Okay. I only have one thing to say.

... I don't know what happened.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee (unfortunately).

Hi baby its kurt I change my phoen I hate it –K

Changed* ammit –K

Dammit –K

You're hilarious. –B

Why did you change your phone? –B

Bcause my other phoen died and shits –K

I hate touch screens –K

But you already had touch screen, didn't you? –B

Yes but it was a flip pone with a keybord –K

Fuck this shit I hate it –K

I'm so screening this. –B

Fuck you you laugh a t my pain –K

How come there isn't any autocorrect? –B

[No answer]

Because I'm stupid and I didn't activate it. –K

Oh god, Kurt. –B

That's precisely what you've said when you came last night. –K

It was awesome. We should phonesex more often :D –B

But I prefer real sex. O:) –B

Hell yes. –K

OH MY GOD, I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT YOU TOLD MY DAD. –K

Shut up. NO, DON'T EVEN TYPE. –B

''I fell on my coccyx, that's why I limp'' –K

Fuck you, he believed me D: –B

No, Blaine. He did /as if/ he believed you, but my dad isn't stupid. –K

I had to stay cool okay? Otherwise I'd have blurted something really inappropriate. –B

You're not cool, Blaine. Get over it. –K

I'm cooler than you. –B

Well, that makes me hotter than you. –K

Ew you saw this on facebook! –B

You opened a door, I took it. -K

Fuck you (I mean fuck me). –B

Hehehehehehe –K

As you can see, our relationship didn't change even if we haven't seen each other in two weeks. And my IQ is still stuck at 5, much to my dismay. I love how we can tell each other such things without being mad… at each other. There are too much 'each other' in the previous sentences. Wait, now that I think about it, I've already said that once, did I?

Nevermind. This conversation is three days old, and I barely got to talk to him since Thursday. I don't really know what has taken into him. I mean… I haven't done anything to upset him, at least I think… and the only times we've talked, Blaine seemed a bit distant. Or should I say absent. I'm really not sure I like what's happening, even though I have no idea of what's actually going on between us. No. In fact, I'm convinced I don't like what's happening.

And suddenly, someone bumps into me and I snap out of my thoughts – in case you were wondering, I'm at the Lima Bean waiting to get my order. There's always so many people here Sunday morning.

''Oh – I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,'' says a soft voice behind me.

Frowning, I turn around and my eyes land on a tall, good looking brunette who's gazing at me with piercing green eyes. He smiles at me timidly, his cheeks red, biting his bottom lip softly.

''I'm sorry,'' he repeats when I blink a few time. ''It's just – there's my little sister, she gets a bit turbulent when she's impatient,'' he explains.

I glance down at the small child, grinning subtly when she pushes her brother's legs with a whine. The man frowns slightly at her but then he smiles, politely asking her to be patient, and then he looks back at me.

''You know, you don't have to justify,'' I say, raising an eyebrow slightly.

He chuckles nervously and he swallows down, looking around him for no specific reason, and then he looks at me again.

''I don't mind to be creepy but… you're Kurt, right? You're Blaine's boyfriend?'' he asks.

My eyes widen a tiny bit.

''Who are you?'' I inquire.

The man smiles – Jesus fuck, what a lovely smile – and he extends his hand toward me.

''I'm Sebastian. I'm one of Blaine's… uh, friends I guess,'' he answers hesitantly as I shake his hand. ''I mean, we were classmates. We've worked together a few times but I wouldn't say we're friend,'' he adds with a shrug.

I nod slowly, narrowing my eyes a little bit, but then a smile spreads my lips slightly.

''Well, it's nice to meet you, Sebastian,'' I say, and he smiles back at me. ''I assume you live in Westerville, so what are you doing here?'' I ask curiously.

''My family and I spend a lot of time here. It's a bit far from our house but we love it here,'' he explains. ''My parents used to live in Lima before they moved in Paris. I mean, they moved in Paris but then they came back in Ohio when I was born. In Westerville,'' he rambles.

''Oh, so you were born in Paris?'' I ask, impressed and curious at the same time.

''Yeah. But I consider myself as an American – I mean, I am an American, but you know – I don't speak French at all and –''

''Bastian, I'm hungryyy!'' whines the little girl.

Sebastian looks down at her and gives her an apologetic smile, explaining calmly that he can't do anything to make the waiting shorter. A tiny grin tugs at the corner of my lips. That's really cute.

In the end, I left the Lima Bean with Sebastian's phone number. We've spent all day texting each other, and I don't even feel guilty. Blaine didn't text me nor call me a single time today and I'm not going to cry myself to sleep tonight. Hell no.

Oh, come on. I can already hear you judging me. I'm not going to fall for another man and cheat on Blaine. That's the most cliché idea of all times. Get that out of your head.

I'm sorry babe I was busy –B

….. oh boy.

I guess so. –K

Are you mad at me? –B

No. –K

Yes you are. –B

Why do you ask me, then? –K
Because there couldn't have been a possibility that you might not be –B

Whatever. Can you at least explain why you're basically ignoring me since Thursday? –K

[No answer]

I don't know what to tell you –B

This isn't good.

The truth, maybe? –K

I don't want to tell you –B

Why? –K
Okay, I get it. You came here to get laid to gain some experience and then you'll fuck someone else. –K
What? What the hell –B
No –B
No, that's not it –B

What the hell Kurt you know me better –B

I would never do that –B

Then TALK, for god sakes! –K

[No answer]

Can I call you? –B
No. Get your ass on Skype. If you have something to tell me, you will say it in my face. –K

I really don't like the way you talk to me –B

Now. –K

[No answer]

Okay… -B

I put my phone down on my bed and I open my laptop, my heart pounding in anger as I wait for Blaine to ask for a video chat.

Have I said something wrong? –S

I check my phone with a small frown. Oh fuck, Sebastian… I forgot him.

No! Absolutely not. I'm just /finally/ having a conversation with Blaine. I'll talk to you later, okay? –K

Okay. Good luck! I hope it will get better soon. –S

Thank you :) –K

I toss my phone somewhere on the bed and I suddenly hear the familiar sound of a video chat request on Skype. I turn my head to look at the screen and I sigh before I press accept.

As soon as I see Blaine, a small frown appears on my face. He doesn't look well at all.

''So?'' I begin.

Blaine breathes in and out through his nose, one of his hands rubbing the side of his face lazily.

''I told you I don't know what to say,'' he murmurs.

''And I told you I want to hear the truth. Just say it. Don't think. Just go for it.''

There is a rather long silence, and I feel like Blaine is way more uncomfortable than I am.

''It's not worth being said,'' he says after a little while, and I frown when I notice that his voice sounds different. No, not his voice… more like the way he talks. He doesn't really articulates.

''Blaine…''

Blaine looks at the webcam, and then I see it. I see what's going on.

''You're high, aren't you?'' I ask slowly.

When he hears me, Blaine looks down sheepishly and he shakes his head slightly.

''Yes,'' he sighs, reaching up to rub his eyes. He's gonna cry.

There is another silence. I just stare at my computer in shock.

''Asshole.''

''Kurt, please don't –''

''Please don't what? 'Please don't be mad at me even if I'm ruining my life and my future'?''

''I beg you, Kurt, listen to me…''

I cross my arms over my chest and I stay silent for a couple of seconds.

''Talk. I'm listening.''

He sighs once more and he runs a hand through his hair.

''It's a bit hard for me to talk now…''

''I don't give a shit. You wanted me to listen to you, so now talk.''

''Why are you so upset?''

''You KNOW my opinion about drugs, Blaine,'' I explode, and he flinches a little bit. ''I can't believe you agreed with me all this time. You're such a hypocrite.''

''Don't yell at me…''

''I will do what the fuck I want.''

''I can end this conversation if I want to, you kn –''

''If you dare shutting your computer while I'm talking to you, I swear to you this will be the last time we will ever talk, is that clear?'' I say through gritted teeth.

Blaine sniffles and he looks down at his hands, pressing his lips together. I can't believe this. I don't want to believe this is real.

''Thursday night I was out with some friends of mine,'' he begins after a while in silence. ''And then here's that girl… I can't remember her name. She's Hispanic. She was there, I don't know why. I mean – yes, I know why, but it's not important. She was there and she wanted us to have fun with her. I didn't want to participate at first… but you know how easy it is to influence me,'' he says in a small voice.

''And you smoked.''

Silence.

''Yes.''

''So that's it?''

''I'm not a junkie, Kurt,'' he says in a desperate voice. ''It just happened two or three times but I don't plan to do this again. I don't want to.''

I shake my head and I narrow my eyes at him.

''Bullshit. You know how it begins, and you also know how it ends.''

''Kurt, I'm serious. I'm young and I experiment things like all the other teenagers, and I know I don't want this to be part of my life. I don't want our couple to be affected by –''

''Now listen you son of a bitch,'' I snap, and I see Blaine widen his eyes. ''You knew what it would do to us and you did it anyway. Don't even try to tell me you didn't th –''

''Do you realize what you just said, Kurt?''

''You didn't think before –''

''Are you proud to bring me down like that? Do you feel better about yourself?

''Don't interrupt me.''

''You interrupt me all the time since we've started this stupid video chat!'' he shots back angrily. ''If you think it's cool to insult the others because it boosts your self-confidence, then I'm sorry but it's not –''

''You know what, Blaine? Fuck you. Fuck you and your entire existence.''

Without another word, I shut my laptop abruptly and I push it away from me, tears of anger streaming down my face as I shoved everything away and hide under my blanket.

I think I've just made the worst mistake of my life. –K

I know it's far from you but… can you come over? –K

Of course. Luckily I'm still at my grandmother's house and she lives in Lima. Just give me your address? –S

Thank you. You're the best. –K

I'll be there in not time. –S

1 - EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT FOR KURT AND BLAINE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER

2 - THERE WILL BE NO KURTBASTIAN AND NO CHEATING

3 - PLEASE DON'T FLIP A SHIT

4 - IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE BLAINE AND KURT STARTED TALKING AND I DIDN'T WRITE EVERYTHING THEY'VE TOLD EACH OTHER SO THAT'S WHY YOU DIDN'T KNOW KURT DOESN'T LIKE DRUGS

5 - BYE