Author's Note: I just wanted to say thank you to those of you here and on Tumblr that gave me the kind words that you did. I like where this story is headed and I'm glad to have you guys here with me. I of course also want to thank my beta for this chapter, that I would be lost without. I have some visuals to go with some things at the bottom so feel free to check them out to get a better view of where my mind is. Let me know what you guys think. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

He was lying on his back, and lazily turned over to look at the screen.

"Oh no..." It was a text from Sebastian. He froze for a moment, not knowing why he just got so nervous. Kurt just shook his head, confident that he was just being silly and opened up the message.

To Kurt: Sorry.

Well that wasn't worth the freak out he just had. But wait, this was Sebastian we were talking about, and he never apologized. Heaven forbid he ever admitted he was wrong about anything. Kurt brushed his thumb over the screen and smiled to himself thinking 'I'm so screwed.'

To Sebastian: You have nothing to apologize for, Sebastian.

To Kurt: Coffee?

Kurt stopped, staring down at his phone and shook his head. He wanted to say no, needed to say no, but couldn't muster up the courage to do it. He wondered how Blaine would feel if he found out about this. Well, it is just coffee he thought to himself but then he began to think, what if he knew about the rest? What if he knew that sometimes when he kissed Blaine, thoughts of Sebastian came rushing through his mind? What if he knew that those Friday nights were spent in the Smythe home, his arms wrapped around Sebastian's neck while the taller boy lavished his? Kurt felt his stomach begin to tie in knots and bit his lip hard in an attempt to shake the thoughts away.

To Sebastian: Sure, why not? Same place?

To Kurt: Same place.

It's just coffee, he thought. There was a coffee place near Sebastian's home that had opened up about a month ago when they first started hanging out. Not too many people had known about it yet and Kurt loved the coffee there. It wasn't too long before Sebastian knew his 'usual' and started surprising him with it from time to time. Kurt had started to see a sweeter side of Sebastian over the weeks they spent together, and it wasn't until now that he realized just how different that side really was from the man he knew. Kurt grabbed his keys and went downstairs.

"Where you headed, kiddo?" Burt called from the kitchen as Kurt headed for the door.

"Just going for a drive, dad. I'll be home soon." That was as convincing as it was going to get. Hopefully his dad wouldn't press much and just let it go.

"Wouldn't you rather stay here and help with the sh-Never mind, just be careful." Burt stopped himself knowing that Kurt would probably feel too guilty to go if his dad asked for help. Kurt just smiled at him and sang song an "I always ammmm!" before heading out the door.

Kurt started the car and turned up the radio. He started backing the car out of the driveway when he stomped on the brakes, the car letting out a shrieking sound. Kurt just paused, listening to the song that just so happened to be playing...

Well my girl's in the next room

Sometimes I wish she was you

I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

It sounds so sweet

Coming from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

Kurt's mind flooded with all of the thoughts he had of Sebastian. The way that first night in his bedroom, once Kurt walked in, Sebastian closed the door and slammed Kurt against it, his lips crashing against him. He grabbed his wrists and held his arms up above his head, pressing into him as hard as he could. Sure they never did more than make out but it sure did more to him than any other kiss did.

"KURT! Kurt, are you okay?" It was his father voice coming from the front door and he was now walking down the steps towards him. Shit. Kurt thought to himself. He forgot how loud that brake must have been and just smiled at his dad.

"Sorry, Dad. I hit the wrong pedal." He said with a fake laugh. Burt just eyed him suspiciously and nodded, heading back inside. Kurt backed up again and started to the coffee shop. He couldn't help but get lost in the song, the words, every lyric hitting every damn feeling he didn't want to acknowledge. Before he knew it, he was already pulling up across the street. It was just like he remembered. This wasn't your ordinary coffee house; it was in a nice, secluded area of town. In the back they had an outdoor area that was so serene, so calming, and dare he say it? Romantic. The scenery was beautiful. The glow from the flames on the tables that shone a light on the trees and plants around them gave the area a beautiful light. Kurt got out of the car and walked to the door. When he gave the woman his name she smiled cheekily at him and led him to the outside area.

Kurt took a deep breath and walked outside. He looked around and saw that it was empty. It was still as beautiful as he last remembered. His eyes stopped at the table in the far left where Sebastian had been seated. He looked so at ease, his nose buried in a book that Kurt couldn't make out. He had forgotten just how sexy Sebastian was. He was tall, lean and had one of the most amazingly sculptured faces Kurt had ever seen. The woman turned and walked back inside now, shutting the curtains behind her.

"You came." Sebastian said, not even looking up from his book. How did he k-... Kurt asked himself before his thought was interrupted again.

"Do I have to carry you over, or...?" Sebastian's head turned now to look at Kurt, that smirk painted across his face. Kurt's face flushed; he looked down for a moment then walked over slowly to where the brunette had been seated.

"I didn't think you'd come." He said, a little too matter of factly and Kurt winced. He didn't want to make Sebastian feel bad, but wait, this was Sebastian Smythe he was talking about. This man was incapable of feelings; he was probably just toying with him.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Kurt asked sharply as he took his seat.

"Ouch. Can't a two people just get a cup of coffee without it being something else?" Sebastian asked, almost too innocently. Kurt rolled his eyes at this and pushed his seat back so he could get up. If this was how the next half hour was going to go, he didn't want to even stick around. Sebastian took hold of his wrist again. This was an all too familiar gesture. Kurt's whole body flushed, the heat rising to his cheeks. It was amazing how a simple touch from this man could make him so weak. He didn't even bother pulling away.

"What do you want, Sebastian?" He said tiredly, trying to study the boys face. It was different now; he didn't know how but it was.

"I have to confess something..." Sebastian spoke carefully. Kurt sat up a bit in his chair. This had certainly caught his attention. A confession? What could he possibly have to confess to him of all people? Sebastian shook his head slowly before he started again, tightening the grip he still had of Kurt's wrist.

"It all started that night at Dalton. The reason I was in that hallway..." He paused to take a breath and this was so much more than Kurt's curiosity could bear.

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The Song,

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