Blake and Nellie were still in each other's arms, alone in the dark when Blake remembered the dream he had last night. He dreamed that he had won The Glee Project and that so had Michael. Just like last year when Damien and Samuel won.

Blake and Michael were to play two friends who met in middle school while auditioning for the part of Simba for their school musical. They sang "I Just Can't Wait To Be King". They were both so good that they both got the part. Michael played Simba as a cub and Blake played Simba once he was all grown up. They practiced together and became really good friends. But once they got to high school they drifted apart because Blake joined the football team and Michael joined the mathletes.

One day as Michael's character was walking down the hall he got slushied by some jocks on Blake's team. He went to the boy's locker room to shower. He had just gotten in the shower when Blake walked in coming from the gym after a long hard work out. He also got in the shower. They looked at each other as water rained down on them and they realized how much they missed hanging out, but neither of them would admit it.

Michael started to hum a tune as he tried to get the cherry slushie out of his hair. Blake heard Michael humming and he started the first line of the song.

"I'm gonna be a mighty king, so enemies beware!"

Michael looked at Blake and changed his voice a little to sound like Zazu as he sang the next line.

"I've never seen a king of beasts With quite so little hair."

Blake smiled and then grabbed the bar of soap, holds it up to his mouth like a microphone and continued singing.

"I'm gonna be the mane event

Like no king was before

I'm brushing up on looking down

I'm working on my roar!"

Michael continued mimicking Zazu.

"Thus far a rather uninspiring thing."

Then they both belted the last line together as Sam walked in.

"Oh, I just can't wait to be king!"

Blake and Michael both looked at Sam, they turned red from embarrassment and continued showering.

"You guys sounded great! You should join glee club." Sam told them.

Then the running shower water turned off for a few seconds and then on again shooting freezing cold water at Blake and Michael, the water hit them before they could jump out of the way.

"Cut!" yelled the director. "Everybody take five."

Blake and Michael were on the set filming their first scene together, which happened to be a shower scene. They were wearing skin colored underwear and nothing more. They dried off, wrapped themselves in a robe and waited to do another take. The director was busy all day filming other scenes with the other glee actors and he waited until the last minute to film Blake and Michael's scene. Now the pipes were ruining the scene and they had to call in someone to fix them before they could try again.

Blake and Michael were cold from the sudden burst of cold water that hit them so they decided to go to their trailer to warm up a little. They had to share a trailer since they weren't as famous as the other contenders yet. But they didn't mind at all. They entered the trailer, locked the door and then kissed.

Blake and Michael's cold bodies warmed up almost instantly. The robes came off and they only had on their wet skin colored underwear. The cold wet underwear was no match for the hot rush of blood now filling them up and stretching them out.

Michael reached down into Blake's underwear and wrapped his fingers around Blake. He could feel him getting bigger and harder. Blake kissed Michael, Michael's lips tasted like cherry. Michael dropped down to his knees and pulled down Blake's underwear. Michael's cherry lips wanted to taste Blake. He gently placed his lips around the tip and Blake's body nearly collapsed. Blake tried his best to stand up straight, but the deeper he went in the more his body wanted to melted down to the floor.

Michael picked up speed, letting Blake enter him deeper and deeper that Blake could taste the cherry slushie once more. Blake could not stand any longer so he pulled out of Michael and sat on the couch. Michael stood up and followed Blake to the couch. Michael took off his wet underwear and sat on top of Blake facing him. Michael kissed Blake as his erection rubbed up against Blake's. Blake reached around Michael to grab his butt. Michael's tight body shook as Blake squeezed it. They continued kissing as their erections continued dancing up against each other.

Michael stopped kissing Blake so he could whisper three words into Blake's ear.

"I choose you"

As Michael whispered these words into Blake's ear he came, both back to the real world and in his boxers. This was the dream Blake had forgotten. The dream he had after he cried himself to sleep. It was kind of awkward that he remembered it while hugging Nellie, but Nellie was having a flash back of her own.

As the door closed shut, Michael and Nellie made their way to the bed. Michael was gentle with Nellie, he kissed her gently, touched her gently and eventually laid her on the bed gently. Michael did not want to hurt Nellie, he saw her as a delicate flower, a pretty flower, a flower that if placed in the right hands could live on forever. But Michael knew that his hands were not the right hands.

He stopped kissing her and got off the bed.

"I'm sorry Nellie, but I can't be with you." Michael said as calmly and nicely as he could.

"Was it something I did?" Nellie asked.

"No, you are perfect, but I love someone else." Michael answered as Blake's smiling face crept into his mind.

Nellie was trying her best to stop herself from crying. The pain that she felt as Michael said these words is hard to describe. It's the kind of pain you read about in books, or see in movies but unless you've experienced it for yourself then there really isn't anyway for you to understand it. It's the kind of pain you wouldn't even wish upon your worst enemy. It's the kind of pain Nellie caused Blake once upon a time. She thought of Blake and just wished she could hold him.

Nellie laughed because it was the only thing she could do to hide the pain she was feeling. But Michael knew that laugh all too well and he sat next to her and placed one arm around her.

"I'm so sorry Nellie." Michael said.

Those were the words that pushed her over the edge, so she started to cry. Nellie really loved Michael and she knew she was did the right thing letting him in. Even though it didn't feel that way at this very moment. Although she was in pain this was the good kind of pain, an honest pain. The pain that will help her write a great song someday. The truth hurts, it always has and always will. Nellie was happy Michael was honest with her, but that just made Michael even harder to let go. Michael held her close until her tears had dried, until they both fell asleep together in each other's arms, and the sun had come up bringing with it a new day.

This was what Nellie thought of as she and Blake were wrapped in each other's arms. Nellie was crying, but it was the good kind of crying. The kind that you must do to move on. Blake has always been a good friend and an even better shoulder to cry on. Nellie knew this and she hoped that one day Blake would find someone special. Someone who would be honest, caring, and would love him back. Someone with a nice shoulder to cry on too.

"Are you okay?" Blake asked Nellie as they pulled away from each other.

Nellie smiled and answered.

"I am now."

Blake remembered when Michael had asked him the same question, and how he removed his towel and answered those same exact three words.

"What happened?" Blake asked.

Nellie told Blake everything, starting with the wedding, the dancing, the kiss on the roof, the kiss in the hotel room and ended with Michael's confession.

"Did he say who?" Blake asked.

"I didn't ask him." Nellie answered.

"I choose you." Michael's voice echoed in Blake's ear.

Was it coincidence that Blake dreamed that Michael had chosen him the same night that Michael told Nellie he loved someone else? Once everything Nellie told him sunk in Blake smiled, he smiled like he has never smiled before. Michael has chosen him.

Blake still loved Nellie, but he knew that Nellie would never love him the way Michael loved him. At that moment it felt as if Blake was already on glee. He wanted to burst into song, while a montage of him and Michael played. Even though he wasn't on glee that didn't stop him from having his montage in his head while "More Than Words" played in the background.

Blake and Nellie just understood each other. They knew that they couldn't be together but they will remain close friends. Blake kissed Nellie goodnight on the forehead and then they left the room each going their separate ways, feeling much better than they did when they entered the room.

Blake made his way into the boy's dorm room. Taking quiet steps towards Michael, once he was inches away from Michael's face he leaned into Michael's ear and said

"I choose you." this time he did say the three words he really wanted to say.

Michael was fast asleep, dreaming about whatever good looking guys like him dream about. But Blake knew that no matter where Michael's dreams had taken him, these three words would fly to Michael, find him, and eventually bring Michael to him.

Blake kissed Michael on the lips, not bothering to see if peering eyes were watching his every move. Then Blake laid down in his own bed, facing towards Michael's direction. He saw how the moonlight gently kissed Michael's face and he felt a little jealous. Blake still couldn't believe Michael chose him.

Blake just laid there wide awake. The night was dark, with no stars in sight. Michael was asleep and dreaming in the bed next to his. Blake was tired and sleepy but he was afraid to close his eyes because he didn't want to miss a moment of him. He didn't want to dream now because no dream could be as beautiful as Michael. Blake couldn't help but wonder what he has done to deserve something this beautiful.

"Tell me why, am I the one your heart belongs to, why me?

Tell me why, am I the one that owns a place in your heart, why me?

Tell me why do you love me, why is it me you want?

Tell me why I deserve you, why is it me you want?"

These are the questions Blake sent Michael's way hoping that when he wakes up he would answer them.