"I don't believe you!"
"I swear on Pavarotti. He really said those things to me."
"No, idiot, I can't believe that you turned him down and said no!"
Blaine raises his eyes from his breakfast to glare at Jim, sitting opposite from him, around them their friends' chuckle in amusement.
"Anyway," says James as to apologize. "Pretty forward that Sebastian guy."
Blaine sighs, getting a sympathetic look from Wes and David. "But most of all... he insulted me for no reason. I even tried to be kind with him, but he didn't even give me time to introduce myself. He just started making advances..."
He really doesn't know how to finish that sentence. The way Sebastian treated him last night, made him feel bad all night long. Their first meeting was absolutely the worst of his life, and now Blaine can't stop feeling embarrassed about what happened.
He sighs when he feels Nick's hand patting his shoulder. "Come on B, don't think about it. He's a jerk, you did nothing wrong."
"He's right." Jeff confirms pouring a glass of orange juice. "Talk to him tonight and try to start again. You don't have to feel bad because he's kind of a perv."
"Only kind of? He also told me he was going to teach me how to... do sexual stuff with my mouth."
"Blowjob. Call it a blowjob. God, why are you so afraid of calling things by their real name?"
"Because it's eight in the morning and we are having breakfast and you are totally disgusting, Jim."
Wes sighs, sending his usual glare in the direction of James, before turning back to Blaine and raising his eyebrows. "Has he really told you that?"
"Yeah." Blaine answers biting his slice of bread with jam and avoiding everybody's looks.
His friends remain silent for a couple of minutes, until James speaks again.
"Is this Sebastian at least hot?"
"James!"
"What? Maybe he's gross, which would explain why our little Blainers didn't get laid last night."
Blaine gives him an annoyed look. "Can you please stop calling me that? Cooper said it just one time last June, you can't call me Blainers the whole year."
"Is that a bet? Because I am winning it. I am calling you Blainers as long as I don't find another adorable nickname. Accept it and tell us if this Sebastian is a nice piece of ass."
Blaine grumbles and utters something under his breath andeventually gets lost in his own thoughts, trying to think of words to describe Sebastian, because he is actually... weird.
Those eyes made him feel weird and odd: he's angry and disappointed at him, but still fascinated by some things he can't put his finger on. He doesn't know what to think, because, unfortunately Sebastian is a nice piece of ass.
He's not as beautiful as his legendary crush, that super cute guy Blaine loves to stare at during breakfasts and dinners, but very close to his ideal man. Without even noticing, his look falls to the super cute guy eating two tables away from theirs; on his smile and perfect coiffed dark hair.
"Earth calls Blainers. Stop staring at Josh and tell us about Sebastian."
He jumps up at those words and blushes, ignoring his friends' laughter.
"Well, he is tall... like, very tall-"
"You sure? Because I don't want to point out the obvious, but you are kind of a dwarf!"
"James! Can you just shut up for two minutes and let him speak?"
"But I'm right!"
"Anyway," Blaine cuts him off, sighing deeply. "He's very tall, dark blond coiffed hair, light eyes. He's very thin and well... he has a nice body and the right amount of muscles... he could be without any doubt one of those underwear models-" He stops the sentence there, realizing in that moment what he's just said and looks at the smiles on his friends' lips with wide eyes, his cheeks redden at once. "Wait, it's not that... it's not what you're thinking!"
"Sure Blainers, we got it." Jeff laughs elbowing James and exchanging knowing looks.
"I hate you. I hate you all, just so you know."
"Come on B, we're joking!" Nick chuckles patting him on the shoulder. But Blaine doesn't want to joke; he really can't stand all this chatting right now. He just wants some time for himself to arrange the thoughts on his mind.
He shakes his head and stands up, grabbing his bag from the floor and putting it on his shoulder.
"Please B! Don't get all huffy at us! We're playing with you!"
"Yeah, I know, but I have to go, I need to speak to Mrs Brick for my Math class."
"Liar!"
"I need some time for myself and you laughing at me doesn't help."
"What if we promise we stop? And to gag James? Please don't go!"
Blaine gives them a vacant look and forces a smile. "See you later at Warbler's practice."
After looking over one last time at super cute Josh, he turns his back to his friends and slowly walks towards the door. Unfortunately, he hears James' last sentence before it fades away in the crowded hallways.
"I bet fifty bucks that Blaine and that Sebastian guy are going to sleep together before the end of the year!"
School hours fly by. Blaine attends his classes, meets classmates, blushes every time he spots Josh in the hallways, and for most of time he succeeds in keeping Sebastian out of his mind, as well as the embarrassing events of the previous night.
He can't even go on being angry with his friends, so when they meet for lunch, he jokes with all of them, forgetting what happened earlier that morning. Everything is going well, until he lifts his gaze from his lunch to meet Sebastian's green eyes, which are apparently staring at him from across the lunchroom.
And suddenly Blaine forgets how to breathe. Again.
He hasn't seen him since last night. When he woke up this morning Sebastian's bed was unmade and there was no sign of him. They don't attend the same classes and he hadn't spotted him in the halls. In fact he doesn't even know how old is he, if they are the same age or if he's a senior.
Blaine is still mad at him, somehow confused by his behavior, but those green eyes turn his knees to jelly and make him babble incoherently. And right when Blaine has decided to ignore him, Sebastian winks, turns his back to him and disappears in the crowd.
That gesture leaves Blaine almost breathless, because he clearly can't understand that boy. One day he insults him and the following one he flirts with him?
He loses his appetite and his will to joke with the others, his mind far away, concentrated on Sebastian, his wink, his insults, his gorgeous body, his harsh words, but most of all, his beautiful green eyes.
The afternoon slowly flows by, Blaine tries to focus on his homework and lessons, but the only thing he can truly think about are those marvelous and deep emerald eyes.
Eventually Blaine gets through his first day back at Dalton without too many problems and succeeds in keeping the events of the previous night out of his mind. But he can't seem to shake Sebastian from his thoughts. He tried. He's tried for the whole day, but he just couldn't.
All he really wants is a fresh new start with him, he even thinks about some kind of speech he can say to him:
Hi Sebastian, we started in the worst way possible, but I would like to be your friend without having sex with you.
Gross. This stuff would never work with him. He can already hear Sebastian laughing at him for saying such things. He sighs and slowly walks toward the choir room for Warbler's practice. He's still thinking at Josh – the super cute and handsome Josh – when he enters the choir room and spots his friend standing next to the brown leather couch talking to a very tall, familiar boy…
Oh god, no.
He freezes right on the door, looking at his group of friends with a shocked look on his face.
"Blainers!"
Blaine curses under his breath when he hears Jeff calling him, forces a smile as he reaches them, trying to ignore those green eyes which are fixed on him.
"Hi guys," Blaine says cheerfully, nodding at Sebastian who seems about to eat him alive. God, why is he looking at him with that look?
"Blainers?" Sebastian asks raising his eyebrows.
"It's... it's just a stupid nickname my brother loves to call me and that somebody," Blaine glares at Jim and Jeff, "should stop using because it really pisses me off."
Sebastian doesn't answer, he simply glance at him almost bored by Blaine's reply, making him blush in embarrassment.
It's incredible how his only presence makes him regress to a five year old boy.
"Ok, now that Blaine's here, we can start our meeting." David intervenes, noticing how tense the situation is. "Take a seat everyone!"
Blaine nods at some of his friends, before noticing Sebastian sitting next to James and whispering something to him, making his friend chuckle. He stares at them, oblivious to his surroundings, it's Nick who brings him back to reality.
"B, you don't have superpowers yet. You can't kill him with a look." Nick utters directly into his ear.
"What? Why are you saying this?"
"Because there are two options here: you are either trying to seduce him or you want him dead."
Blaine blushes for that comment, replying slightly angry. "Neither of them, Sherlock. I'm just wondering what he's doing here."
"He wants to audition for the Warblers."
"He what?"
Blaine doesn't realize he's said the words out loud but suddenly silence surrounds them and everybody is turning and looking at him, wondering what's wrong.
Blaine swallows hard and his cheeks flush as red as cherries.
"Is there a problem, Blaine?" Wes asks him with an interrogative look on his face.
Blaine shakes his head, but before he has the time to say anything, a rather annoying voice reaches his ears.
"Our princess here is a little tense."
Blaine turns to Sebastian who's looking at him with a wicked smile on his face, his leg crossed. "I beg your pardon?"
"I said," Sebastian repeats with a sigh. "That you are a little tense, princess."
"Don't call me that, I'm not tense." Blaine's voice comes out harshly, even though he doesn't mean it to.
"I suggest that a good fuck would loosen up your nerves. You know, you should take life easier, babe."
Blaine flares up at that, opening his mouth to say something in response but he closes it soon after, not able to find the right words to use. Those fucking eyes, it's all their fault.
"...Good. So, we can start our auditions!"
Thank God Wes knows when to stop a very embarrassing conversation and with David's help they start calling the names of the new Warblers-wanna-be.
Blaine should pay attention to the auditions, but he really can't stop staring at Sebastian. The taller boy is completely at ease sitting on the leather couch, his blazer undone, his tie loose around his neck and his white shirt a little ruffled at the front. He keeps gazing at Blaine with a strange smile on his lips.
Blaine, on the other hand, is sitting uncomfortably next to Nick. Anger and rage in his honey eyes.
He plucks up the courage to say something to Sebastian after the first new guy's audition.
"What are you doing here, Sebastian?"
Sebastian smiles broadly. "I'm auditioning for the Warblers."
"Why?"
"Why shouldn't I?"
Blaine bites his lip, but before he can find some kind of answer, Sebastian stands up and reaches the big piano in the center of the room taking his blazer off and making himself the center of attention.
Everybody looks at him sitting on the bench and play some notes to make sure the piano is tuned. Then he turns to the crowd, to Blaine most specifically, and winks at him, just like he did at lunch.
Blaine doesn't even have the time to ask himself why he did that because Sebastian starts to play an enchanting melody which completely fills the choir room.
His fingers travel fast on the keyboard, producing very beautiful sounds which leave everybody speechless.
Then Sebastian starts to sing and Blaine almost loses his mind.
Because it was okay when Sebastian was just rude, it was easy to define him as a very bad person. But now, now it's different, because Sebastian has a fantastic voice and amazing skills when it comes to playing the piano. Blaine can feel his heart melt in his chest because of his low tuned notes; he feels funny and the worst part of it all is that he finds Sebastian so very beautiful right now.
He hates that feeling. He hates that he has those feelings towards a boy who can't care less about him.
The Warblers wait for Sebastian to play the final notes before they start cheering and applauding him, but Blaine doesn't feel like joining in the praises. He crosses his arms tightly around his chest and blushes, because that performance should deserve all his compliments, but he's not going to give them, not to Sebastian, not even in a million years.
When Sebastian turns around looks for his honey eyes and Blaine is almost forced to lower his gaze to the ground.
"Well, congratulation Sebastian." Blaine hears David saying. "Welcome to the Warblers!"
The crowd around him cheers happily, but Blaine feels a pain in the chest. He swallows hard and makes a disappointed face, shaking his head and reaching down next to the couch to grab his bag. He needs to leave. He needs to stay away from Sebastian, his talented skills and charming voice.
He is about to leave, when David calls him back. "Blaine? Where are you going?"
Blaine stops on the door, turning slowly to the crowd.
"I've got... homework to do." he states bitterly.
"Can you please stay for just one minute? We need to discuss the role of the Captain."
Blaine frowns, looking confused at his friends. "Discuss? I thought you were going to name me as Captain? The council told me last year."
David exchanges a knowing look with Wes and Blaine starts to worry.
"We decided that this year it would be better to have two captains. We'll have auditions and then we'll have to decide on solos for competitions, so that everyone has the same chance."
Blaine opens his eyes wide and immediately turns his gaze to Sebastian.
"Is it because of him?" he asks angrily. "You don't even know what kind of asshole he is! You promised that role to me!"
"He can sing, Blaine." Wes says calmly. "He sings as good as you do, and if we want to win this year, we'll need all the help we can get."
Blaine feels hurt at those words. He knows he shouldn't, but he can't help it. That was his spot, and Sebastian has taken it away from him and he's only been at the school one day.
He babbles something to show his disappointment but he can't find anything smart to say and when he looks around the room, he notices that everybody shares David and Wes' thoughts.
He closes his eyes and breathes deeply; trying to bottle the anger he can feel in his chest. He forces a smile before turning his back to the Warblers and leaving the room.
But before he can leave, he hears Sebastian calling him, and in that moment he realizes just how much he already hates him.
"Blainers, don't be frightened by my talented skills, I am sure you too, can take advantage of my gifted mouth and fingers!"
Blaine leaves the shower cubical much more relaxed. He's not totally calm, but at least he's not as angry and disappointed as when he entered the room slamming the door and dropping all his stuff on the bed.
He avoided thinking while he was under the stream of water, but now his mind drives him almost automatically to his behavior in the choir room. He looks his reflection in the mirror and feels a little ashamed for what he did in front of everybody, running away like a spoiled child. Well, maybe he feels very ashamed for that gesture but it was totally out of his control. He sighs, thinking about the apologies he'll deliver to his friends during dinner or tomorrow.
Pathetic. Blaine feels really pathetic right now. He was rude to his friends because of some stupid role in the choir group, and most of all, he fought with Sebastian like a child. Actually, they were both rude and impolite to each other as well as their friends; Blaine doesn't blame only himself for what happened.
He needs to talk to Sebastian, make him understand that he can't behave that way. If they can't be friends, the most sensible thing to do is avoid each other, since they have the whole year ahead of them but Blaine still really wants to insult him, he can still hear Sebastian's joke in his ears and wishes he could forget them.
He gets dry, thinking about some way to introduce that speech to Sebastian, but curses under his breath when he learns that he forgot his tracksuit on the chair next to his bed.
He snorts, annoyed, and makes his way out of the bathroom, hoping that there's no one there.
He's not that lucky; as soon as he comes out he is greeted by a whistle of approval in his ears. He turns to face Sebastian, noticing him half laying on the bed, reading a book, a pair of glasses on his nose and a lit cigarette between his fingers.
"Fuck, you are actually hot. You are the last person I want to share this room with, but babe, my proposal is still on. I'll make it worth your while, you can be sure of that."
Under that gaze and with the stink of smoke in his nose, Blaine loses it.
He puts his tracksuit on angrily and reaches out at Sebastian, to tear the cigarette away from his fingers and puts it out in the ashtray on the bedside table.
"I said, no cigarettes in this room."
Sebastian snorts at him, looking frustrated. "Fuck off Anderson, I do what I want."
"Why are you so mean and rude? Smoking bothers me and it's bad for you, you'll ruin your voice this way! And since it's the two of us here, you can go outside to smoke."
"Thanks for this fucking lecture, mother. Are you finished?"
"Io... no! Can you tell me why you are so rude to me? Did I do something to offend you?"
"You did nothing, Anderson, absolutely nothing. Which is a pity, because I would love it if you used your mouth to do something very entertaining."
Blaine blushes and God, he really wants to slap him. Hurt him. He's about to shout some kind of insult at him, when Sebastian stands up and gets close to his face: he grabs his shoulder and holds him in place so that he can't step backwards.
They are way too close, Blaine can feel Sebastian's smoky breath on his lips and those eyes are still hypnotizing him. He can't move. He can't do anything.
"Now listen to me, Blaine Anderson, because there's no way I'm going to repeat myself." Sebastian hisses against his lips. "I always get what I want. Always. I am not spoiled, but when there is something to chase, you can be sure it will be mine. It's always been like this. Now, the lead role of the Warblers is what I want, and I will get it."
Blaine swallows hard but is unable say anything.
"Try to get between me and what I want and it will be the last thing you will do. You are a nice piece of ass, I can give you that, but that role is mine, even if you behave like a spoiled child."
"But I-"
"And I don't care of being your friend, so you can stop trying, because I know people like you. You think you can be friend with everybody, so that you can't see how empty and pathetic you are. I don't want any of that, so stay away from me."
At those words, Blaine can finally find the strength to take a step backwards and get away from Sebastian's tight hold. He knows Sebastian can read the pain in his honey eyes, but he can't hide it somewhere in his mind. It's there in plain sight, Sebastian's insults still hurt him no matter what.
Sebastian simply smiles at him, draws out a cigarette from the box on the bedside table and leaves the room slamming the door without glancing back at Blaine.
Blaine bites his lip, switches off the lights and snuggles under the cover, ignoring everything beside the pain he feels in his chest.
He just hopes to fall asleep as soon as possible.
Thank you for all your kind reviews, I am so happy you like this story :3 Hope you like this chapter as well, even if Sebastian is some kind of a jerk :D
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