A/N: I would like to first apologize for the end of last chapter… what Sebastian said in response to Rachel answering the phone made absolutely no sense. I guess I probably should stop trying to write chapters at one in the morning… So just disregard his response and we'll start with that this chapter. And for their phone conversation the order will be going Sebastian, Rachel. And when they sing later on, regular italics is Sebastian, bold italics are Rachel, and bold, underlined italics are when they are singing together.
I don't own Glee or any songs used in this chapter. So let's go.
"Always answer the phone like that when you don't know a person's number, Berry?" Sebastian replied cockily.
"Shut up."
"… If you just wanted me to stay silent the whole time, why did you want me to call you?"
"I want to talk about what happened after the party."
"Rachel, really. Nothing happened."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Rachel. One, I'm gay and wouldn't ever do anything to you," he started, "And despite the fact that it doesn't seem like it, I'm not that big of a jerk. You were so smashed and plus. Sex probably means something to you."
"Thanks, Sebastian."
"No problem, I guess. I have a question, though?"
"Hmm?"
"Did Finn ever physically hurt you?"
"You know, Sebastian… You are a good person."
"Rachel, you didn't answer my que—"
"Oops. I have to go and eat lunch. Thanks for calling, Sebastian."
And with that she hung up on him. He wasn't going to jump to conclusions, though the fact that she was so evasive to his question made him think the answer was more than likely a yes. He heard his phone vibrate, reading a text message from Blaine.
Had fun last night. Thanks. Join Rachel, Kurt, and I at Abler's tonight, 7:30? Be there or be lame.
-Blaine.
Sebastian responded with a simple, "K" and smiled to himself.
Rachel was actually really surprised that Kurt was letting her fix herself for the night. Typically when Rachel, Blaine, and Kurt went out together, Kurt demanded that he make her look beautiful but he said he just didn't feel like it that night. Therefore Rachel was standing at her open closet, looking at all the stuff she had, whether she had purchased it or Kurt had. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she thumbed through the hangers of clothes, finally giving up. She crossed the room to her desk, picking up her phone and calling Blaine.
"Hello, Rachel?" Blaine asked.
"Hey, Blaine… I need an opinion."
"Go ahead?"
"Well, Kurt isn't helping me get ready for tonight," Rachel started, "So I have no idea what to wear."
She listened to him laugh in the background, "I'll be over in a a few minutes."
"Thank you so much!" She thanked him and shut her phone, sitting it back down.
Within the next seven minutes Blaine was at her house and she welcomed him in, taking him upstairs, "… So. Where to get started?"
Blaine raised his eyebrows as he looked at her full closet, "Well. Just give me about seven hours and maybe I'll go through everything you have and we can find something decent that doesn't make you look like a lonely old cat lady."
Rachel picked up a pillow and hit him with it, laughing at him, though on the inside she sighed. It was sad but probably true; with the way Rachel's relationships kept going down, she was going to be a lonely cat lady. She sat down on the corner of her mattress and watched as Blaine began to pick through her clothes, tossing potentials at her. After thirty minutes the two decided on a basic black dress and returned all the other options to her closet. She pulled a pair of dark blue flats out of the bottom of her closet, deciding that she hardly ever wore the shoes, so she would tonight. Shoeing Blaine out of the room, she dressed quickly and then let him come back in, "… Should I wear makeup?" She asked Blaine this as she peered at the actual makeup products she had on her vanity.
She felt Blaine come up behind her, reaching for a makeup product, causing his arm to brush her side. Rachel couldn't help but think it was a little weird but she mentally shrugged it off and took the tube of mascara Blaine was holding out for her, "Just this." The brunette girl nodded her head, taking the tube and bending slightly so that she could put it on from where she was, somewhat forgetting that Blaine was so close to her. As she bent, her butt hit Blaine's crotch, and she could have swore she saw him bite down on his lip. Again she tried to ignore it and moved herself a bit forward, applying the mascara.
After she finished, she turned around, looking at her alarm clock, and Blaine looked over at it too, "Kurt's driving himself. You want me to drive you? We could leave now and get appetizers started and everything so we don't have to wait as long?"
"Sure, Blaine."
For some reason, the whole car ride to Abler's was very… strange, for a lack of better words. Blaine wasn't acting very Blaine-like here recently, but she wasn't going to say anything about it. Once they got there, they ordered a few appetizers to be ready by 7:30 and sat next to each other at the little bar stools, drinking cherry cokes. Things seemed to be less awkward and their conversation was free flowing. They talked about how much an idiot Finn was and bashed a little bit on Sebastian, but at precisely 7:15 Blaine looked Rachel in the eyes, as they were facing each other sideways in their chairs.
"Rachel," he started, "You're beautiful."
And he kissed her. Not just your typical peck on the cheek or the forehead like he did every now and then, but full on the lips. Rachel wasn't sure what was going on, but she didn't have to worry about kissing Blaine back or anything because almost instantly she heard the voice of someone who she at least hadn't expected to be there.
"Well, well, well… What do we have here?" Sebastian voiced as he watched the two pull apart almost instantly, taking the seat on Blaine's right, "If my eyes aren't deceiving me, I think I just saw a Blaine Anderson kissing a Rachel Berry. I guess Rachel's become my competition for your affection too, Blaine? Does your little deer-faced boyfriend know about this?"
"Um." Was all Rachel really had to say to the situation, still taken aback by what had happened.
"Sebastian," Blaine started, his eyes clearly portraying that he had been caught, "You can't tell Kurt."
"What if I tell Kurt, Blaine," Rachel started cautiously, "… He's one of my best friends. You can't go… Doing things like that when you're dating someone else—a guy at that."
"Rach," Blaine started, "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to. I just got overwhelmed, I guess. I just am not sure what I want anymore."
"Well, let's go back to me, then," Sebastian said, re-entering the conversation, "I know what you'd have to do to keep me from telling Blaine. You have to use those friendly lips to kiss mine."
Rachel and Blaine both groaned before Blaine sighed and leaned over, kissing Sebastian full-on. Rachel just kind of sat there, wide-eyed as the scene played out. A part of her felt obscene and weird watching as Blaine kissed Sebastian and the fact that it wasn't just a little kiss either just made it more strange. It wasn't until she saw Sebastian's tongue enter Blaine's mouth that she cleared her throat.
"This is everyone's get out of jail free card being used up," Rachel muttered quietly, watching the two pull away from each other "I didn't like one bit what just went on here… but I think I had this dream last night that talked about being high schoolers and stuff and I'm just going to let you have this one. But I won't cover up for any of you after this."
Sebastian didn't bring up that they had actually held a real conversation about the being in high school the previous night since as far as he knew, Rachel still hadn't told Blaine that they had literally slept together the night before. He shrugged his shoulders, his face looking rather cocky. He got part of what he wanted from Blaine and it was easy, so he wondered if it would be just as simple to get the other thing that he wanted. It stayed pretty silent after the two young men kissed and Rachel just stared into her half-empty glass of cherry coke. She wondered when, if, Kurt was going to show up. Blaine and Sebastian had both put her in a very odd situation that she didn't wish to be stuck in if Kurt were to ever find out.
"So um," Rachel began, getting up from her stool, "I'm going to the bathroom."
After she walked away, Sebastian turned to look at Blaine, "So you two do that often?"
Blaine glared over at Sebastian, "No, not really. One other time, though Kurt knows about that one."
"So maybe that Finn guy is a little smarter than he played off to be," Sebastian added, smiling as the waitress handed him a glass of water, "Probably knew at least one of the two of you had the hots for his girlfriend. So is Kurt even coming tonight?"
"I honestly don't know," Blaine said, looking into his own drink, "He's actually been acting a little weird himself."
"Maybe you're not the only one being a little bit unfaithful,"
"Maybe."
As soon as the two saw Rachel coming back, they stopped their conversation. Sebastian leaned over the bar to the bartender, whispering something in her ear. Rachel sat down, watching Sebastian with interest as to what he was telling the woman. As she watched a blush spread across her cheeks, Rachel felt sorry for the bartender. The brown eyed girl watched as she nodded, and then passed the three shots of some sort of alcohol.
Were people really this easily swayed?
"Let's get this party started," Sebastian exclaimed, downing his shot.
"This is illegal," Rachel stated in a flat tone.
"Not if you don't get caught," Sebastian explained, reaching around Blaine to push the shot glass closer to Rachel. She pushed it back, deciding that drinking two nights in a row probably wasn't the best idea.
"If you want you can have it, Blaine… I guess I can be everyone's designated driver tonight," Rachel said, and Blaine nodded, drinking both his and Rachel's shots.
Rachel nodded, turning slightly. As she did, she caught the eye of Kurt who was just walking in. She checked the time on her cell phone, the time reading 7:47. Kurt was never late. This was strange. Everyone was acting rather weird about things and she wasn't sure what was going on and at the same time, she also wasn't sure that she wanted to know.
"Hey, everyone," Kurt started off, kissing Blaine's cheek lightly, "Sorry I'm late. I had to go pick up Finn and take him back home. For some reason he was at Dalton looking for you, Rachel. That was the most annoying two-hour car ride I have ever endured."
Rachel gave him a sympathetic look, smiling at him uneasily, "I have no idea why he would have went there. I haven't even been to the school."
"That's what I tried telling him," Kurt said, nodding his head as he picked up Blaine's glass of cherry Coke and taking a small sip, before Blaine stood up.
"Let's go dance or something," Blaine suggested, taking his boyfriend by the hand and heading over to the dance floor.
Rachel swung her feet from the bar stool, trying not to pay much attention to Sebastian.
"So."
"Look, Smythe. Just because I happened to wake up with you last night doesn't mean we're friends."
"I never said I wanted to be your friend," Sebastian said plainly, signaling the bartender for another shot, giving her a wink, finishing it off just as quickly as he had the first, "You never answered me, earli—"
"Rachel!"
Rachel swallowed. It was the voice of the person she really didn't want to see at that moment, or perhaps for the rest of her life. Both Sebastian and Rachel swiveled in their stool, actually seeing Finn at the same time. A sigh escaped Rachel's mouth as she pinched the bridge of her nose, "What are you doing here, Finn?"
"Why were you at Dalton yesterday?" he bellowed, as he kept on approaching, stopping in front of Rachel.
"I think you need to back up," Sebastian suggested, rolling up his sleeves casually.
Finn chose to ignore the Warbler, continuing to look at Rachel, "You must have a thing for going after gay guys."
Rachel's eyes opened a little wider and Sebastian sighed, a tone of annoyance decorating the noise.
"Look, Finn—" Sebastian started to say, being cut off by Finn.
"I don't even know who you are," Finn said, turning to Sebastian, "But I really think you should mind your own business."
Sebastian laughed, not a chuckle or anything, he just laughed, "I think since I happen to be out with this young lady right now, anything lumberjack-mouth says becomes my business." He stood up, moving in front of Rachel to put the distance between the two, noticing the inch difference between him and Finn, "So I really suggest you get out of here and leave her alone."
"We just broke up yesterday and you're already going out with someone else? I always knew you were a whor—" Finn started, though never really got to finish because Sebastian punched him in the mouth.
"Sebastian!" Rachel called out, causing him to look over, distracting him, and Finn retaliated with a punch as well before Rachel really shrieked out. The crowd that was over on the dance floor paused, looking over at the bar. Those eating at the tables also stopped to look at what was happening before someone else yelled out bar fight as Sebastian hit Finn again.
"This isn't going to end well," Rachel thought to herself, though didn't really do anything to stop the fight until she noticed the bartender from earlier reaching for the phone, most likely to call the police. It dawned on her that Sebastian had been drinking and it wouldn't turn out well for him. As soon as Sebastian knocked Finn down (she couldn't help but be impressed by that, Finn looked like he could break Sebastian in half, honestly), she grabbed for Sebastian's hand, linking their fingers together, and pulling him toward the exit door.
"Which one is your car," she hissed, leading them from the side of the building to the front, watching as his fingers pointed to a black Mercedes, "And you hurry up and give me your keys. You've been drinking."
"You are not driving Paula."
"… You named your car Paula?"
"Yes."
"I don't care. Give me the keys unless you want to be in trouble because that bartender you were sweet talking was calling the police. Let's not forget you not only started a bar fight but you've been drinking and there is no way you are twenty-one," Rachel growled, holding her hand out for the keys.
"Fine," he sighed, handing her the keys from his pocket, "but if you hurt her, you will be paying."
She unlocked the doors, and climbed into the driver's seat, Sebastian doing the same but in the passenger side. Rachel put her seat belt on and glared at Sebastian until he did the same. With that, she started the car and they drove off, "Text Blaine and tell him that I am taking you back to Dalton and I'll talk to him tomorrow."
And she began the two-hour drive to Westerville. For the most part, the two sat in complete silence. Rachel couldn't decide if she was angry at Sebastian for getting into a physical altercation with her ex-boyfriend or if she was content that he got into a physical altercation for her. She pulled off on an exit, stopping at a small grocery store.
"What are you doing," Sebastian asked, not even sure if he knew where they were.
"I just remembered that I needed to get something for your face," Rachel responded, looking over now that they were in the lighted parking lot, "Because that's definitely not going to look pretty in the morning. You just stay here and I'll go buy a frozen bag of peas or something."
He nodded, looking into the rearview mirror at his face. The spot where Finn's fist had collided with his face was starting to bruise and he sighed. This was going to be annoying to explain to people. Before he knew it, Rachel was getting back in the car, handing him the bag of frozen vegetables with a sad look on her face, "I'm really sorry, Sebastian. I didn't think he would get this out of hand."
Sebastian shrugged his shoulders, "I may not always act like I am the nicest person, but my mother would have me killed if she were to ever found out I let a guy talk to a girl like that in my presence."
"Interesting."
She got back on the road, heading toward Westerville once again, casually looking over a few times to make sure the guy in the passenger seat was okay, watching him as he stared out the window, "You want to listen to some music or talk or something?" Rachel asked, "I'm not going to lie and say that this dead silence isn't completely and totally awkward."
He nodded his head, taking his phone out of his pocket and plugging it in, hitting shuffle on his music, "Anything you would like to listen to, Rachel?"
"Turn it on something we can sing together," she said, "I think the power of both of our voices would sound amazing, actually."
He nodded his head in response, scrolling through the music on his phone, finally picking out a song. As the beginning instrumental began to play, Sebastian turned to Rachel, "Do you know this song?"
"Yeah."
"Once upon a time somebody ran
Somebody ran away saying fast as I can
I've got to go, got to go
Once upon a time we fell apart
You're holding in your hands the two Halves of my heart
Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, Ohhhhh."
"Once upon a time, we burned bright
Now all we ever seem to do is fight
On and on, and on and on and on."
"Once upon a time on the same side.
Once upon a time on the same side, in the same game."
"And why'd you have to go, have to go and throw water on my flame
I could've been a Princess, You'd be a King
Could've had a castle, and worn a ring
But no, you let me go
I could've been a Princess, You'd be a king
Could've had a castle, and worn a ring
But no, you let me go."
"And stole my star
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You stole my star la, la la la la laaaaaa
Oooooooh-oh oh oooooooh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh
Oooooooh-oh oh oooooooh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh
Cause you really hurt me
No you really hurt me
Cause you really hurt me
No you really hurt me
Cause you really hurt me
Ooooooooh no you really hurt me
Cause you really hurt me
Ooooooooh no you really hurt me."
"Not too bad, Berry."
"Not too bad yourself, Smythe."
The two laughed at each other and Rachel shrugged her shoulders. They sang songs the rest of the way back to Dalton. It wasn't until Rachel got there that she realized she had made a huge mistake, "So Sebastian?"
"Hmm?" he asked as he was getting ready to step out of the car.
"You don't mind if I crash here again?" she started, giving a nervous laugh, "I kind of just realized by driving you here with your own car left me stranded and I think Kurt and Blaine need some quality time together."
Sebastian nodded his head yes, "Yeah, I don't see why not… but first I'm going to have to sneak you in… Actually, it's Saturday, isn't it? Andrew won't mind me letting you in. He runs the lobby of the dorm rooms on Saturday evenings. Most of the time he isn't even there."
"Andrew was the name of the guy I was dancing with last night, right?" Rachel asked, memories from the night before becoming cloudy but at least semi-memorable.
"If you could consider practically having sex with clothes on as dancing, then yeah," he stated, "That's the guy you were dancing with."
Rachel blushed. She really needed to just stop drinking around people because she always seemed to do something embarrassing. She got out of the car, following right behind Sebastian, handing him the keys. As Sebastian had said, there was no one at the front desk. She heard a pulsing beat if she listened hard enough, and that's where she guessed this Andrew person was probably at. She bounded up the stairs after Sebastian and followed him into his dorm, immediately going for the couch.
"This thing is so comfortable," she exclaimed, cuddling into the arm.
Sebastian turned to her, shutting and locking the door behind him, "I have a feeling if I've told you how many times sex has happened on that couch that you would change your mind."
Rachel's face paled as she thought about the possible truth in his statement and Sebastian laughed, "I'm kidding, Rachel. I always try to make it to the bed and if we can't wait that long, we don't even make it half way to the couch." His green eyes absorbed the color drain even more from Rachel's face.
"Why are you so vulgar?"
"It's not vulgar, it's the truth."
"Do you always have to be so honest, then?"
Sebastian shook his head, "And things like that are why I try and stay far away from women. You always lose no matter what. You tell them the truth, they'd rather you lie, you lie and they want you to tell the truth. Sometimes they put out a little easier than guys though."
"So you've had sex with women? I thought you were gay?" Rachel inquired, not even bothering to hide the fact that these apparently "gay" men were obviously not as gay as they claimed to be, especially after Blaine was being strange earlier.
"I guess I'm bisexual," Sebastian admitted finally, letting himself flop down on the couch after he pulled the six pack out of his mini-fridge and sitting it down on the coffee table, grabbing one for him and holding the other out for Rachel, "I really don't care, honestly. I just want sex and I'll gladly take it from anyone who isn't nasty."
Rachel really didn't want the beer that Sebastian had offered but at the same time… it had been a really interesting day. She mentally sighed and popped open the top, taking a large swallow, "This stuff really tastes like crap. And it's horrible that you use people like that, you know. I'm sure you have emotions deep down in there somewhere… and you're going to keep playing all of these games with people and then you're going to actually display these feelings and no one is going to take you seriously."
"Rachel, like I told you yesterday, it's high school. We're teenagers and we're young. It doesn't really matter right now," he said, opening his own drink and taking a large sip as well, "And yeah. This stuff tastes like ass, but it's all I have left. I hit you with my last water bottle last night. You want to watch a movie?"
"So that wasn't a dream…" she spoke, it not really being a question but more of a statement, "And yeah, I vaguely remember you throwing the water bottle at my head. Sure, to the movie."
He reached for the remote, and picked up the four beers left, distributing them between the two. He turned the television on and picked the scariest movie he could find in the DVR. Throughout the whole entire movie, when she wasn't finishing off her three bottles of beer, Rachel would shriek or burry her head into the arm of the couch, though as the movie progressed, the closer she wound up getting to Sebastian, finally to the point where she just kept her eyes buried in his shoulder. Once the movie was over, he patted her head, "It's over, Rachel… You know, you could have told me to turn the movie off if you weren't going to watch it, right?"
"Yeah, well, you seemed to be enjoying it so I didn't want to be a party-pooper," she said, yawning at the same time as Sebastian did.
"Bed?" he asked, yawning again.
"Yeah." She answered, getting up and the two walked over, climbing under the covers.
Sebastian held his arms open and Rachel looked at him curiously, "You are an avid cuddler, Rachel. You told me this. And you woke me up a million times last night because you kept making your way over to me and by morning you were on top of me. I figure if you just start out there, the less you'll wake me up."
"Alrighty then…" Rachel answered awkwardly, moving so that she was pressed against Sebastian's chest.
"You know what I just realized?" Sebastian asked Rachel. Her response was an eyebrow raise, so he continued, "We're still in our clothes. Which is a problem."
"I'm not going to get naked or have sex with you, Sebastian."
"… That wasn't what I was insinuating, you pervert," he chirped, "I was just saying this is kind of uncomfortable. I dunno about you, but I'm changing."
And so he got out of bed, heading over to his wardrobe to find a fresh pair of boxers and without any warning, started to take off his clothing. Once he finished, he turned around to see Rachel had her face pressed into his pillow, "I'm not naked anymore, Rachel."
She looked up, saw him shirtless, let out a squeak, and looked back down, "Rachel. I'm not going to wear a shirt. But do you want something more comfortable to sleep in?"
"Nah, I'm fine."
"Whatever floats your boat," he said, starting to cross the room.
"I changed my mind," Rachel decided out loud, Sebastian grumbling. He turned back around and grabbed a pair of shorts and a tee-shirt for her, tossing them at her, "Don't look at me."
"I won't," he said, covering his eyes, waiting for her to tell him when it would be okay for him to get back in bed.
"Alright, done now," she told him, patting the place next to her on the bed.
"Need anything else? This is your final chance," he told her as he slowly made his way back to his bed.
"Nope, just sleep," she told him as she curled up to him as close as possible, shutting her eyes.
Sebastian put his arms around her and shut his own, but his mind was still awake, even though he could tell Rachel was already asleep. Today hadn't just been a weird say for Rachel, but for him as well. Seeing Blaine kiss Rachel, getting to kiss Blaine, punching Rachel's ex a few times, being taken care of by Rachel, and hanging out with Rachel. She really wasn't that bad of a person, maybe just a little annoying. She was also kind of cute in a weird way, but he wouldn't ever opening admit that. Pictures of Rachel and kissing Rachel and doing other things with Rachel flooded his mind as he slowly started to drift off.
A/N: And that's chapter three! Hope you guys enjoyed it. Don't forget to review and thank you to all of those who have! Sorry if not a whole bunch has been really happening to further the Smytheberry relationship but it will happen eventually, I promise. I pretty much have the whole story mapped out, I just have to get to writing it. I'm probably going to squeeze out at least half of four before I go to bed, or at least try to. If there are any songs you would like to see feature in this fic, send me a PM or comment here!
Song this chapter: Princess of China by Coldplay and Rihanna.