I'm still working on my other fic; What A Small World; but I've had this sitting here for ages and really want to start posting it!

Just a heads up...I've never been to university, let alone one that specialises in the arts, so I'm just making up all the details myself

I hope you enjoy reading it :)

The POV is in third person, but I've included thoughts from Blaine, Nick and Sebastian


Blaine couldn't believe that he had made it. He had actually made it. After the long year that was now behind him, he was finally there. Blaine watched as his music teacher explained to the class the details of their final project. It wasn't like any project that had been done in previous years, it was bigger, more important, more team work and counted for half their credit points.

Blaine listened along with the rest of the class, grinning at his best friend, Nick, when he nudged his side. This year, the whole of second year was putting on a production. But this wasn't just for the music students, it was for everyone. The dancers, the singers, the kids from theatre and the musicians. Every student in second year was participating, and Blaine was more than excited for this project.

Everyone in Blaine's music class looked relatively excited, but it was nothing compared to Nick. Blaine eyed his best friend suspiciously, giving him the one raised eyebrow look.

"What's that grin for?" Blaine asked as the students broke off into their pairs that they were assigned for. They were auditioning for different roles in the production, and being divided up into three groups so there aren't too many students working on the one piece.

Nick's eyes widened for a split second before realising that Blaine could see him and quickly composed himself. "No reason."

Blaine raised an eyebrow at Nick, knowing full well that he was far from telling the truth right now. "No reason? Really Nick? Do you honestly expect me to believe that?"

Nick sighed. There was no way Blaine would let this up, and he had kind of wanted to tell Blaine for a while now anyway, so he gave up and just told his best friend the truth.

"Er, this um…this guy that I…kind of…like, he is one of the dancers." Nick admitted with a blush.

"Oh my god, that's so perfect, you'll get to spend time with-" Blaine exclaimed happily when he listened to Nick stutter about his crush, until something sunk in. "Wait, did you just say that the guy you like is one of the dancers?"

Nick had to hold back a squeak. He knew he had said guy, he had said it on purpose, but Blaine had not been expecting it. "I-I…umm, y-yeah."

Blaine gave Nick a sympathetic smile, he knew what his best friend was going through, Nick just didn't know that. They had been best friends for a few months now, but the topic of who Blaine liked or his sexuality never came up, so he never spoke about it.

Nick however, chose not to talk about it because he had only recently come to terms with who he was in the last month of knowing Blaine. He hadn't been ready to tell him until he knew for sure, and since he met the tall, bouncy and energetic dancer, he knew for sure who he was.

Blaine put a hand on Nick's shoulder, causing the boy to look up at him. "You can trust me, you know. I won't judge you."

He assured his best friend, encouraging him to continue. "Thanks. Well," Nick took a deep breath before he explained things to Blaine. "About a month ago I ran into this guy, literally, I walked straight into him and he dropped his coffee on me when we hit the ground."

Nick laughed at the memory, which was funny to him now, but he hadn't found it at all funny when it had happened.

"That is the most clichéd way for two people to meet and then fall for each other." Blaine laughed, easing the tension that Nick felt. He twisted his fingers together a little nervously, but continued nonetheless.

"Oh, you're funny! But, yes I have to agree with you. Only, I didn't see it like that at the time. I was confused. There I was, a straight guy who had a girlfriend, staring into the eyes of some guy as if he was a Greek god."

"I've spent the last month questioning who I am, but I keep getting confused. Until I saw him again, this time it was when he was on the stage in the auditorium. I sat in one of the seats for five minutes just watching him, and everything I felt in that moment as I watched him move flawlessly across the stage told me I knew who I was."

Nick was staring down at his fingers, a small smile playing on his lips. He wasn't embarrassed to tell Blaine about the first time he had seen this perfect, beautiful, talented and – cue blush – hot guy.

"You really like him, don't you?" Blaine asked with a smirk.

Nick looked up at Blaine with wide, honest eyes. "Yes." It was barely a whisper, but Blaine heard if perfectly. He then noticed that Nick again looked completely nervous and his attention returned to his hands.

"Hey, what's up?" Blaine, worried for his best friend, asked as he placed a hand over Nick's. The gesture was simple, but meant everything to Nick. It meant Blaine didn't care that he had just admitted to liking guys, it meant Blaine would be there for him and stay his best friend.

"He doesn't like me back." Nick said, a little defeated. Okay, more than a little, he was pretty crushed.

Blaine knew the feeling and sympathised for his best friend. "I'm sorry man. Do you know for sure, though?"

"If the countless comments he makes about 'that hot chick' are any indication to what team he plays on, then yes, I know for sure."

When Blaine looked at Nick's expression to gain a sense of how his best friend was feeling, he immediately felt his chest tighten. He could see the glisten in Nick's eyes and the tiny wall of clear liquid built up on his eyelids.

"Aw, c'mere." Blaine wrapped his arm around his best friend's neck, letting it rest right against the crook of his elbow as he held Nick against his side.

Nick let a small tear slip from the corner of his eye as he leant into Blaine. "Argh, this is stupid."

"Hey, hey…no it's not. You're allowed to be upset by this." Blaine pulled Nick closer so he was facing him more and wrapped his other arm around his best friend.

Nick buried his face into Blaine's neck. The first tear was the only one that fell, but Nick needed the comfort Blaine was giving him. Blaine didn't say anything, he just held his friend.

After about five minutes of silence from both boys, Nick shifted under Blaine's arms and began to sit up, but stayed in Blaine's arms. He kept his eyes on his hands and asked the question that he had been itching to ask. He was worried that Blaine hadn't really registered what he had told him.

"Blaine?"

Blaine noted the worried tone in Nick's voice and prepared to keep his expression neutral, not wanting to upset him further. "Yeah?"

"How are you so…okay with this?" Nick asked in confusion and slight…hurt? as if he was preparing himself for Blaine's rejection.

Blaine was taken aback by the question as he had no idea what part of this he could not be okay with. "What are you talking about?"

"This…" Nick gestured to his hand, the one holding onto Blaine's that was hanging over Nicks' shoulder.

Blaine looked down at his and Nick's clasped hands in confusion. "I'm not following."

Nick found Blaine's eyes and gave him a look that Blaine couldn't figure out. "How are you okay with this…" Nick held up his and Blaine's hands that were holding each other tightly and huffed. "I know people here are accepting and I'm not saying that you wouldn't this be a little weird for you because I'm…g-gay, Blaine?"

"No, because you're not the only one."

Nick's eyes widened as he stared up at Blaine. "Y-you are too?"

"Yep, I'm gay. 100% gay." Blaine admitted with a chuckle. "But you don't have to worry about that here, everyone is so accepting. That's half the reason barely anyone knows that I am actually gay, because it's not something that is so rare that it needs to be discussed."

Nick couldn't help but let a grin take over his features as he heard Blaine's words. It really did mean a lot to him that he had a friend like Blaine there to support him. "You know, you really are my best friend, Blaine."

"Aww, you'll make me cry with a confession like that. But, thank-you. And you are too Nick. As corny as this will sound, you're actually the closest friend I've ever had."

Both boys turned to face each other at the same time, eyes locking. They stared for a moment before they wrapped their arms around each other, giving their best friend a tight hug.

Blaine felt Nick's tight grip around his neck and was going to think about how nice it was to have a friend like Nick when he noticed the new arrivals. "Er, Nick?"

"Mmm."

"The dance crew are here."


I hope you liked it!

If you're interested in a Teacher!Kurt fic, I'm currently working on one called 'What A Small World' (Shameless promotion, hehe)

Thanks heaps for reading