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So you'll finally see who Sebastian's ex is.

Sebastian

Still

I stop walking when I hear the sound of someone creeping up behind me. Faster than the person can react I turn around and raise my hands in case I need to protect myself.

Somehow I'm slightly disappointed when it turns out the one following me is Nick. But I'm at the same time so relieved.

"What the heck are you doing?" I ask, trying to sound calm even though my heart is still pounding violently in my chest.

He stares back, looking as freaked out as I feel. "I couldn't find you," he answers. "You were gone and I thought something had happened."

"I couldn't sit in the auditorium with him in there," I answer, trying and failing not to sound sheepish.

"Okay."

I turn around again, unable to see him look at me like that. "You can go back to the others, I was just going to the bathroom."

With my back straight and my game face on I start walking down the corridor again. Maybe it's no big deal that Nick has seen my bad moments, but I still won't show him anything more if I have a choice.

"Hey," he says, and before I can react he's caught up with me again.

"What."

"You shouldn't be out here alone."

I groan, and put on my most annoying grin. "I know that I'm too perfect not to worry about, but you really shouldn't get your panties in a twist about this."

His disapproving glare could make Wes jealous. "I'm serious. This is Westvale. My old bullies rule this place."

"And they are in the auditorium performing, right?"

"Your ex isn't, though."

I fight the urge to look behind me as if my old boyfriend would be standing there. "Even though I'm still afraid of him, he probably doesn't give two shits about me," I snap.

Nick raises his eyebrows. "What did I tell you about your friends guarding your back? The warblers are coming here and I'm not leaving until they do."

"You gathered a search party just because I was going to the bathroom?"

"Well, I didn't know that, but yes."

"How long until they get here?"

"Ten, fifteen minutes perhaps."

I open the door to the bathroom and gesticulate for Nick to come with me. "Then you'll have to follow me now because I don't want our whole choir to stand outside the stall while I'm peeing. Thad and David would never let me forget it."

Nick glances at the door, frowning, and I'm about to ask when he straightens his back and walks with me.

The cavalry arrive with loud, nervous voices in the corridor after half a minute. I frown at myself in the bathroom mirror, working up the courage to walk out there and act like nothing is wrong, while at the same time coming up with a lie about why Nick was worried about me. Or maybe I should let him do the lying since he's so good at that.

After fixing my hair, with a hand that shakes slightly, and and putting on my trade mark smirk, I walk out to the corridor. The warblers all smile as they see me and, though I'd thought myself more collected than that, I have to admit I'm glad that they are here.

"At your service, your majesty," Nick says and bows.

Jeff grins and kisses him on the top of his head. "You're adorable."

Everyone else make faces of forced disgust, but it's easy to see they're just pretending, with the way they're still smiling.

"So since you've made sure I didn't accidentally drown myself in the toilet, should we get back to the auditorium?"

None of the warblers give me any weird looks, instead they all turn around and do as I say while teasing Jeff and Nick for being too cute.

I make sure to walk beside Nick and lean in to whisper in his ear. "Thanks for not telling them."

He gives me a quick clap on the back. "You're welcome."

Nick and Jeff clasp their hands together as we walk into the auditorium. Westvale's Aural Intensity is singing to the last tunes of 'Jesus is a friend of mine'. I scoff at their apparent try to kiss the nun judge's ass. What makes me happy is that she doesn't actually look particularly pleased with the song choice.

I accidentally glance toward the first row and catch Hunter's gaze. His green eyes are steel but his lips are smiling. I breathe out slowly, through my mouth and swallow audibly. He winks back at me before turning around to watch the performance again.

My phone buzzes in my pocket and as I check the display I stop right in my tracks.

'You've left me hanging a long time, Bastian. Still, good things comes to those who wait.'