Okay, so it's become very clear to me that you guys deeply want smut. Honestly, who can blame you? I love to read smut myself and I enjoy it thoroughly. However, iWaldo asked me if I was comfortable writing that stuff. The question had never crossed my mind…and now I'm at war with myself. I feel like I could do it, even though I would feel a bit weird doing so. I write this story on a shared computer, and the whole idea is just very awkward. I could, of course, type out the whole sex scene on my iPhone…that would be considerably less strange.

Anywho, my point is that there won't be any smut in this chapter. I'm still debating whether or not I should change this story's rating to M completely right now. In the future though, there probably will be. (insert cheers here.)

Also, I've thought about putting disclaimers up but seriously, is it really necessary to do so? I mean, this is FAN. The whole point of the site is to write content on a concept that's not yours. I just think it's a bit silly how all the other stories put disclaimers up.

Skip this line and read the POV title right below. Okay, come back to this sentence. The crazed shit starts here.

(Austin's POV)

I've always loved this boat. Every time I look at it, it gives me memories of freedom and independence. It provided me with an escape from my parents and the insanity of life in Australia. But now, I can add new feelings to go along with this boat. Feelings that could give me chills and butterflies, feelings that make me grin like an idiot. Now I know that every time I think of this boat, I'll think of Chris. I've only known him for a short while and I know this might not last, but right now it feels incredible.

I'm terribly smitten.

No, not love, just great infatuation.

The boys that I met in Australia were good looking, and it very was easy to be attracted to them. Chris is very different than the boys down under. He has unique, striking beauty, and everything about him is so distinctive and exceptional. He's charming and witty, and his humor is very easy to feed off from. I definitely haven't fallen yet, but I could definitely see it happening in the near future…if our relationship continues.

And right now, it does not look promising.

I walked down the stairs from the control room, looking over to find a crazy party that seemed to create itself on deck. Chris is singing a song about jealousy, half naked in his swimsuit, and with a guy that's undressing him with his eyes. Avril Lavigne is the name of the artist…I think. They keep looking longingly at each other, and making these weird knowing faces. The rest of the group is just going with it. Honestly, what the hell is going on? I want to run up to that Darren guy, shove him off the boat, and tell him to stay away from my man, but I can't. I've only known this group for two days, and it's definitely not my place to be calling people out.

"Get it, Blaine!" I hear Lea yell. Wait, what? Who the hell is Blaine? I thought that kid's name was Darren? Oh my god I'm so freaking confused. I figure that it must be some kind of joke but I just cannot shake off the way he's looking at Chris. It all seems too real to be just a joke. Everyone else started to sing in with the song and I felt myself relax a little. Chris and Darren both seemed to be drunk, or at least tipsy. Maybe they were actually just joking around.

Then Darren (…or Blaine?) started to sing the bridge of the song. For a moment he made eye contact with me, smirking. What the hell? Why did he just look at me? I listened to the words carefully as he chanted the bridge again.

In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger, 'cause I can, 'cause I can do it better. There's no other. So when's it gonna sink in? He's so stupid. What the hell were you thinking?

So he doesn't like me, and he wants to fuck Chris. That's exactly what I got out of that song.

I clenched my jaw and felt my fist start to grip at my side. Can he just stop, please? Can everyone just stop? Where is this all coming from? What the hell am I getting myself into?

The song ended and two others went to pick the next song. A pretty blonde girl named Dianna pulled Darren back to the dance floor. Chris strode his way over to me, putting his hands on my waist and then bravely kissing my lips. I could taste the alcohol on him. He pulled away a moment later, looking me in the eyes.

"What'd you think?" he said, with a sexy smile.

I tried my best to sound indifferent. I've only just met him, I can't make assumptions about everything and everyone. "It was interesting." Chris frowned a little and pulled me over to a chair. I sat down and Chris plopped himself half on my lap. "I didn't know you could sing."

He chuckled a little and pulled me in for another kiss. "There's a lot you don't know about me." I put my arms around his waist, holding him as he slipped his arms around my neck. He slid off my lap but still had his legs over mine. He looked over towards the dance floor and the smile on his face wiped off immediately. I followed his gaze to find Darren/Blaine and Dianna locking lips. A sigh of relief flooded over my body. Oh thank god, He's straight, THANK YOU JESUS.

But wait, why is Chris frowning at the sight of them?

Oh shit.

"Hey guys, I don't feel very good. I think I'm gonna hit the hay." I let Chris slide out of my arms as Dianna plopped herself next to me. She told him goodnight. I studied Darren for a minute, he seemed to be avoiding my gaze. The little fucker.

Wait, no, I'm indifferent dammit!

"I'm just gonna make sure he doesn't puke on my bed or anything."

Oh, so now they're sharing a room? Awesome. Fan-freaking-tastic! I watched Darren quickly disappear down the stairs. Dianna and I were left alone sitting while everyone else danced and sang.

"Dianna, can I ask you about some things?"

"Of course! What would you like to know?"

"Umm…" I looked down at my hands nervously and then back up at her. "Who's Blaine?"

Dianna began laughing uncontrollably. I gave her a weird look as she laughed, holding her stomach. She calmed from her laughing fit and started to talk.

"Ahhh god, sorry." She said, still giggling. "Blaine is the name of Darren's character on our show Glee, have you seen it?"

Glee?...oh glee. "Wait, you guys are all in Glee? I've only seen the show once, and that was a couple of years ago." That explained why some of them seemed so familiar.

"Yes!" she said enthusiastically, "you are sailing with the official cast of Glee." I began to think back to the show and I smiled at the irony. Chris looked so different than he did back then.

"Ohhhh…you're probably wondering what that song was all about." Dianna said understandingly.

"Well, yes, that's exactly what I was going to ask you."

"Chris and Darren's characters are dating on the show, and I think they just were doing a some bit in character. I mean, they're pretty drunk, so that would explain it." I nodded and looked back at Dianna, she seemed to notice the anxiety in my eyes. "But you don't have to worry, Austin. Darren's straight. Very, very, straight. Chris and Darren are just really good friends" Dianna said, leaning forward and putting a sympathetic hand on my knee.

"Yeah I figured," I said, smiling a little. "I saw your kiss."

"Oh…" Dianna said, blushing and leaning back. "That's…that's rather new. No one knows about that yet…" She said, looking up at me. I could tell that she wanted to keep it on the down low.

"Don't worry, Dianna, my lips are sealed." Dianna smiled and moved to give me a hug. I hugged her back before pulling away and yawning. I decided to leave the party for the night. I headed upstairs and made sure everything was set and turned off. Everyone was still partying when I said goodnight and went downstairs. I walked into the entertainment room and looked over the DVD's. I found a white disc that had 'Glee season 2, Love Ryan.' written in sharpie on the front. My curiosity got the best of me while I slipped the disc into the DVD player. It turned out to be the season two DVD. I clicked through the list of episodes, intrigued by their titles. My eye landed on the one called 'Never Been Kissed' and I pressed the button labeled 'play episode'.

It was weird seeing the whole group act in an episode on TV, I enjoyed it, nevertheless. The episode was quite good. Chris had a lot of screen time. The sight of him being thrown against lockers angered me though, and I sympathized for his character immediately. Then Kurt went to visit that other school, and I saw his features light up as he met Blaine. I watched their interactions intently, trying to read their chemistry.

It was during the coffee scene with Blaine, Kurt, and two other boys when Dianna walked into the room. "So I see you found it." she said, sitting down next to me.

"I was curious." I said, still watching the screen. A moment passed before she spoke up again.

"I love this episode." She said, pulling her knees into her chest on the couch. "You think one thing is gonna happen and then BOOM, surprises."

"Surprises? What are you talking about?"

Dianna chuckled a little and pointed to the screen. "Just keep watching."

We kept watching the next few scenes. My brow furrowed as I saw Chri—I mean Kurt being slammed against the lockers again. I mentally cheered him on as he yelled at the bully and chased him into the locker room. His insults were brilliant and—

"WOAH!" I said when the abrupt kiss happened. Dianna started to laugh next to me. "What the hell was that!"

"I told you." She said, smiling and shrugging her shoulders. "Suprises!"

"Well shit…" I said, leaning back as I kept watching. Dianna laughed as we continued to watch together.

"That was a fantastic episode." I said getting up and turning off the TV. "Honestly, you guys are great."

"Why thank you, you're very kind." Dianna said, stretching as she got off the couch. "I think I'm gonna head to bed now."

"I might just do that same." I said, following her out of the room. We headed down the stairs and I headed towards my door. I stopped in front of Chris and Darren's room, the idea of peeking in rolling around in my head. They're supposed to be asleep, I mean, if they're just friends what's the worst that can happen? I slowly turned the knob and shifted my head around to look at the closest bed.

It was empty.

My brow furrowed as I moved around to look at the other bed. The sight made my stomach twist into twenty knots.

Darren had his arms wrapped protectively around Chris. His body was pressed tight against him and his nose was pressed against Chris's hair. Chris's back was to Darren, their legs tangled by their feet. My heart ached as I saw that one of their hands was clasped together at Chris's side.

I slipped away and saw that Dianna was still in the hallway. I whispered her name and beckoned her to come closer and look. She followed, looking through the crack in the door at the room. She gasped when she saw them. I watched as her brow furrowed and slowly backed away from the door, deep in thought. I shut the door quietly and turned towards her.

I pointed towards the door. "What was that?" I said, feeling anger flare in my chest.

"I—I don't know. Darren's straight…and cuddly. He does these things…maybe he just…maybe he just didn't want Chris to sleepwalk." Dianna said, not even believing her own words.

"Yeah. Maybe." I said as I went to my door, leaving Dianna in the hallway

Yep, so obviously there's very little fluff in this….and mostly angst. I'm so sorry. Things will get better, I promise…I think. Well, I can promise that chapters will get longer.

Review please! There was a lot of crap in this chapter (: I would love to hear what you think.