Tech week passed by slowly as Blaine spent every night at school until at least nine. He hated not eating dinner or getting to work on homework until that late at night, but he knew it would all be worth it come opening night. He hoped Sebastian would still be there like he promised he would, but part of him doubted that he actually meant his promise. After all, their last conversation was pretty weird and most of their texts throughout the week were superficial at best. The flirty banter was reduced to a minimum as they both spent the week focusing on different things. Of course, now that they shared that amazing kiss and had that terribly awkward conversation afterward, so much of the fun involved in the flirty banter turned into stress. Blaine didn't want to think about what Sebastian's comments meant anymore.

Plus, most of Blaine's thoughts still revolved around Kurt. He needed to see him. He needed to know if they even had a chance. He made it through the week only texting Kurt twice and trying to call him once...although that didn't include his two attempted Skype calls. He tried to distance himself in case space is what Kurt needed, but it felt like if he stopped, Kurt might see it as Blaine giving up on their relationship.

He decided not to tell Sam or Tina about the kiss. He didn't want to overcomplicate things and he figured that their conversation after the kiss probably meant it wouldn't be happening again, so why worry about it? He and Sebastian could just be friends again. That's all he wanted anyway, right? No matter how good of a kiss it was, he was still in love with Kurt, and he had to prioritize getting Kurt back.

By the time opening night arrived, Blaine could have sworn he sang "Beauty School Dropout" more than anyone ever had. He needed to nail that song if it was his only chance to shine in the school musical. He arrived at McKinley an hour before curtain to change into his costume. The doors opened a half hour before the show, so he had plenty of time to make sure he was ready before the performance.

While Blaine sat at a vanity in the auditorium fixing his makeup for the performance, he received a text from Sebastian.

Hey, Killer. Come find me :) -Sebastian

Blaine figured it couldn't hurt to leave for a bit since he still had 20 minutes until showtime. Plus, his song wasn't until after intermission so it would be fine if he didn't make it backstage until late. He left the auditorium and wandered into the hallway. He should've known Sebastian wouldn't be out in the open somewhere. He eventually found him in the courtyard sitting by himself while he looked over the program. "Teen Angel, huh?" Sebastian asked.

He had no idea how Sebastian knew he was there if he never looked up from the program, but he didn't worry too much about it. He sat down next to him at the table and glanced at the program. "Beauty School Dropout is a fantastic song," Blaine defended.

"Hey, I didn't say anything about it." Sebastian held his hands up in defense. "You look good in all white. You're totally the angel to my devil." He winked at Blaine and Blaine couldn't help but blush at the joke.

"I didn't think you'd be into that kind of thing," Blaine shrugged.

Sebastian's lips rose into his signature smirk. "I could be into a lot of things for you, Killer."

Blaine bit his lip as he thought about the comment. He wished he could fire back with an equally flirty comment, but it never came as naturally to him as it did to Sebastian. "I should get going. Curtain's in 10 minutes."

Sebastian nodded as he stood up and reached for Blaine's hand to help him up from the chair. "Break a leg, then. I'll see you after the show?"

There was a bit of hesitation in the question that Blaine couldn't quite understand, but he did want to spend time talking to Sebastian after the show. After being around him even just for a few moments, he was reminded of all of the ominous comments Sebastian made the weekend before and he wanted to know the truth. "Yeah, I can meet you outside the auditorium," Blaine agreed. He walked away before he could say anything stupid. He needed to get backstage in time for Finn and Artie's pre-show pep talk.

Ever since transferring to McKinley, Blaine identified a small space in the auditorium where he would pump himself up before performances. Before sectionals, regionals, and West Side Story the previous year, he always disappeared into a small corner that was blocked off by a wall near one of the entrances to the backstage areas.

While he was on his way to his favorite place to prepare for the show, Blaine couldn't help but smile knowing someone was there to see him. Even if his parents couldn't come to the show, he knew Sebastian was out in the audience with his beautiful green eyes, admiring Blaine's performance no matter how short his song was. Someone was there just for him. However, as Tina and Sugar pushed forward a costume rack out of Blaine's view, his feet stopped his body from moving on any further. The smile that took over his face after seeing Sebastian immediately shifted into a look of panic as his eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

Kurt was here. He came. He came and he didn't even text to say he was coming. He stood there next to Rachel with a sympathetic half-smile and his gorgeous wide-eyed expression. "Kurt?" Blaine asked, still trying to comprehend the site before his eyes. Even Kurt's half-smile started to fade at the site of Blaine. His eyes shifted to the ground as Blaine continued speaking. "I-I didn't think I'd see you this weekend."

Clearly Kurt didn't feel like talking to him or he would've spoken up himself. Instead, Rachel placed a comforting hand on Kurt's shoulder and spoke for him. "We wouldn't miss it for the world. Would we, Kurt?" She glanced over at Kurt who mumbled a brief "no" and gave yet another half-smile to Blaine, still refusing to make eye contact with Blaine who just continued to stare back at him in shock.

Blaine barely even noticed Finn approaching them until he let out an equally shocked, "Rachel?"

As Rachel greeted Finn and the two made awkward small talk, Blaine's eyes couldn't help but focus on his ex-boyfriend, the boy he loved more than anything in this world who couldn't even look at him. It made him feel so disrespected, so unworthy. Maybe Sebastian was right. Maybe love wasn't worth it at all if this was what it felt like. Blaine finally looked away, unable to bring himself to feel the pain of Kurt's avoidant eyes anymore. It just reminded Blaine of how much he hurt him, and he hated that constant sting in his heart. He had no idea how much worse it could get until he stood face to face with his ex.

His deep thoughts and terrified expression came to a halt at the sound of Kurt's voice. "Rachel has her first big audition for an off-Broadway show next week," Kurt said, interrupting something Rachel had said that Blaine didn't bother to listen to. It was hard enough for him to even be standing here right now. Blaine looked up in shock at hearing Kurt's voice. This was the first time he spoke the entire conversation, and the first time Blaine heard his voice since the break-up. Well, if you don't include all of the times Blaine called and got to hear Kurt's voicemail.

Finn offered Rachel his congratulations and Blaine tried his best to nod along, not really processing what Kurt said. He focused more on his voice, his expression as he finally joined in the conversation. Despite Kurt's participation in the uncomfortable small talk, he still refused to look at Blaine. Blaine's eyes once again stared at the other boy, desperately wishing for any hint of eye contact, any possible indication that Kurt cared.

Rachel accepted Finn's congratulation and Blaine's eyes finally shifted to her, hoping she would offer some opportunity for him to get his mind off of Kurt. But who was he kidding? Rachel probably hated him now, too.

Blaine maintained his gaze at Rachel, finally feeling a little less awkward because of how happy he was for his friend. Yet the second she finished her comment, Blaine looked back at Kurt only to find him staring right back. Of course, the second Blaine made eye contact with his ex-boyfriend, Kurt turned his eyes to the floor once again, transforming Blaine's brief happy grin into a disappointed frown. The awkward silence returned, and Blaine felt Finn glancing around the circle as he stared at the ground. Blaine bit his lip, desperately wishing something would break the silence and they could go back to being inseparable again, spending every weekend going on double dates or having movie nights in the Hudson-Hummel house while both couples cuddled and tried to avoid getting caught by the others kissing during the movie. "Look, this is...this is really, really weird…" Finn finally acknowledged as Blaine awkwardly nodded along with him. "But the four of us have a lot of history between us, so I just wanna say…" He paused again, clearly still at a loss for words. Blaine just wished he could say anything at all. "It's cool you came to see our show." Rachel and Kurt both gave a half-hearted nod. "Pretty proud of it."

All Blaine could muster up was a nod as he finally looked back up at Rachel and Kurt, tears filling his eyes. No, don't let them see you cry. Blaine kept his lips tucked together as he tried to work up the courage to say something, but he had accepted defeat. There was no way he and Kurt were going to talk that night. He could barely keep it together for this 30 second conversation without crying. He knew his eyes were starting to swell up in that way they always did before the tears started to fall and he could feel the lump in his throat desperately trying to escape.

Finn turned away first to walk back to the rest of the cast while Blaine still remained with Kurt and Rachel, staring at his ex-boyfriend and wishing he would take him back. There were so many things to say, so many apologies to make. But Blaine couldn't look much longer without sacrificing all of his dignity, so he started to turn away, only looking back for a second as he followed Finn to where the rest of the cast stood in a circle getting ready for the pre-show pep talk. He would need to give himself his pep talk at his secret spot later.

The show went almost perfectly. When it came time for Blaine's performance, he finally felt like he might be able to sing without bursting into tears. He just hoped he wouldn't see Kurt in the audience. Luckily, for the beginning of the performance, Blaine found he could focus on Sugar just like he was supposed to. When his eyes finally ventured away from Sugar for a moment, he located Sebastian in the audience, and he felt himself relax a bit and actually start to enjoy the song. He kept glancing his way whenever the choreography allowed it.

Unfortunately, when he sat next to Sugar, he couldn't help but notice Kurt sitting in the fifth row in the auditorium. He tried not to let it impact his performance too much, but he felt his expression shift at the sight of Kurt once again looking away at any possibility for eye contact. He shook it off, realizing he needed to keep his focus on the performance. It was almost as if the second he glanced back at Sebastian, he had forgotten all about his minor slip up and remembered what he was supposed to be doing.

The performance ended almost as quickly as it began and the curtains went down in front of him, signaling the end of Blaine's brief appearance in the show. He disappeared backstage and made his way to the choir room, hoping he could calm himself down from the stress of seeing Kurt in the audience. He couldn't believe how weird Kurt was being. He wouldn't even look up at Blaine during the performance.

For a while, Blaine thought about getting in his car and leaving. There was no reason he needed to be there anymore. Artie would be mad at him for missing bows, but Finn would understand. At the same time, Blaine knew how unprofessional it would be and he still cared about the show looking good, despite everything. He also thought he might as well gather his thoughts in case he got the chance to talk with Kurt after the show. He tried to think through what he could possibly say that would make this all okay.

Before Blaine knew it, he still didn't have the right words to say to Kurt and it was time for curtain call. He ran out on stage and did his bow, this time making sure he wouldn't look anywhere near where Kurt was sitting. His saving grace was that Kurt wouldn't be at any other performances and he could enjoy the rest of the shows without the distraction.

When the bows concluded, Blaine found himself wandering around in the hall, searching to see if he could find Kurt anywhere. He had almost forgotten his promise to meet Sebastian after the show when Sebastian called after him. "Damn, who knew Teen Angel in a public school production of Grease could be so sexy?"

Blaine blushed at the compliment, grateful for the distraction from his thoughts about Kurt. "Thanks." Sebastian leaned in for a hug which ended relatively quickly when Blaine remembered where they were. Kurt or someone else could see them at any moment and it would ruin any chance of him getting back together with Blaine.

Sebastian must have noticed Blaine's hesitation because he looked offended at the brevity of the hug. "Assuming you didn't know Kurt was going to be here?" Blaine shook his head. "I tried to avoid him, but it's a small auditorium."

Blaine frowned, starting to panic that they talked. "Wait, did he say something to you?"

"He didn't have to," Sebastian shook his head. "If looks could kill…"

"I'm sorry," Blaine mumbled out of obligation. "I had no idea he was coming back for this. I didn't find out until a few minutes before curtain."

Sebastian reached for Blaine's arm out of habit but pulled back before he actually touched him. "It's cool. But something tells me he's not going to be happy that I was here."

Blaine couldn't help his embarrassment at the situation. He hoped Kurt didn't notice it was Sebastian or assumed that Sebastian coming had nothing to do with Blaine. "Maybe he didn't recognize you out of your uniform," he suggested, sort of joking but secretly wishing it was true.

"Looks like you're about to find out." Sebastian nodded toward the end of the hall where Kurt was standing with Rachel. Most of the hall had cleared but it seemed like Kurt didn't even notice Blaine was there. "Go ahead."

Blaine didn't wait another second after finally working up the courage to chase after Kurt and try to get some semblance of a conversation with him. He practically ran down the hall toward where Kurt and Rachel were standing. "Kurt, I need to talk to you," he blurted out, hoping his blunt words wouldn't send Kurt running away from him.

Blaine looked at Rachel, hoping she would give them a moment to talk. "You okay?" Rachel whispered to Kurt.

Kurt's only response to Rachel was a faint nod as she left them alone and walked down the hall to wait for Kurt to leave with her. Despite Rachel finally leaving, Kurt still refused to look at Blaine. "I'm not interested," he mumbled as he made his way down the hall.

"I... I never told you about what happened. The guy that I hooked up with...I... I need you to know…"

Before Blaine could continue, Kurt finally turned around and with his full voice, he asked Blaine, "What are you gonna to tell me? That it wasn't serious? That you only made out? That you didn't care about him?"

"I didn't care," Blaine mumbled guiltily, trying to think of the words to justify what he did.

"Do you think any of that matters to me?" He asked, staring back at Blaine as if he had done the worst possible thing. "Relationships are about trust," he paused for emphasis, just like he always did when he needed to get his point across. "And I don't trust you anymore." Blaine's eyes fell as he realized how much he messed up. "How could I when you still refuse to tell me the truth? Why's Sebastian here? No, I don't want to know." Kurt turned away and started walking away again.

Blaine continued chasing after him. "I was telling the truth, Kurt. It wasn't him."

"I can't trust you around him, Blaine. If anything, this just reaffirmed what I already thought all of last year. There's a reason I asked you to stop talking to him. Now the second we broke up you went back to how things were before with him." Kurt wasn't yelling, but he definitely had some volume in his voice and tears filling his eyes.

Blaine stared at him, trying to think of something he could say that would fix all of this. "Kurt, I'm telling the truth."

Kurt shook his head, positive that Blaine would never understand. "I was stupid to come back. Rachel's right. This isn't home anymore." Kurt turned and continued walking away, leaving Blaine alone in the hall as he stared after him, confusion and hurt filling his eyes.

He stood there alone for way longer than he should have. Part of him expected Sebastian to approach him again, but he also knew he didn't have the energy to deal with him at the moment. He assumed Sebastian knew that, so he stayed away. He could've stood in that hallway all night reliving his conversation with Kurt over and over again until he figured out where he went wrong. In fact, he probably would have if he wasn't interrupted by Sam grabbing him by the shoulders. "Dude, Artie has notes and stuff. We should get to the choir room." When Blaine didn't respond, Sam knew something was wrong. "What happened?"

Blaine felt frozen. He tried to move but he couldn't. "I... I don't know."

"You know what will definitely make you feel better? Breadstix. We're all going after the meeting in the choir room." When Blaine still didn't respond, Sam continued. "Look, if you don't wanna talk about it, that's fine. But please just come to the choir room."

After a few more seconds of staring down the hall at the doors Kurt walked through with Rachel only five minutes earlier, Blaine finally acknowledged that he needed to follow Sam to the choir room. They sat down next to each other and waited for the meeting to begin.

As Artie rambled off an amazing review left on the show, Blaine couldn't help but feel proud, even despite the tremendous guilt and hurt consuming his thoughts. He allowed himself to clap along with everyone else, knowing he shouldn't let the happy in. He didn't deserve to be happy after the way he treated Kurt.

Blaine listened as Mr. Schue gave a heartwarming goodbye speech, but he couldn't help but contemplate how he ended up here: a cheater playing a background role in an overdone musical at a high school he didn't even want to go to, trying to push back tears as he imagined a life at McKinley without Kurt. As he held back tears, the idea of transferring back to Dalton consumed his thoughts. Maybe he wasn't meant to be at McKinley after all. Maybe if he just stayed at Dalton, none of this would have happened. He and Kurt would have gotten used to being apart and they could have made Kurt's leaving for New York work.

He tried to shake the thought as Sam sat beside him, grabbing Blaine's shoulder. "Are you coming?" Sam asked. Blaine barely noticed that everyone around them had already left the choir room except for a few lingering underclassmen who didn't seem to be leaving anytime soon. When Blaine looked up at Sam, clearly confused, Sam must have realized that Blaine tuned out the end of the post-show discussion. "A bunch of people are hanging out at my place after Breadstix."

Blaine tried to think of a good excuse not to go, but he couldn't come up with anything. "I honestly don't feel up to it."

"Sebastian can come if you want," Sam suggested.

Blaine figured that Sam didn't realize he just didn't want to go at all. It had nothing to do with Sebastian or anyone else. Well, maybe it had something to do with Kurt. "Is Kurt staying there?"

Sam looked away, wishing he could say no. "Yeah. I didn't know when I planned the party. He and Rachel didn't decide to come back until this morning and they flew in an hour before the show."

Blaine hesitated for a while, thinking over the implications of going to the party. He didn't think Kurt would actually be there since it definitely didn't seem like Kurt was in the mood to socialize with the rest of the glee kids. But he didn't want to take that risk. Kurt certainly wouldn't want to talk to Blaine and Blaine didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable in his own house. He was also positive that Burt wouldn't want Blaine interfering with Kurt's time at home, so he decided it was for the best to stay away. Plus, he wasn't in much of a party mood after the events of the night. "I'll think about it," Blaine finally replied. He didn't want to commit to not going because he didn't want to upset his friend, but he also knew he probably wouldn't end up at the Hudson-Hummel house that night.

"Cool. I'm gonna head out so I can buy snacks and stuff, but feel better dude, okay?" Sam gave Blaine a playful nudge and left to change back into his normal clothes.

After Sam left the choir room, Blaine sat in silence for a while, thinking over what he could have said or done differently to get Kurt to listen to him. He felt so defeated, so useless. If he couldn't even get Kurt to have a conversation with him, how could he ever be a good boyfriend to him again? Blaine found himself staring at the walls in the choir room as he contemplated life. The tears stopped falling a while before he and Sam started talking, but he still felt that lump in his throat, just waiting for his body to collapse and succumb to the tears.

"You sure don't look like the guy that just stole the show." Blaine looked up to find Sebastian and his classic smirk leaning against the door frame that made up the entrance to the choir room. He gave Blaine a wink while he waited for a response.

Blaine tried his best to smile back, but it was hard for him to fake happiness, even if he was glad to find out Sebastian didn't leave the second he saw Blaine talking to Kurt. "It's been a weird night."

"Well you killed it in the show," Sebastian said. He moved away from the door and started to step closer to Blaine. "Why do you look like you desperately need a drink?"

Blaine didn't feel like rehashing his entire night, especially since he figured Sebastian wouldn't want to hear about all of his interactions with Kurt after what happened between them the week before. "The better question is why do you?" He noticed Sebastian's usual spark was missing. He seemed different, not quite as happy-go-lucky and drunk on life as he normally was.

Sebastian sighed and took a seat next to Blaine, leaning in close, just like he always did. "In case you've never experienced rejection, it's not fun seeing the guy you want hung up on someone else."

Blaine looked over at Sebastian as the guilt resurfaced. "Yeah, the guy you want to hook up with." He rolled his eyes and sunk back in his chair, wishing he didn't feel so exhausted.

"Is that what you think of me?" Sebastian frowned, maintaining his gaze into Blaine's eyes. It was almost like Sebastian was actually offended, like Blaine assumed the worst possible thing without any merit to back it up.

"Prove me wrong," Blaine shrugged. "You used to tell me all kinds of hookup stories from Scandals and your boarding school in Paris. Why would I think I was any different?" Sebastian stared at Blaine in what looked like disbelief. This may have been the first time Blaine ever saw Sebastian completely speechless. It didn't feel like Sebastian would say another word when he stood up and started to walk out of the room. "Where are you going?"

Sebastian shook his head as he reached the door. "You're clueless, Blaine."

Blaine's eyebrows raised. He wasn't sure if he should be offended or not. Clueless? What did he get wrong? "Wait," Blaine almost shouted after Sebastian. He stood up and followed him to the door, reaching for Sebastian's hand. "Can we just...can we just do something crazy tonight? Something fun? I just would really like to think about something other than Kurt and you...you always take me somewhere else."

"This is what I'm talking about, Blaine," Sebastian insisted, playing with Blaine's fingers as he held onto his hand.

Once again, Blaine didn't understand what Sebastian meant with all of this "you don't get it" nonsense. Why did he have to get it himself? Why couldn't Sebastian just tell him what the hell was going on with him? Still, Blaine didn't have the energy to ask questions. "Please," Blaine practically begged. He said the word in a weak whisper, hoping Sebastian would understand that he couldn't deal with all of this deep talk that night.

Sebastian thought about it for a moment, clearly dealing with an internal dilemma of his own, and then nodded. "Alright, fine. I have one idea. But you can't tell anyone about this, okay?"

Blaine smirked. This sounded exactly like the type of thing he needed to get his mind off of Kurt. He followed Sebastian through McKinley's doors and to his car. He sat in the front seat and plugged his phone into the auxiliary port. "Shotgun gets the aux." Blaine smirked as he looked through his music for the perfect song. "Oh, I got it."

It only took a second before Sebastian recognized the song. "No way, driver gets veto, skip it," he demanded, reaching for Blaine's phone.

"Hey, eyes on the road!" Blaine laughed as he started to sing along with the song. It was "Sunday Morning" by Maroon 5 and Blaine knew it would drive Sebastian crazy. He basically serenaded Sebastian as they drove and laughed. Blaine definitely achieved his goal of making the other boy blush. Nothing made him as embarrassed as Blaine making fun of him for his first crush. "Come on, sing with me," Blaine insisted, nudging Sebastian's arm. For a while, Sebastian protested the request, but by the second refrain he couldn't help but join in.

As they both sang at the top of their lungs, Blaine knew he made the right choice to skip Sam's party. There was nothing like driving on Lima roads late at night with the windows down and a cute guy. Nothing could break the awkward tension in their friendship like a little bit of music, especially since Maroon 5 is what got Sebastian out of his shell the first time they ever really talked about something more than superficial show choir related things. They found out quickly about their mutual love of Adam Levine and never failed to resort to discussion of that when conversations got awkward. "Hey, where are we going?" Blaine asked when the song ended and he noticed Sebastian getting on the highway.

"Try to be a little spontaneous," Sebastian smirked. He turned the music up when a new song came on and they both continued to sing all the way to their unknown destination. They managed to get through the entirety of Songs About Jane, the album that apparently was Sebastian's sexual awakening, plus a few songs off of Blaine's road trip playlist.

They barely spoke the entire car ride because they were too busy singing, but Blaine knew he needed to say something when Sebastian finally exited off the highway. "So we're going to Columbus? What are we doing here?" Blaine asked, curious about his plans for the night. It was already almost 11 by the time they took the exit so nothing would be open.

"You'll see," Sebastian grinned. A few minutes later, they pulled into a long driveway with a gate out front that led to the largest house Blaine had ever seen.

Blaine looked around as they finally reached the end of the driveway and Sebastian parked his car. "Wait are we breaking into a house?" He asked as he stepped out of the car. Of course Sebastian would be the one to drag him into some crazy illegal scheme.

Sebastian walked up behind him with a smirk, unable to contain a laugh as he replied. "It's my parents' place. They're out of town so we can do anything we want." Blaine hesitated as he was distracted by the size of the mansion standing before him, but he tried to snap himself out of it when Sebastian started walking toward the front door. "Are you coming or what?" Blaine followed behind him and soon enough he stood inside the most beautiful house he'd ever seen. He suddenly couldn't wait to see the kind of things they could do in a house like that.