A/N: So this is my first story. I already thank you for even wanting to read it. Or even trying to read it. I shall warn you: my English will probably fail. Also I'm no good writer. But well, see if you can at least read it. Also I'm sorry that it's so short. Probably the next chapter will be longer (if there will be one and I figure out how to do it). Oh, it's Rorbastian! Ok, have fun now.

Sebastian walked down the hallway of McKinnley. He had to find Blaine, no matter what Kurt might think of him. Because if Sebastian Smythe sensed an awesome fuck he wouldn't let him go just like that.

Looking for Blaine he passed by many people. Some cheerleaders, some football jocks and he also saw Kurt, giving him a creepy look. Sebastian only said Hi and that he had to hurry, leaving Kurt angry as hell by himself.

As he wanted to run around the corner, he ran right into somebody. Both of them fell to the ground and the books that this somebody was carrying fell down with a loud bang.
"Ouch," the person shouted as both of them fell. Sebastian noticed that this person - a boy - had a strange Irish accent.

Fast, Sebastian stood up again and even though his mission was a whole other one he suddenly got the strange urge to help the boy he ran into. At least to make sure he was okay.

"Hey, are you okay?" Sebastian asked and reached a hand out for the boy.

The boy sighed and took Sebastian's hand to pull himself up again. "Thank you," he said in his Irish accent again. "I just-," he wanted to stoop and pick up his books but Sebastian was faster and had already picked them up for the boy.

"Here you go," he said as he handed the bunch of books to the boy.

The boy with the Irish accent smiled slightly and looked into Sebastian's eyes mumbling something like "Thanks". Sebastian could notice the boy's eyes. He decided that he really liked them. They looked so pretty and familiar. Yes, those eyes reminded Sebastian of something that's been forgotten such a long time ago. They reminded him of times full with happiness and joy. Times that were gone by already and that never would come back.

At that point, Sebastian shook his head. It was gone, just memories. They wouldn't return even if he wanted them to. And he still had things to do. "Uhm, yeah, you're welcome and I'm sorry, I'm kinda the one who ran you over. I wasn't looking and… Well, yeah sorry."

Again a slight grin flushed on the other boy's face. "Nothing bad," he said and reached his hand out for Sebastian to shake. Sebastian shook it. "I'm Sebastian by the way. And I gotta go." The boy couldn't even tell him his name as Sebastian was already gone. Something deep inside him told him it was better not to know the strange boy's name. Of course his other reason was that he still had to find Blaine but also because that Irish boy reminded him of his past. Of something he clearly did not want to remember because times that were gone were gone and they wouldn't return no matter how much he wanted them to.

Even though he tried to forget that strange boy, Sebastian just couldn't. He felt bad about it – and he was not used to it. Earlier, when he wasn't as tough and charming he had known this feeling and he was sure he had felt it once already. But still – these times were gone by and Sebastian had grown up and became stronger. Still he was searching for the sort of feeling he'd only had once. The one that was even better than multiple orgasms. He really had a lot sex. And some of the fucks were really good. But only once he had felt even better.