Not Even Remotely Bi-curious.
I was on the floor, I felt like my whole body was on fire and I couldn't get up. I heard laughs and some people walking away. Just before I blacked out I heard someone running to me.
-Sebastian! Sebastian! Are you ok? –Hunter asked, but his voice and face were just blurs in my mind. –Don't worry; I'll take care of you!
Some days early…
-Keep going guys, you're doing great! –Hunter said while we were practicing in the choir room.
-I hate to admit, but he's been doing a great work. –I said to Nick. After some weeks, I had started some kind of friendship with Hunter and now I realized how much he cared about the team.
-Yes he is. –Nick agreed with me.
After rehearsing everyone left, everyone but me and Hunter. I was getting some papers that I had forgotten there the other day and he was looking at some choreography.
-Hey. –I said to Hunter. –I just thought I should congratulate you with your work as captain.
-Oh, thank you. –He said. –I'm not used to hear that.
-Really? Why.
-I came from a place where people show respect, not kindness.
-Well, since we decided to not be enemies, I thought I should be kind to you, but that doesn't mean I didn't mean it.
-Thank you again. –He said. I could tell that he was also trying to be kind.
-You're welcome. –I said leaving the room.
-Hey, Sebastian. –He called and I turned. –Can I ask you a favor?
-Of course. –I said remembering when he let me come back to the team. –I kind of own you that.
-No you don't. We're already even about that; but talking about the favor, I'm having some trouble with the setlist, I'm not used to your style.
-That's ok. –I said. –Of course I can help you.
-Great, you can be my co-captain.
-Really?
-Really.
-I, I can't thank you enough Hunter. –I said.
-Just help us win Sectionals.
We spent some hours thinking until we decided the songs: Whistle and Live While We're Young.
-I think this time we got it. –I said.
-Amazing. –Hunter said. –But I have the feeling something is missing.
-I know what you're thinking, the Warblers miss Blaine Anderson and his Pink/Katy Perry songs. –I said leaving.
At night, I got some time to think and realized how much I missed Blaine too. I know that I've screwed all my chances to date him, but I was still his friend, so I decided to bring him back. It was what I was needing now.
The next day I went to talk to Hunter.
-I've got a plan that can make us win Sectionals and can end with that feeling of something missing.
-What? –He asked now interested in me.
-Bring Blaine back. That's all we need.
-What? –He asked.
-You heard me. We need to convince him to come back.
-Are you sure that's a good plan? –He asked in doubt.
-Of course. I just don't know how to do it.
-Leave it to me. –He said.
At night I saw Hunter leaving and coming back to Dalton holding something.
-What do you got there? –I asked. –Tell me you didn't kill anyone.
-Of course not! –He said like I was an idiot. –I stole their Nationals trophy.
-You what?
-I stole it, and when Blaine comes to take it back, we will convince him to come back.
-You're crazy Hunter!
-You asked for help, didn't you? –He asked going back to school.
The next day, just like he had said, Blaine came to talk to us.
-What do I do? –I asked him.
-Just lead him to me and I'll do all the work. –Hunter said.
I found Blaine and then took him right to Hunter. While chatting with him I realized how much I missed his voice and his gel and all those stupid little things.
We entered in the choir room where Hunter was waiting.
-I knew they would send you. –He said. Allow me to answer the obvious questions. I'm Hunter Clarington, I am the new captain of the Warblers, and I'm not even remotely bi-curious.
My heart stopped for a second. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but when he said those last words I just wanted to cry. I told myself to grow up and forget about it; it's not like we even had feelings for each other, or that's at least what I told myself.
-How are you captain of the Warblers when… -Blaine started to ask.
-When you've never seen me before? –Hunter asked.
He then explained everything about the scholarship and the military school.
-Now where's the trophy? –Blaine asked.
Hunter laughed and then said:
-Don't worry, it's safe. It was just bait after all. See, you're kind of a legend here; I like that; so here is my offer, your little diversity club can have its Nationals trophy back when you rejoin the Warblers.
Now I was just impressed with Hunter, I never thought he would actually blackmail Blaine.
-An why would I ever leave McKinley?
- Why would you stay? I heard you only went there to be with Kurt, right? In fact, I hear they even call you Blaine Warbler. They know you don't belong there, so why don't you?
-We all know the real Blaine, Blaine. –I said. –Ambitious, driven, you're a Dalton boy.
-Present the blazer. –Hunter said as Blaine looked at us.
-That's not gonna work on me. –He said.
-Then why be afraid to try it on? –Hunter asked provocatively.
I helped Blaine put the Blazer on and we both felt how comfortable he was.
-Here's the thing Blaine. –Hunter said taking Blaine from me.
At this point I stopped listening because all I could think was that Blaine and Hunter were just too hot to be true. When I woke up from my thoughts I said:
-You know what goes great with a new Dalton blazer? An impromptu song.
-Oh, no. –He said.
-Come on, one song for your old buddies. –And, against Blaine's protests, we started singing "My Dark Side"
-What did I tell you? –I asked after the performance. –Flawless.
Blaine took off the Blazer, but Hunter told him to keep it. Even so, Blaine left the room not whiling to stay.
-It didn't work. –I said to Hunter.
-Just give him some time. –He replied.
We waited a day and then found out that he refused our offer. I was really broken and sad. I sat in the couch and a tear fell through my face.
-Hey, are you alright? –Hunter asked. –Did you like him this much? –Was that pain I heard in his voice?
-Yes, but I should just move on. He doesn't want me back. –I got up to leave the room.
-Hey Sebastian, wait! –Hunter said.
-I'm sorry. –I said. –I just need to be alone for a minute.
I left Dalton and went for a walk; soon I ended up in a bar. Luckily, or not, I had a fake ID and got some drinks. I passed m limits and got drunk; I started flirting with a guy and I thought he flirted back, but when I left the bar, he and his friends came after me.
-Hey teen gay. –The guy said. –Yes you! –He said when I turned. –Do you think you can flirt with me? Do you think I'm a homo freak like you? Maybe I should teach you a lesson.
I ran. I was just so scared and drunk to do another thing. Usually people just accept me because I'm confident and know what to do and the right persons to talk to, but this time I was alone and had done a stupid thing.
When I was almost at Dalton they got me; they beat me up and then let me on the floor. My whole body was in pain and I couldn't call for help, maybe someone heard when I creamed after they hit me, now I was just on the floor, alone, until I heard some steps.
-Sebastian! Sebastian! Are you ok? –Hunter asked, but his voice and face were just blurs in my mind. –Don't worry; I'll take care of you!
He carried me to his dorm, but when he put me in his bed I fainted. When I woke up he was next to me, he was holding some curatives and had a piece of cotton in his hand.
-You saved me. –I said.
-No I didn't. I couldn't get there in time. Who did this to you and why?
I told him everything and after that the only thing he said was:
-You're the dumbest person ever! I thought you were the smart gay.
-I'm sorry. –I said. –It never happened before and won't happen again.
-After you left I waited for you, you know? Do you know how scared I was when you didn't come back? I looked for you everywhere! –He said with a mix of anger and worry and relief.
-You did? –I asked.
-I, I mean, I was worried because you were pretty upset about Blaine; I take care of my warblers. –He was now blushing.
-Thank you. –I said. –And you're pretty good with first aid.
-Thanks, I learned it on…
-Military school. –I completed.
-Yes. –He said with a smile.
-I think I should get going. –I said trying to get up.
-No way, you're still not better. –He said and I was glad he did because when I tried to get up I felt like my whole body was going to explode. –They beat you up pretty bad; I almost took you to the hospital.
-Ok. –I said. –So I'm going to sleep here?
-Yes.
-What about you?
-I'll sleep on the floor; I'm used to it.
-You can go to my room.
-No, you might need me.
-Then we're sharing this bed; I don't want to cause you any more trouble.
-There's no need to Sebastian.
-If you don't lie down here now, I'm going to my room.
-Ok. –He said reluctantly.
He lay down beside me. At first he was uncomfortable, but soon he relaxed and fell asleep. As for me, I had the best night of my life sleeping next to him.