As his car came to a halt in Tom's enormous driveway, Blaine took a deep breath and muttered a quick "be nice" to himself sternly, before climbing out of the car. The steady crunch of the gravel under his feet soothed him a little as he made his way towards the front door. Full to the brim with a whole range of emotions, Blaine was aware that he was more prone to lash out at people recently and he reminded himself that tonight was neither the time nor the place. No, tonight he needed to bring out the mask he had formed in the past weeks. The thin layer that hid the emotion on his face and the meaning behind his words. He was becoming increasingly better at applying it fast whenever someone mentioned Kurt's name, but he knew it would have its toughest test yet if Sebastian were to mention Kurt tonight… it might just crack. Blaine decided he would hedge his bets and just keep well away from Sebastian all evening. Tonight could be good for him, he could actually enjoy himself, he might genuinely laugh for the first time in ages. He missed laughing.

The scene that Blaine walked in on made him feel all warm and happy inside. There were about fifteen boys sat around the sitting room, all staring intently at the television which was hosting some kind of action film, Blaine assumed, judging by the guns and car crashes he glimpsed as he made his way to an empty arm chair. Blaine was only a few minutes late, but he was secretly glad they hadn't waited for him to start the film as, apart from a few hushed 'hellos!' and hugs, Blaine didn't have to converse with anyone. Blaine, shall we say, wasn't an 'action film' sort of guy. He wasn't the type of person to revel in gunfire, explosions and shouting, he much preferred a plot with a deeper meaning, with love and loss, a romance or a tragedy-that was what he preferred. This film was far from it. Blaine felt himself starting to daydream after about twenty minutes. His subconscious mind took him back to days he had spent watching films with Kurt, memories that had been revisited many times before…

The boys had only been dating a week or so when Blaine had invited Kurt over to watch some films after school, desperate to spend more time with him in the exciting first few weeks of new, young love. Kurt had his feet up on the sofa and his head was resting on Blaine's chest. They were watching some sort of sappy romance and neither of them talked through the film, they just lay there, happy and content with just enjoying the presence of each other. At the climax of the film, the two main characters realised their love for each other and kissed to a background of swelling violins. Blaine turned his head to look at Kurt's profile but Kurt slowly sat up so he could look back at him straight on. Blaine's eyes travelled over his face, aware that Kurt's eyes were trailing over his features too. Kurt's perfect features, his flawless cheekbones, his glasz eyes still sparkling with unshed tears from the film, his soft pink lips...

It only took a few seconds before he leant in to touch his lips to Kurt's, at the same time raising a hand to let his fingertips touch Kurt's cheek briefly before moving to the back of his neck to draw him closer. He felt Kurt's lips tighten slightly as they stretched into a smile, his hand moving up to Blaine's chest, resting gently above Blaine's pounding heart. As the soft kiss became hungrier Blaine's tongue slipped inside Kurt's mouth, passing Kurt's tongue on the way which was doing the same to Blaine. After a minute or so Kurt pulled back and, with their noses still touching, he whispered something Blaine would remember for ever,

"I love you."

Blaine felt the tears welling up and blinked them away furiously. He came here to forget Kurt and enjoy himself and yet here he was, crying over an old memory of the two of them, but it wasn't just an old memory, it was the first time they had confessed their love for each other and it took a minute of Blaine blinking furiously at the floor until he was certain all traces of tears had disappeared from his eyes. Raising his head slowly, he glanced around furtively to check if anyone had noticed- and caught Sebastian looking straight at him. Great. That was just what he needed. He looked back at the TV, pretending to be fascinated by the film, but he was holding his breath. He wasn't sure what he was waiting for, he just knew Sebastian wasn't the type to just let things go. He was half afraid Sebastian would call out to him across the room simultaneously looking caring and drawing attention to Blaine's misery to the rest of the room, he thought Sebastian was a tiny bit better than that, but Blaine had learnt the hard way that Sebastian's character was unpredictable. He only had a few moments of wondering what was going to happen this time, before his phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out and read the message on the screen.

Wanna go for a quick walk? I want to talk to you- Seb

Blaine put the phone away without even unlocking it, making sure "Seb" could see. He had no intention of having a long patronising talk from a nosy and inconsiderate person like Sebastian. He ignored his phone going off again…and again…and again. When his phone buzzed for the fifth time, he pulled it out angrily. He was going to tell Sebastian exactly what he thou- his thoughts were cut off when he saw that the texts were actually from Jeff:

Come on Blaine he just wants to apologise

Please Blaine…

Blaine come on your just being childish!

GO BLAINE.

He glanced up at Jeff and wasn't surprised to see that he was situated right next to Sebastian on the opposite side of the room. Both of them were staring straight at Blaine. Everyone else was still engrossed in the movie and were oblivious to the glaring war between Blaine and Jeff that was happening around them. Finally Blaine gave in and texted Jeff,-he would never text Sebastian.

FINE.

He then watched as Jeff showed Sebastian his phone. Sebastian smirked-oh how Blaine hated that smirk, Sebastian was so up himself-then stood up and walked out the room. After a few moments, Blain, reluctantly, followed.

He found Sebastian on the patio outside the kitchen. It was dark out but surprisingly warm. Like that time he and Kurt had gone-

"I just wanted to say sorry," interrupted Sebastian casually.

Blaine waited; he needed to know exactly what Sebastian was sorry for, and was not sorry for.

"I'm sorry to hear about you and Kurt."

"No you're not."

"No, I am," he insisted, "I can see how unhappy you are and it makes me unhappy."

"Yeah? Well I'm sorry for making you unhappy," answered Blaine sarcastically, "is there anything else you want to blame me for while you at it?"

"What?" Asked Sebastian, confused. He had every right to be, Blaine was overreacting big time.

"You heard me, is there anything else you want to make me feel bad about?!" Blaine was starting to raise his voice now.

"No Blaine, I didn't mean to- I mean I don't blame you!"

"Well everyone else is so you might as well! It's not like they're wrong either! It is all my fault!" Blaine's voice cracked and he fought to hold back the tears that were threatening to make an appearance. What was he doing? Sebastian only apologised! He was being nice! But Blaine felt so angry. At what? He didn't know - but Sebastian would do.

"Blaine it's not your fault, umm….everyone struggles with long distance relationships?.." the other boy offered, even over-confident Sebastian was lost for words as tears stated cascading down Blaine's cheeks.

Blaine turned his face away and fought to stem the flow, he didn't want Sebastian to see him like this.

"Look umm, B-Blaine why don't you umm just talk to me, sometimes it helps talking to somebody..."

Blaine didn't know why, but he told Sebastian everything. Perhaps it was because he was lonely or because he was fed up of keeping it all to himself but he told Sebastian about the loneliness and Eli and the Break up- but not the hook up, never the hook up. He told him about his grades and the loss of closeness with the Glee club. He told him everything. And it did help. He did feel better afterwards. Sebastian was right. When he had finished Sebastian took over. He kept on telling Blaine that it was not his fault, that he was not the first or the last to cheat, that Kurt could have and should have been better to him and he was to blame just as much as Blaine, as was Eli. Blaine didn't know why but he listened, but he did. Perhaps it was because this Sebastian was so different from the normal cocky one Blaine had grown to despise or maybe it was because it felt so good for someone to be on his side, for someone to convince him that he wasn't awful and that people would care if he were to disappear, if he were to die and rot in hell. Someone would come to his funeral, someone would cry. Someone would care.

As Blaine drove home that night he looked up at the stars and thanked who ever had sent Sebastian to him. Whether it was some sort of God, or whether it was Jeff-he didn't care. All he knew was that he had been heading into a dark place recently and Sebastian had pulled him out, just in time.

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