Hello there! Did you like my little cliff-hanger ending there, guys? ;)

*evil laughter*

You'll be happy to know that I don't have much to say right now, you can get on with your reading very shortly. I would just like to add that comments/reviews are more than welcome, I really appreciate them! Almost as much as I appreciate you all taking time to read this and hopefully enjoy it. So once again, thank you very (very very very very very) much!

Much love, ohsounicorn!

Ps. It is unlikely that I will be posting a new chapter until Sunday as I am going to my grandparents for the weekend! So apologies for the wait.

Sebastian Smythe

"You really are an ass, you know that right?" Trent Nicholson, a fellow Warbler with an attitude that sometimes got on Sebastian's nerves, told him as he sat a coffee table away from him in the Warbler's practice room. Sebastian was spread out over one of the comfortable, leather couches, drowning in his own self-pity and to be quite frank, he wanted nothing more than to be alone to do so. However, as he had learned the hard way on a number of occasions, leaving someone alone to mope about their wrong doings wasn't exactly his friend's style. He preferred to remind you of everything you had done wrong.

Sebastian dropped his head to the side, feeling the cold material of the leather hit his cheek, just so he could narrow his eyes at him. His long legs swinging from the arm chair. "You sound like Princess Hummel." He informed him, not responding to his question.

"Get over yourself, Smythe. You know it's that particular Princess that you're so hung up over." Trent snapped back, proving Sebastian's thoughts about that sass he disliked. Trent was one of the only people that he knew who could actually retort back to him and he was never fond of that kind of quality in a person.

Without a word, Sebastian rolled his eyes, turning his head away again as if to stop him reading any signs of sadness in his expression. He hated to admit it but he missed Kurt and it had only been a day. When had he become so pathetic and sappy? He would have felt more disgusted with himself if it wasn't for all the other feelings that were playing havoc with his mind. Sadness, annoyance, anger and most of all, guilt. He really was an ass, that he could agree with. Not out loud of course but he could.

"You know the two of you will be back together by the end of the week? It always happens, Sebastian." Trent said, now adding a kinder and more sympathetic tone which made Sebastian hope he'd only changed his mind and not seen how he was really feeling about the situation. One thing he would never be ready for was others seeing behind the exterior he had worked so hard to build up, even now when he while playing lead role in a romantic sitcom and had allowed one boy to see every part of him that there was.

"Whatever." He mumbled simply in reply, in no mood to continue talking about this.

Just as Trent opened his mouth to speak again their conversation was disturbed by two other boys walking into the room, laughing and joking around, bringing attention to themselves. Of course, it was Nick and Jeff, loud as ever, talking away as usual. He couldn't help but feel glad of there entrance for once.

"What are you girls giggling about?" Sebastian said, sitting up to make more room for the boys to join them.

Trent raised an eyebrow at Sebastian, which clearly meant he had a little something up his sleeve. This was a good sign. "Another session in the janitor's closet?"

Both Nick and Jeff glared at him while Sebastian smirked. If there was one thing he enjoyed about Trent, it was when his quick wit was put to good use and therefore, wasn't pointed towards him.

"No. Actually." Jeff huffed, making the unusual choice of sitting next to Sebastian, probably only because of what Trent had said. Such a teenage girl, Sebastian thought to himself. How had he became friends with a group of people like this?

Nick sat himself next to Trent, his cheeks ever so slightly pink from the comment. "It was something else." He reassured them, though Trent and Sebastian shared looks of disbelief anyway. He actually found it rather funny how the two of them had slowly came to giving up arguing their case anymore, knowing that either way they were going to get abuse.

"Do tell." The sassy Warbler wiggled his eyebrows. He loved gossip, a trait found in many a Warbler as it seemed. Though, in Sebastian's own case he couldn't be less interested. In moments like this he tended to zone out and leave them to it. He cared nothing for rumours or gossip unless it involved him… that was until he heard Kurt's name, quickly coming out of the bubble he had carefully placed himself in as they had started talking.

"Wait… What about Kurt?" Sebastian frowned, glancing between them all. They all stared back at him with looks that could only mean guilt. Each member of the Warblers knew by now that Sebastian was intent on not listening when it came to their babblings. "What about Kurt?" He insisted, not taking no, or silence, as an answer.

Jeff looked to Nick, who then looked to Trent, who looked back at Nick.

"I'm not telling him, you tell him!" Trent squawked, crossing his arms over his chest in a firm no.

Shaking his head in protest, Nick refused. "It was Jeff who noticed and overheard."

There was a moment of silence as Jeff looked between the pair, pleading with his eyes to not be the one to tell Sebastian the information he felt he needed to know so badly. It was clearly something that he wasn't going to be happy about. They were not discreet in hiding that fact. "Fine." He muttered, edging further away on the couch he and Sebastian were sharing. "So.. Kurt was kind of making the eyes at Blaine.."

Sebastian frowned. "Making the eyes? What the hell does that mean?" He questioned quickly, wanting Jeff to get straight to the point and be honest with him. If this involved Kurt he had to know. There was no way he was leaving without an answer.

"Calm, Seb. Let me explain before you pull out the lacrosse stick and go on a murdering spree." Jeff snapped back, though it came across as shaky and rather nervous. "I left my bag at the table, so I ran back to get it and I overheard Kurt asking Blaine… if he wanted to study with him tonight."

Once again silence fell over the room as they all waited for Sebastian's reaction. Anticipating the moment where he would break and start a full on rant about how he was going to make Blaine's life a living hell. Instead he thought for a moment. He had been right, hadn't he? Kurt really did see something in Blaine that he wasn't telling him. Why else would he so openly explain his past? Yes, there were rather murderous thoughts flowing through his mind right now but rather than taking it out on the small group of boys who were all staring at him, he got up and left the room but annoyingly not without some sort of protest.

Jeff was racing after him, quickly tugging at his shoulder to pull him around. It worked but he received a full-on glare in return as Sebastian awaited for the encouragement of 'Give it a week or so, Kurt will be back with you.'

However, this wasn't the reply he got.

"Come on, Sebastian. Don't hurt, Blaine this is not his fault." Jeff sighed, really trying to convince him of Blaine's case and not that Kurt would want him back. There was no way in hell he was giving up now. His words only made him even more mad than he was before. The idea of Kurt liking someone else, it enraged him. It made him feel sick. He wouldn't let this happen.

"He still needs to know his place." He told him, his tone completely bitter.

"Don't you fucking dare." Jeff pointed his finger at him. This actually surprised him, Jeff was standing up to him, trying to make him not to do something rather than giving up and making him promise that he wouldn't seriously injure the guy. It wasn't going to change his mind though.

"Don't tell me what to do, Sterling. You can't say if someone else went after your precious Nicky that you wouldn't be pissed." He spat. His eyes were still narrowed at the slightly shorter boy, showing him he wasn't near backing down.

Jeff shook his head, glaring right back. "Maybe I can't but I sure as hell would never cheat on the person I was with and then try to multiple times over and over. You screwed up, Sebastian. I think you should appreciate the fact that Kurt stayed with you as long as he did."

Then it hit Sebastian. He was going about this in the wrong way entirely. There were much more manipulative and fun things he could do to get things his way. One thing was for certain and that was that he needed Kurt back but why not enjoy himself during the waiting period?

"Well thanks, Sterling. You just gave me an idea." He smirked, receiving a look of complete confusion in return as Jeff got a reaction he wasn't expecting in the slighest. "Bye, Blondie."

With that he stalked off, the mischievous grin still edging the corners of his mouth. If you can't beat them, join them, he thought.