AN: Hi guys! It's been a long time since I've written something but I've jumped aboard a new ship and became inspired by a fan vid so here we are! I plan to update as frequently as possible. Realistically that would be a new chapter every other week (bc school takes priority lol). I'm posting this first chapter so I can get feedback from you guys to see if this is any good and if I should continue.

Warnings/Disclaimer: This is a Kurtbastian fic with some minor Klaine, but Kurtbastian endgame for sure. Minor Blaine bashing. Aaaand I don't own anything.

Rated T for now but could increase to M

Here is the url to the wonderful video I am basing this fic off of by openyourheart92x95 on youtube, so go check it out!

Go to youtube then add "/watch?v=pHysuEOrRTY"

R&R please :)

Chapter 1

How did I end up at a trashy party in an NYU dorm room on a random Saturday night in September, drinking a rum and coke, talking to Sebastian Smythe?

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Waking up on a random Thursday morning in September, Kurt never thought for a second that today would be the start of the rest of his life. I mean, when you look at it, every day is the start of the rest of your life, isn't it? But today was different. It was the day that would change his path, the day his life would decide to change directions on him.

Blaine had surprised Kurt by showing up at his and Rachel's apartment on this random Thursday morning in September. Kurt felt overjoyed and extremely happy to see his boyfriend, because the whole long-distance relationship thing was not treating Kurt the best. He missed Blaine like crazy but with school and his internship, it was hard to fit quality Blaine time into his schedule. He had gotten far too busy and felt bad for not giving Blaine as much attention as he probably should have been. But this was his future, school and his internship. When Kurt got denied from NYADA he was really let down, but he had applied to NYU as a backup school just in case and had gotten in. He figured it was still New York, so he might as well be excited. That was when Blaine and Kurt had decided they would try hard to make long distance work. Besides, he was pretty positive that Blaine would get into one of the New York schools he'd applied to and would be up here with him within the next year. But keeping up a relationship through technology alone was not as easy as he had thought.

Kurt, Blaine and Rachel had some breakfast as they chit chatted about school and jobs and made plans for what they could do during the duration of Blaine's stay. They decided missing one or two days of class wouldn't hurt in the long run, so sight-seeing was a must. Then Rachel suggested that they go to Callbacks the next night and show Blaine off to the New Yorkers, or as Kurt was sure she meant, show Brody off to Blaine. He wasn't quite sure what was going on between those two but as Finn had been giving Rachel a very cold shoulder to "give her space", he figured she was allowed to have some fun and human interaction.

Kurt and Rachel got dressed and ready and they headed out to begin their New York adventures. They walked through central park, visited the Statue of Liberty, and ate a really cute café for lunch. When they were all efficiently tired out, they decided to have a movie and dinner night in. Kurt felt like he and Blaine had never even been apart and it was a wonderful feeling to be able to be in his arms again.

The next night, they went to Callbacks as promised and showed off their pipes. After Brody and Rachel sang a duet, a little too perfectly Kurt added in his head, Blaine went up on stage. He was so excited to hear his talented boyfriend sing and his heart fluttered as he heard what song he was starting to sing. But something was off. Sure this was an emotional song for the two of them, it was the first song Kurt ever heard Blaine sing on the day he met him, the love of his life. But Blaine sounded like his heart was bleeding with every word he sang. Kurt was confused. Something was not right.

As they walked through central park after leaving Callbacks, trailing multiple feet behind Brody and Rachel who were talking ahead of them, Kurt could feel the awkward tension radiating between him and Blaine. Kurt decided he needed to break the silence.

"That was…moving. I'm kind of wondering why that was."

Blaine looked like something was tearing him apart inside. Like he was fighting with himself over what he should say. "I- I really missed you is all."

"I missed you too. But…" Might as well come right out with it. "Ok, please stop pretending like there's nothing wrong." The pause that followed was agonizing, the kind of hesitation you can just feel in your bones, waiting for some inevitable blow. He didn't know what was wrong. Was Blaine having too hard of a time with the long distance? Did someone die? Did he decide he didn't want to go to New York for college anymore?

"I was with someone."

And there it was. Like a bullet to the heart. Kurt couldn't speak, couldn't grasp what he was hearing. No. This was Blaine. Blaine, his first love. Blaine, the dashing school boy. Blaine, the boy who didn't want to rush into anything sexual in their relationship for a long while, who suggested they not let their hands stray south of the equator. Blaine who loved him, who helped him have a funeral for a bird, who transferred schools to be with him, who freaked out over Kurt texting someone else. Who called it cheating.

Kurt doesn't even remember much of the conversation after that. He knows he cried. A lot. And Blaine apologized. A lot. Vowing that it didn't mean anything, he still loved him, everything was okay. But it wasn't okay. The person he trusted most in the world blew that trust right out of the water. And he was not okay. He found himself in bed, turned away from Blaine, trying and failing at falling asleep. He could hear the vague sniffling of Blaine crying and god if that noise didn't kill him inside but he couldn't bear to look at him or talk to him right now. He knew if he did he might break. And he couldn't let himself cave. Cheating is cheating. Once your ruin that trust in a relationship, how are you ever supposed to get it back? He could do it again. And if that meant Kurt could have to feel like this again, it's not something he wanted to risk.

Saturday morning was awkward to say the least. Rachel knew something had definitely gone down between them last night and once she felt the intense uncomfortableness of the two of them being in the same room, she quickly disappeared into her bedroom. Kurt just sipped his coffee silently as Blaine ate some toast he made.

"Kurt-"

"Please. Don't"

Blaine sighed as he surrendered once again. He wanted to fight but knew by now that it wouldn't be of any use. He arranged to fly out a few days earlier than he had planned because they were both hurting and they both knew at this point that there was nothing to be done but say goodbye. The goodbyes were awkward and torturous because they still loved each other, but they knew that this was a real goodbye. One that Kurt had once said they would never have. So much for that dream.

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That night, Kurt had decided to do something he usually would never do. But something unusual had happened, and maybe a drastic change in ways could actually do something for his emotions. He knew many of his friends would choose to drink in a time of crisis, and despite the fact Kurt didn't always have the best experiences with alcohol, and despite the fact Rachel looked at him as if he was crazy when he told her, he decided he was going to go out to a party and get wasted.

It wasn't the best plan he had ever had. But at a time like this, where he felt like he had no control of his own life, and he didn't know what was going to happen to him next, he decided to just say fuck it and give it a shot.

And boy was he given many shots.

When Kurt arrived in the dorm building that was known for throwing typical college parties every weekend, he found a series of rooms hosting what looked to be a decent sized party, took a deep breath, and wandered in. It wasn't hard to locate the source of alcohol and once he made it to the kitchen island covered in beer cans and handles of rum and vodka and fireball, he began to find that party goers did not like to see empty hands. College students started coming up to him asking him to do a shot with them and handing him shot glasses. He figured, this was what he came here for, and as his mind started to drift towards thoughts of what Blaine would think of this, he decided to let loose and participate.

As the alcohol from the (…3?... 4?) shots started hitting him, Kurt decided to take a look around the party, but not without someone handing him a mixed drink first. He took his drink and drifted among the various people playing drinking games and dancing, and thought he noticed a few familiar faces but no one he knew well enough to approach. The alcohol had definitely reached his brain by then and he felt content with his decision to come here. This was exactly what he needed to get his mind off- wait a minute… I know that hair.

There was a boy who's back of his head Kurt recognized as someone from Ohio, he just couldn't get his mind to focus enough to conjure up a name. So he decided to approach him. He was watching a game of beer pong with some other onlookers, occasionally commenting on the game to the person next to him. But who was he? When Kurt finally reached the boy, he started tapping on his shoulder continuously till the mystery man turned around.

"Can I help you-? Oh. Kurt! Uh- What are you doing here?" The boy asked and Kurt suddenly realized who he was. It was that smarmy boyfriend stealer, Sebastian Smythe. Unfortunately the alcohol prevented him from realizing he had voiced his revelation out loud.

"The smarmy what?" Sebastian was chuckling to himself over the fact that Kurt Hummel was standing in front of him and he was very very drunk. "Are you okay, Kurt? You seem kind of… well, wasted."

"Well excuse me, Mr. Meerkat, but I think I have every right to be drinking!" At that, Kurt raised his cup of whatever it was he was drinking into the air and the liquid sloshed dangerously.

"Ok I think you should sit down. Come here, come with me." Sebastian took Kurt's arm, something sober Kurt would slap him for, and led him over to a couch that had been pushed to the side to make room for dancing. "Sit."

Kurt really didn't want to listen to what Sebastian was telling him to do but his brain was rattling in his head making him dizzy so he had no choice but to comply. "Why are you helping me and not making fun of me for being sloppy? Ya know what? I don't think you are actually who I think you are!"

Kurt knew that Sebastian went to NYU because he had seen around a few times but he never made any effort to talk to him because, well, it was Sebastian, who he was never really quite fond of. Even after the incident with Dave, his questionably sincere claim he'd been given a reality check and his apology to Blaine, Kurt still didn't trust the guy. There was something about his snarky attitude and the way that it conflicted with his own snide remarks that made Kurt dislike him.

'"Oh it's me alright. But what are you doing here? I knew you came to New York for college but I thought you went to one of those fancy prissy Broadway schools or something."

Kurt gave him a look at the ignorant comment. "No, actually I go here."

"Weird that I've never seen you around." Sebastian caught Kurt's phone as he dropped it trying to pull it out of his pocket. "Actually I take that back. I think I have an idea why. You don't do partying. Or like anything fun. So that leaves us with one question. What brings you to a college party? I'd think its beneath you." He smirked.

Snatching his phone back from Sebastian, "That reminds me… I have someone to yell at." Kurt tries to pull up his favorites so he can call Blaine and give him a piece of his drunken mind.

"Yell at?" Sebastian looks at who Kurt is trying to call. "Wait why do you need to yell at Blaine?"

"That is none of your business." Kurt didn't need to see Sebastian's eager expression when he found out he could jump on the Blaine train. So he ignored him and hit call. The phone rang. Blaine picked up.

"Kurt?"

"Blainnnnne, listen to me, you asshole! Why the fuck would you ever do- Hey!"

Sebastian grabs the phone out of Kurt's hand and quickly hits end. "Kurt, what are you doing?!"

"I am yelling at Blaine what does it look like I'm doing?"

"But why?!"

Kurt sighs and resigns to the fact that he would probably have to talk to Sebastian, especially if he ever wanted his phone back. Maybe venting would be good for him anyways. "Blaine cheated on me."

"He- what? He did what?"

"Please don't make me repeat it." He most definitely would not be saying any of this to Sebastian Smythe if he were sober. "I broke up with him."

Sebastian didn't know what to say. He was quite terrible at comforting people because he used to not care enough to try but ever since he graduated high school, he'd changed. He'd realized that his snarky and bratty, arrogant attitude was immature and maybe it was time to move past that. After the Dave Karofsky incident, he knew he needed to change his ways, but he didn't put in a decent effort to until he started college. Now here he was listening to Kurt tell him that Blaine Anderson cheated and he was so taken aback that he really has no clue what to say.

"I never thought Anderson would do that. I thought you guys were pretty strong."

"Coming from the guy who tried to get my boyfriend to have sex with him?"

"Maybe not exactly the same guy. I- uh… I'm sorry."

"Ok really though, who are you and what have you done with Mr. Meerkat?"

"Ha. Ha. I've just… realized that maybe a change in character was due." Sebastian unlocks Kurt's phone and puts his contact info in.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asks and Sebastian hands his phone back to him.

"Let's get coffee tomorrow. I'm sure you're going to need it."

And that is how Kurt ended up at a trashy party in an NYU dorm room on a random Saturday night in September, drinking a rum and coke, talking to Sebastian Smythe.