A/N: I apologise for the delay in this chapter, however, I have had so much coursework to do and have had to attend a traffic road accident and a fire scene investigation for my course and writing up the reports for that has been the main priority at the moment. Now that's all done, I think I can try and update this every couple of days. Thank you for reading this and sticking by me whilst I have had to do this.

Sebastian had mustered up the courage to knock on Dave's door twenty minutes after Kurt had sent him that text. He was scared of what it might have meant, he was scared that Kurt really had won, all because he was stupid and couldn't let go of the jealousy inside of him.

When Dave didn't answer, he walked in; relieved to see Dave sat on the bed, his phone in his hand. He looked around the room and shook his head when he saw Dave's stuff packed up.

"Dave, what…" shock hit his face; he didn't want to believe what was in front of him.

"Kurt offered me the sofa bed in his room," he didn't meet Sebastian's eyes; he didn't look up from his phone.

"Please," Sebastian edged closer, he didn't exactly know what he was pleading for, but it hoped that Dave would listen more. It just made Dave turn his head away from Sebastian and wrap his arms around his muscular frame protectively.

"I can't. I'm not going to stay here anymore," he breathes, trying to hide everything from the Warbler.

"You have to. I need you. I really, really need you," he whispers and looks down, it was something he hated to admit to himself, but he was starting to need the boy in front of him, he was keeping him sane.

"Then show me that you do, you attacked my friend, and you've said things to him that…"

"I didn't! I may have said some things to him, but, what he said to me… You're honestly going to stand by and stay with someone that told me that I was going to cause your death!" He shook as the words left his mouth, he looked away from Dave and ran a hand through his mussed up hair. "Please don't go," he whispers.

Dave froze and stared at Sebastian dumbfounded. "What did you just say?" He whispered quietly, standing up, taking a step away from Sebastian who looked up confused.

"Please don't go," he whispers.

"Before that… He… He said that you were going to be my death?" His voice was uneven, scared. Sebastian looked down, he was trying to refrain from telling Dave that – telling Dave anything like that and nodded.

"You're lying." He whispers and shakes his head. "You can't be telling the truth… Kurt would never say anything like that." Sebastian shook his head, scratching the side of his head.

"Kurt wouldn't say that, but you think that I would make this up?" He snorted and shook his head. "Why would I do that?" He sighs. "Why? I'm not that vindictive and cruel."

"Nor is Kurt." Dave said bluntly. "And right now, he's more pleasant to be around than you, Sebastian."

Dave scooped up his bags and walked out of the room, heading downstairs. He sat in the living room, waiting by the window. After a few seconds, he heard the rush of socked feet coming down the stairs.

"You're over-reacting over a silly argument. You can't go," he breathes, tilting his head and watching him slowly. "I won't let you walk out the door." Dave snorted and watched him.

"So you are going to, what? Hold me against my will?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow, shaking his head. "You can't, anyway, he said he's going to help me get to talk to my parents. You just ignored it; you haven't tried to help me!"

"Because I know what the outcome will be, Dave. It was the same for me, I know what your mom will say, I don't want you in that amount of pain again. I don't want you to have to need another cry for help like that because your dad might not get to you in time next time. It might be too late, and I would feel responsible if I put you and your parents back together and you hurt yourself!" Tears started to make themselves visible in Sebastian's eyes; he wiped them away roughly, looking at the boy in front of him. "Kurt doesn't care the way I do, Dave, he doesn't understand what he's doing because he's had the perfect family. They all accept him for who he is; you don't have that, and nor do I."

"What if you're wrong, Sebastian? What if me staying away from them is only making this worse? What if they just needed time?"

"They packed your bags when you were lying in a hospital bed after hanging yourself, David!" The words stung them both, Dave had something akin to anger in his eyes, and Sebastian had despair. "I don't want you to go back to an environment that did that to you, please." Sebastian was begging, holding his arms across his chest.

"Sebastian, I… We both need some space from each other. We barely knew each other, and we're butting heads at the moment, and you're right, it was over something silly, but look at all this that has surfaced from it. I know that you can see this is the best way to go, can't you?" Sebastian shook his head.

The pair sunk into silence for a few minutes before a beep made both of them look out of the window. Sebastian's heart sunk when he saw Kurt climbing out of the car and up the path of Sebastian's house. Anger seethed through him as he saw the airily dressed boy. He pulled the door open, glaring at him.

"Get away from my house." He snapped aggressively, anger ripping through him. "Dave doesn't want to go with you." Kurt smirked at him, fear evident behind his eyes, an amused look persevering on his face.

"I'm sure Dave can speak for himself, it's up to him if he wants to come with me. You're just hurting him, Sebastian." He pushed past the taller boy, he had a mission.

Dave looked at Kurt slowly then Sebastian. He looked at him slowly, apologetically and looked down.

"A few days, like I said," he smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. Sebastian didn't want to look at him, all he wanted at the moment was to lock them both in, he didn't have the strength to stop him going, even though every particle in his body was screaming at him to.

It seemed when Kurt was around, everything was a losing battle.

Dave picked his bags up and walked to the door, a smile on his lips as he looked at Kurt then briefly at Sebastian. He walked out to the car slowly; Sebastian hoped he would change his mind in the short distance. Kurt looked at him and smirked.

"Imagine what I can tell him in a few days. He won't ever want to see you again," he walked out to his car. The words echoing in Sebastian's mind as he slid down the wall and held himself tightly. He didn't want to lose Dave.

He couldn't.