frustration laced in his voice. "Nick is the best singer and a perfect boyfriend!"

Everyone froze.

Nick stared up at the blonde, more shocked than anything else. He wasn't too surprised about not making it into the Warblers; he did crack and cry during his audition after all. He just gaped at Jeff, unable to believe that he had just said that. Nick had no idea what to do, though his instinct was to run, he knew that that wouldn't fix anything. One thing was for sure; he wasn't thrilled with his boyfriend right now.

Blaine was taken aback as well; he watched the taller boy with wide eyes from where he was standing beside Thad and Trent. A grin slowly made it's way across his face as his mind processed what his friend had just blurted out. Nick and Jeff were finally together. In a way, Blaine was almost proud of himself for helping the couple. His smile faded, though, when he realized that Jeff had just blurted out what seemed to be a secret to the entire accapella group, which couldn't be good.

Wesley cleared his throat, unsure of what to say or think. This was a new one for the Warblers. "I'm not sure how being a good boyfriend would make him a better singer or Warbler, but regardless, our decision has been made. Please accept your pin."

Jeff nodded, sitting back down.

"Go get your pin," urged Nick with a warning whisper that meant business.

The other boy shook his head stubbornly, his blonde fringe falling into his eyes. He didn't want to be a Warbler without Nick.

The brunet sighed, pushing his boyfriend up to his full height. "Go," he murmured forcefully, pushing his back lightly. Jeff was going to be in the Warblers whether he liked it or not.

A/N: So what did you think? Reviews really make me happy! You can also send me asks on my tumblr (bmonteithcrisslopez).

Also a shout out to Alex and the other lovely anon's who have told me that they loved this story, it means a lot more than you think!

~ xoxo Bea ;)

In the next chapter: The aftermath of Jeff's little confession. What will Wesley and David think of the new kids sudden outburst? What will Blaine and Trent say to their best friends? What about Nick and Jeff? Will Nick's anger over the secret being out be too much for the budding romance to handle? What will happen when there's another couple kept hidden as well? Find out in Chapter 6