AN: Hi everybody! Thank you so much for your patience with this story.
In this chapter, we see how Kurt handles the news and a NEW development with Sebastian - and Dave. Bold Italics are Kurt and Sebastian texts. Some of the grammar is wrong on purpose. Hope you like it. :)
Enjoy! Please leave kind reviews! X3-HAVE A NICE DAY!-ILOVESMESOMEGLEEx3
Chapter 9
Kurt, I know this is out of the blue... But I could really use someone to talk to other than Mickey. He pissed me off soooo bad I'm shaking with rage. If you can meet me at the Lima Bean I'd appreciate it. I need to talk to someone or I might explode.-Sebastian.
Hi Sebastian, what's going on with you and Mickey? I'm surprised to not only hear from you but also hear that you and Mickey are fighting. You two are practically surgically sewn at the hip. Ha! I expected to be the last person on this planet you would wanna talk to. But now that I'm thinking about it, as long your not texting my boyfriend anymore I'm actually glad you came to me first. ;) I'll meet you there but first I want to know why...Why are you and Mickey fighting?-Kurt
Daaaaaamn! Hummel you SURE CAN Talk! Hahaha! You literally wrote an essay. Lol And that stab to me about your boyfriend... Ouch! Kitty has claws huh? ;) well don't worry your pretty little gay face, I'm over Blaine like I told you a thousand and one times... Anyway I'll explain everything when we meet up. So can you meet me or not? I'm too upset to type anymore.-Sebastian.
OK Bas... You win. I can clearly see your upset and your trying to cover it with humor. I know you... Deal. I have time to meet you now if you want? I'm on my way... And Sebastian... Whatever you and Mickey are fighting about? YOU will be OK... Got it? :) Keep your head up.-Kurt.
First of all, DON'T call me "Bas" only Mickey is allowed to call me that. OK cool, Im already here so meet me at our usual table. I can order your usual if you want? And AWWWWWW! You DO care about me! I knew it! :) lol!... But seriously...Thank you Hummel...Thank you.-Sebastian.
SHUT UP DORK!... I DO NOT CARE! ;P GO PLAY IN TRAFFIC! LOL! ;) And that's ok... I'll order when I get there... Thank you anyway. And Your welcome! Anytime! ;) see you soon...-Kurt.
Lol! I knew I can get to you! Ha! You love me and you know it! :-) Ok thank you...-Sebastian.
NP :)Getting in my car now. I can't text anymore...-Kurt
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When Kurt arrived, Sebastian was already there. The Lima Bean's Saturday lunch rush was in full swing and the sullen, pale boy had the only vacant table. Kurt took a moment to study him from afar. Sebastian was staring at his cup, his index finger gently stroking the edge of the plastic lid. His eyelids were droopy and he was massaging his belly.
Kurt knew he was right.
With a heavy sigh, he turned towards the café and ordered his favorite – café mocha latte, with non-fat dairy cream. He remembered the day Blaine surprised him by remembering his coffee order and was charmed by it. That was the day he realized he was falling for the boy others would call 'Bland'. He chuckled at that thought.
But Kurt had a job to do and he couldn't believe he was helping the boy that almost broke up his relationship with Blaine. Regardless, he said he would help and he was doing what he could to…mend fences. After all, Sebastian had recently seemed to change and Kurt was oddly proud of him.
So, with determination, he strode up to Sebastian and plopped down. The other boy didn't even flinch.
"You're late." Sebastian muttered.
"Well, I had to order my coffee and YOU were the one who wanted to meet me. So, you had a good chance of getting here before me."
Sebastian didn't respond.
"So…what's up?"
Again, Sebastian didn't respond. Kurt took a sip of his coffee and wiped his mouth. When the other boy STILL said nothing, Kurt took the initiative.
"I was surprised when you said you and Mickey are fighting. You two always seem very happy…together."
"We're not 'together'."
"I didn't mean it like that."
Pause. Sebastian sighed. "I know."
A long, tense moment passed before Sebastian said, "Look, Kurt. I know you're surprised I asked you here. But…I need some advice. Lately, Mickey has been…HOVERING over me. He's like…like…"
"Overprotective?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I can see why."
Surprised, Sebastian finally looked at Kurt. "Why?"
Caught off guard, Kurt decided to go for the jugular. "Because…well…I think Mickey and I are concerned for your…" Kurt's voice dropped to a loud whisper, "physical well being."
Sebastian's eyes widened momentarily and then dropped them back to his cup. He fiddled with the lid with a little more intensity and remained silent.
"Sebastian, I don't say this to scare you, but Mickey and I know…we KNOW, that you need…special care right now."
"Kurt, what are you talking about?"
Kurt swallowed. "Sebastian, don't play stupid."
"I'm not stupid. I'm never as stupid as a Meerkat!"
"And don't get defensive either! You asked for my advice and I'm giving it!"
That seemed to silence the defensive, suddenly uncomfortable Warbler in front of him. Kurt looked him over and quickly saw the teabag label sticking outside of the cup. Sebastian had ordered green tea. Kurt smiled.
"I see you're drinking green tea."
"Yeah? What of it?"
"It seems right for someone in…your condition," Sebastian's head shot up, "that you shouldn't be drinking coffee."
Sebastian said nothing. The silence was infuriating to Kurt, but for the moment, he let it slide.
"Look, you know you can trust Mickey and me, and I know-"
"I don't know I can trust you."
"Yes, you do."
"How?"
"Sebastian," Kurt patiently said, "I haven't told anyone about you."
"What's to tell?"
"Sebastian, stop it!"
The Warbler stared wide-eyed. "What did I-?"
"I know, Sebastian!" Then, Kurt's voice calmed a little. "I know."
Little tremors formed all over Sebastian's body.
"And two things need to happen, Sebastian. One, you need to let Mickey and I help you in any way we can. And two," Kurt leaned forward a little bit closer, "you need to tell…whomever the other father is."
Sebastian looked at anywhere but at Kurt. Squirming like a three-year old, he turned in his seat and tried to cross his leg over his other. But a vicious shooting pain crossed his belly and his hand automatically covered the pained area. Sebastian looked at Kurt watching him and immediately removed his hand.
"Please listen to us. And…tell the other guy. He'll want to know. He might even help."
For the first time ever, Sebastian looked weak. "I…I don't know if I can."
"You HAVE to, Sebastian. And soon."
Kurt took another sip of his coffee, which was now lukewarm. And since Sebastian wasn't saying anything, he decided to make his exit.
"I know," Kurt began, standing up, "that that's what you wanted to talk about…I think." Sebastian's silence was INFURIATING! "So, I've given it to you. So, I'm leaving. And Sebastian?" The Warbler looked up, his eyes heavy with pain and exhaustion. "Please take my advice."
Kurt left. Sebastian sighed. The lunch rush wore on.
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At least an hour passed and Sebastian hadn't moved from his spot. The lunch rush had basically passed and now, there were only a handful of people in the café.
He was a myriad of emotions – angry, relieved, scared, embarrassed. And he was uncomfortable. His belly was starting to give him fits and his feet hurt too. He wanted to cross his legs or lie down or go shopping or drink coffee or go bowling or write a book or ANYTHING other than the task ahead of him.
And, of course, he hated Kurt's advice. He hated it for one major reason – he knew Kurt was absolutely right. And just KNOWING that was hard enough.
So, with a heavy sigh, he activated his phone and with a sharp intake of breath, he slowly exhaled, opening up his text menu.
He took a sip of his green tea – a delaying tactic that proved to be way too short. After he set his cup down, he started the text –
Dave, I have something important to tell you. I know you hate me right now, but please meet me at the Lima Bean as soon as you can. I'm sorry.
He reviewed the text with an almost hateful look in his eye. Looking down, Sebastian shook his head, hating not being in control. He wondered what Mickey would think of him doing this, and he didn't know. He wasn't completely sure what the future would hold, and he hated that too. And Kurt knew that the other father needed to know and might help. And just how the hell did Kurt know anyway? There were just too many variables in Sebastian's life and with a partial hand over his eyes, his pressed 'Send'.
He almost wished he hadn't done it. Sebastian dropped his phone on the table and covered his face with his hands, letting a long, tense sigh escape his lips. And that's when he realized he needed to use the restroom. Again. He put his phone in his pocket, placed his bag on the table, and went to the men's room. Five minutes later, he returned to his table and sat down. He moved his bag and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. He activated it and looked for a response.
There was none.
He practically threw his phone on the table. Was this really the right thing to do? With a curious tension between his friends, would adding Dave back to the mix really be a good thing? He was just trying to be friends with Kurt and Mickey and him were tense lately and Blaine was trying to act as mediator and Sebastian's head was spinning.
He took a sip of his tea. It didn't help. He wanted to leave. In fact, he actually considered it. Sebastian convinced himself that Da-
The cell phone vibrated.
Sebastian's eyes widened as he reached for the phone and activated it. With shaky fingers, he worked the menus and read Dave's response.
Fine. Be thr in 5.
Well, at least Dave was coming. Now, all Sebastian had to do was wait. He got up to get a second cup of green tea. Good thing the green tea was cheap.
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True to his word, Sebastian saw Dave enter the café and his heart jumped a little. He was even a little excited until he saw another man come in right behind Dave. Both men were smiling and they hadn't noticed Sebastian yet. Dave and his chaperone entered like typical jocks – laughing, joking, punching each other's arms from time to time, etc. Sebastian didn't like it one bit.
He was forced to watch Dave and this guy get in line and order their drinks. He noticed that they didn't even turn around to look for him. Sebastian was seething with anger when Dave and his…friend were paying for their drinks.
Finally, Dave turned and located Sebastian. He motioned for his chaperone and after taking a sip of his coffee, headed towards Sebastian.
"Sebastian." Dave said.
"Hi Dave."
"Sebastian, this is my…friend, Albert."
"Hello Sebastian," Albert cordially said, sticking out his hand. Sebastian looked at it, and weakly shook it. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Albert."
Dave and Albert sat down across from the angry, confused, uncomfortable, pregnant boy and a moment of silence passed.
"So," Dave began, "what did you want to talk about?"
"W-well," Sebastian tried to begin. He looked up and saw both guys just staring at him. "I have to admit, I wasn't prepared for…someone else to be here. No offense."
"None tak-"
"It was my idea to bring him here." Dave said. He turned to smile at the jock chaperone and Albert smiled back. It was a truly, honest smile that sent shards of anger through Sebastian's body.
Completely infuriated, Sebastian suddenly got up, grabbed his bag, and left! Dave was so shocked that he didn't even get time to call out Sebastian's name. Instead, Sebastian fled the scene, leaving two jocks in total shock.
Dave had never been so angry in his life. Sebastian too.
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AN: I know its short. It will be longer again soon. I promise :). Have a great day!-ILOVESMESOMEGLEEX3
