A/N Just a little disclaimer that may be obvious but still. I do not own Glee, I do not know personally anyone mentioned. This is purely a fiction exercise. Also because English is not my native language you may have to excuse some mistakes I may write. That being said I hope you enjoy it. :)

Today is the day that you are going to Max's place for the gathering he planned.

On the previous day you learned that Grant was going as well from an unexpected phone call you had with him. Later that day you were at home just chilling with a friend of yours. You were watching a movie but your mind was somewhere else. Your friend didn't really care because she was completely absorbed watching the movie with her favorite actor in the lead role. You were checking your email on your phone and eventually you ended up seeing the messages you exchanged with Grant that afternoon. Before you knew it you were writing him a text message. It was almost like someone else was commanding your brain. 'How did your interview go? Well, I hope. :)' Before you had even time to regret it he was already replying you. 'Hi! It went well, I suppose... Thanks for asking. :) Sorry I had to cut the phone call short earlier but I'm not too worried. We'll talk tomorrow in person. :)' You looked at the message and you made a deep sigh. You didn't even know what to think. You just texted him back. 'Sure, we will. See you tomorrow.' A minute later you got his reply. 'See you. Enjoy your bed tonight. :)' You couldn't help but laugh and your friend looked at you strangely because someone had just died in the movie.

So there you are now getting ready. Your cheesecake is ready, you are dressed, hair and makeup done. You were almost always the one in charge of the desserts simply because everyone loved the sweet stuff you did. Sometimes you just wanted to cook because you liked it better but they always wanted the desserts. You also used to prepare drinks and cocktails and you loved it even though you aren't yourself a heavy drinker. Or even a light one, for that matter. A small tiny portion of alcohol is enough to make your head spin.

Max had said 6 PM but you're going early to help getting everything ready. At 5 PM you are already at his place.

Around 6 PM people start to arrive. You know pretty much everyone because you two had many friends in common. There weren't that many people anyway. By the time you are all together you count eleven people, including you and Max. Grant and his girlfriend Hannah are the last ones to arrive. You are sitting on the couch talking to your friend Lindsay when you look up and see them entering the living room. Your friend comments to you, "here they come," she smirks. You frown confused. "What?"

"Oh, I just don't like her very much. Nothing personal. I just don't." She shrugs.

You make a puzzled look but then again your friend is always very picky with everyone. Sometimes you even wonder how she gets along with you so well since you're no piece of cake either.

She giggles at your expression. "Oh, never mind. I just don't get along with her. You weren't here when they started dating and you didn't know Grant before that. I just think she's too intense. Sometimes it just seems she suffocates him, if you know what I mean. And then, there was this big explosion and..." You look at her totally confused. What had the explosion to do with Grant and his girlfriend? Till you realize they were coming in your direction and your friend was just changing the subject.

"Hi!" They both say to you. You friend makes a smirk and you mumble a 'Hi' feeling embarrassed for her.

Grant is now grinning at you. He was about to say something when Hannah pulls his hand before he has the time to open his mouth, 'let's go grab something to eat, honey.' And they make their way to the table. Clearly, Hannah had the same feelings about your friend.

Your friend looks at you all cocky. "See? That's what I was talking about. By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how were they in Dianna's birthday? Sucks I couldn't be there. Were they like this too?"

"Well, I didn't spend much time with both of them together... She left early because she had work next morning..." You didn't tell her about your time alone with Grant on the party and didn't feel like telling now either. It had been just a regular conversation anyway.

"Oh, sounds like a dream party to me." She grins drinking from her glass.

An hour had already passed. You didn't get to talk to Grant during that time as he and Hannah were always together and the opportunity never came. There was this time when you and Kevin were talking and they were about to join you two but then another person called you to ask you to prepare her a cocktail and you left the table.

Now you are just talking to Max, you're both sitting on the couch eating the dessert.

"And you still wonder why you must be the one bringing the dessert!" He takes a piece of the cheesecake to his mouth and makes a muffled moan, visibly pleased with the cake.

You giggle. "Right. Well, it's always good to know my talents are appreciated."

"Oh, you can bet on that!" He takes another piece to his mouth when you see Grant and Hannah in front of you two.

"Hi there! Can we sit?" She asks smiling.

You and Max just nod making room for them. It's Max on the left, you and Hannah on the center and Grant on the right. Max tries to say something but his mouth is too full of cake.

Grant chuckles, "yeah, I know. This thing is wonderful." Hannah nods feeding Grant a piece of the cheesecake from a plate she was carrying.

You make a stupid smile but stay quiet and when eventually Max is able to speak again he just says, "Well, you should just thank the pastry chef then."

Grand laughs, "Haha, sure, where's the chef?"

Max puts an arm around your shoulder and grins at you. "Right here."

Grant looks at you with a mix of surprise and amusement. "Really? You made this?"

You just shrug nodding. Hannah smiles at you. "Congrats, it's amazing."

Max pulls you to him. "That's because she's amazing."

You giggle. "Ahh, you too my dear, you too." You two were very close and he was probably your best male friend. You rest your head on his shoulder and Hannah jokes, "don't forget to invite us to the wedding!"

You and Max burst into laughter. Grant in now looking at you with a strange expression. Mostly he seems puzzled.

When you two stop laughing Max eventually says, "you guys probably don't know but we have this agreement. If in three years' time we are both still single we'll marry each other."

You laughed very amused. "Yeah, that's right."

Hannah laughs, "sounds like the perfect deal!"

Grant didn't laugh at all. He's still with that expression of surprise even more accentuated and just snarls, "why am I only hearing about this now, Max?"

"Oh because until now we hadn't told anyone yet." He giggles.

"Well, it seems fair. Until a few days ago I didn't even know you were friends and almost engaged to a brilliant artist and amazing chef, so..." He pretends to be hurt.

You look at Grant and somehow he doesn't seem to be pretending. 'Why is he all moody?' You wonder. 'Because Max hadn't told him about me?'

Hannah doesn't seem to notice and neither does Max. He carries on joking, "Oh and why would I want to share this amazing girl with anyone else?" He then stands up and winks, "I'm gonna grab one more piece of this wonder."

Hannah stands up too. "Oh, wait, I'm going too. I'll be right back, honey." She gives Grant a quick kiss and heads to the table on the other side of the room.

You instantly feel uncomfortable being there left alone with Grant as you notice he's staring at you.

A/N Ok, your talk with Grant deserves another whole chapter, right? :)