A/N: I told myself that if this story gets another review I'm gonna write the next chapter and jtangel reviewed and I immediately started writing this chapter as soon as I saw so thanks for that, I guess. Also a big thank you to Natasha Dalton, SilentShade and cv for reviewing and to the people who alerted this even though it was supposed to be an one shot.

I hope you all enjoy this second chapter and I'm not sure how long this story is going to be, because I'm writing a lot of stories at the same time right now. It kind of depends on the amount of attention this story gets XD.

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"That wasn't our Jack Wright, right?" Mark Johnson, one of the other judges, asked not even a second after Sebastian hung up the phone that was indeed Blaine Anderson. Instead of looking caught, surprised or innocent Sebastian did the opposite. He smirked amusedly at the older boy as he casually put his phone back into his jacket.

"Someone had to do it." Sebastian answered simply, not caring enough to give an explanation. He started to walk away, but Mark stopped him from doing so.

"And the coffee date? Someone had to do that too?" Sebastian shook his head way too amused if you asked Mark, but he was kind of getting used to it by now. Sebastian always hooks up with his co-workers, but most of the time they are just like the other boy. They are sure, certain and don't mind a one-time hook up. Sure as hell not if it was with Sebastian Smythe. Sometimes Mark thinks that it's the only reason Sebastian even became an actor in the first place, but then he remembers the smiles he has while being on set and he knows that there is more behind it.

This time though, Mark is pretty sure that when, because he will, he does not doubt that, Sebastian has sex with Blaine that Blaine won't be comfortable with working on the show for much longer. And they couldn't hire anyone else at this point.

"Nah. That's just me."

"Sebastian, I thought he was your favorite."

"He is." Sebastian answered as he looked at the older boy with wide eyes. Not surprised, but more to say 'how many times do I have to say it?'

"Then why are you scaring him like that?"

"I'm not."

"You're the Sebastian Smythe. He was almost shitting his pants this afternoon when he saw you standing up and making your way to the stage."

Sebastian didn't seem to care or he simply didn't understand.

"So?"

"We can't hire anyone else anymore for the role; we sent them all home not even 6 hours ago." Mark signed.

"You don't need to." Mark laughed at this. "He really doesn't want to leave anymore after I fucked his perfect round ass." Mark only stared at the younger boy, trying hard to stop laughing, because Sebastian looked pretty serious and certain about what he had said.

"He really isn't that kind of guy."

"We'll see."

Sebastian grabbed his phone again and texted Blaine.

To Blaine: Tomorrow. At three. My place. You bring the coffee. I'll make sure there is dessert.

If he says yes it means that he's in for a hook up, because Sebastian couldn't be any more obvious about what he really wants. If he declines, Mark was right. He really hopes Blaine agrees to come to his house.

Not much later his phone was buzzing.

From Blaine: Sure.

Sebastian smirked at his phone and showed it to Mark who shook his head in annoyance.

"Just don't do anything stupid." He signed as he walked away and Sebastian could not help but shout back "That's all I ever do!"

When Blaine got the message he had to reread it a couple of times to be sure that he was reading it right. In the first place it was kind of a surprise that he got a message at all from the other boy, even though Sebastian just asked him out on a coffee date.

No not a date.

A meeting.

Tomorrow at three.

My place.

My.

Place.

How did this even happen to him? This sort of thing isn't supposed to happen to Blaine. This always happens with cool and handsome boys and girls not with Blaine.

A few hours ago he was humiliating himself on that stage in front of the same Sebastian Smythe that is texting him his address right now after that Blaine had answered him with a simple 'sure'. It was the same Sebastian Smythe he'd seen a million times on the television and now he's going to visit his home.

Blaine isn't so sure yet if he's excited or really nervous.

Probably both.

It sort of a VIP thing, only he didn't need to win something or he didn't need to pay a lot of money. He only needed to audition and that sort of became a daily thing for Blaine. Tomorrow he gets to spent the whole day with his celebrity crush and maybe he was expecting way too much of it or even way too less, but he seriously had to stop himself from screaming in excitement in his room. Literally the only thing that stopped him from doing so was his roommate, Sam, who was currently asleep.

Blaine immediately jumped into his bed, hoping that he could just close his eyes and fall asleep just like his roommate. Of course didn't it go like this. After a lot of turning and rolling in his bed, he even fell on the ground a few times and that only happened when he was really nervous, and three hours later, Blaine finally was fast asleep.

O.O

"Blainers, some guy is calling you. Sebastian or something?" Blaine didn't answer. "Dude, seriously he keeps calling so just come out of your bed and answer the freaking phone!" Sam added as he opened Blaine's door the next morning without asking. It's not like he will see something he hasn't seen yet. Blaine and he have been experimenting, you could say.

"Seb-sebastian?" Blaine asked surprised as he turned around to check the time abruptly. 11 P.M. What does he want? Blaine can't answer the phone right now. His voice is hoarse and what if he can smell his morning breath on the other side of the line? That was kind of stupid. Of course he can't. "Can't you tell him that…-"

"No, Blaine just answer it!" Sam threw the phone towards the still sleepy boy, but Blaine didn't waste any time and quickly picked up the phone, giving Sam a dirty look as he did so. Blaine wanted to shout at the other boy for putting him on the spot like this, but Blaine could already hear Sebastian talking to him through the phone.

"You're late, Killer." Late? It's 11 P.M.

"What do you mean?"

"When I said at three I was kind of expecting you to come 8 hours ago. I really don't like waiting especially not on something I really want."

"What?" And in no time Blaine jumped out of his bed and he was already in his pants when he heard laughing and he stopped immediately with what he's doing. "What's so funny?"

"You."

"Oh."

"You don't seriously think I would allow you inside my house in the middle of the night right?" Oh.

"Oh."

"You're gonna say something else, Killer?" Rather not. What is it with humiliating himself in front of Sebastian every time they are close to each other or even talk over the phone?

"Then why- why are you calling?"

"I've got to be a pain in the ass for a minute, but it's kind of professional." Blaine found himself moving his head up and down again, not saying a word. There was an awkward pause, but after a while Sebastian just continued. "Well… did you get the script." And Blaine really should know by now that Sebastian can't see him, but again he's nodding his head. He received a mail not much later after the phone call of Sebastian last night with the script in it, but Blaine was too scared to read it. He'd just print it and put it in his bag. "Killer I can't see you, you know."

"Oh yeah, right. I mean, yes. Yes, I've got the script."

"What do you think?" What?

"Uhm… I haven't actually read it yet to be honest. I'm sorry." Blaine really didn't expect Sebastian to start laughing on the other side of the line, but he did and without any reason Blaine sort of joined him. It wasn't a real laugh though, but if something was funny he should just laugh along, right?

"You should." And Blaine was really curious right now. Without even having to think about it he opened his bag that was on the ground next to his bed and pulled out the script. He opened it and started reading the first scene.

"Oh my god." Blaine said it before he could stop himself.

"Like what you're reading, Killer?" Blaine could hear that Sebastian was having the time of his life on the other side of the line, but Blaine couldn't see why. Why didn't he actually read where the show was about before he auditioned? Probably because he didn't expect that he could actually get the role, because he never gets a role. And now he's reading something about a lap dance and his character having a hook up in a strip club. His character isn't the innocent teacher that he thought he was.

Not that Blaine could have known that.

For some reason the show didn't give too much away yet before he did his audition. He didn't have the whole script before yesterday night. He couldn't have known that his first scene would be a lap dance, with an almost naked guy dancing on his lap. At least Blaine hopes he's almost naked, because he'd seen some shows where the lap dancer is totally naked and Blaine really wouldn't be comfortable with that.

"I thought I was going to play a teacher." Blaine whispered slowly and he could hear Sebastian calming down.

"You are, but I wouldn't be in this show if the minimum age to watch it wouldn't be at least 18 years old." Sebastian said into the phone enjoying this moment way too much.

"Oh. I… I don't-"

"Wow wow, I've got to stop you there Killer. You go calm down and do whatever you want, but you're not gonna quit." He wasn't even thinking about doing something like that. No. Not at all. Crap. Why does he want to quit his job when he finally has one?

"But…-"

"No buts. I see you in three hours." And without saying another word Sebastian hung up the phone and Blaine placed the phone next to him on the ground resting with the back of his head against his bed. He sat there for a few minutes, staring at the wall, the script completely forgotten.

Only two things were on his mind.

In three hours he was going to Sebastian Smythe. He's going to see the other boy and maybe even touch him. Like a hand shake or if he's lucky a hug. Can he ask for a kiss on his cheek or it that too much?

Oh and the lap dance. That too.

"You're okay?" Blaine looked up and saw Sam there standing in the doorway, looking concerned at the boy on the ground.

"Yeah." But Blaine didn't sound convincing.

"You're sure?"

Blaine watched how Sam took a few steps towards him and sat down next to him smiling softly as he placed his hand on Blaine's knee that was pressed against Blaine's stomach while his hands were there too somewhere, nervously tapping on his other knee.

Blaine let out a shaky breath before nodding his head again, a smile slowly forming on his lips.

"No I'm not okay." Because he wasn't. Okay is such an understatement. "I'm great." Without a warning Blaine jumped into Sam's arms and pulled him into a hug telling him enthusiastically about his 'meeting' with Sebastian. Sam had no idea who that Sebastian guy was, but he still listened happily to his friend not missing a single word of what he said.

A/N: The next chapter they'll meet again… and Sebastian has a plan! Omfg… okay… I'm gonna sleep now! See you guys next time! Review and tell me what you thought?

Xxx Crissingirl123