Dave picked his head up when he heard the loud clack noise to see a mug of hot coffee and his father over looking him with a curious stare.

"Hangovers aren't the nicest thing to wake up to." Paul stated as he sat down across from Dave with a plate full of pancakes.

Dave didn't know what made his stomach churn more: the alcohol, the smell of pancakes, or knowing that his father knew he was hung over.

Dave rubbed his face and looked at time; he looked down at coffee and could feel his head throbbing with pain. He wasn't going to even lie or hide it this time.

"So…what's my punishment?" He asked wearily and sipped the coffee. It made his throat feel a bit better.

"Nothing." Paul stated simply.

Dave coughed in disbelief.

"Lydia called me, at one in the morning no less."

Dave could feel his face heat up, of course his mom called. Why wouldn't she?

Paul took a bit out his pancakes, "If half of the things she told me is true then I would want to drink too." Paul looked stern this time, "No more drinking. I know you're responsible David. I saw Noah and Kurt drop you off along with your car last night. Just don't do that again."

Dave whispered numbly "I won't." He turned the mug around, "I wasn't falling down drunk, just a little buzzed. To help me-"

"Forget?"

Dave nodded.

Paul sighed and dropped his fork, "Buzzed, following down drunk, whatever. Alcohol, David, doesn't help you, it just hides you from your problems and suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problem."

Dave seethed, temporary problem? Did his father think he was going through a phase or something? "Would you-" he sniffed and sat up straighter, grimacing as his headache grew stronger. "Would you have wanted me to go to conversion therapy? If I did come out to you and mom, would you have wanted me to go to ?"

Paul seemed to realize what he said and how Dave took it, "I didn't mean it like that."

"Yeah? Than how did you mean it?"

Paul cleared his throat, "I know it's not easy coming out and having to tell everyone you love that you're gay. But it's not easy for a parent to hear that either. Parents always have these standards and dreams for their children to reach and become. I know it's not fair since we as parents know that we all didn't reach and succeed in the standards and dreams our parents had for us, but we do it anyway." He took Dave's hand in both of his. "I wasn't thrilled when you told me, partly due because I was relieved you were still alive. I don't know how I would have reacted if you had told me before then. I just know now that having your kid telling you that they are gay doesn't come anywhere near close to breaking your heart compared to when you find out that your child tried to kill themselves."

Dave could feel his nerves begin to calm. At least his dad was being honest.

"Frankly David, I would you have rather told me before all this. I would rather you be honest with me instead of lying to me and yourself in order to feel comfortable around each other. "

Dave shook his head and smiled, "Sebastian said the same thing last night."

Paul chuckled and took another bite of his breakfast, "He's a smart kid."

Dave groaned in annoyance, "God, if he ever heard you say that he would never shut up about it."

Paul actually laughed. Dave felt good to finally see his dad laugh.

"Is it true that he told Lydia that if she can eat shellfish that you two could…"Dave bit his lip so as not to laugh at his father's unease "You know."

"Yeah."

Paul nodded, "That kid is my hero." He got up and put his plate in the sink. "I take it that he wasn't too keen on running out of the restaurant?"

Dave sighed, "We didn't run. But yeah, he didn't like when I made us walk out." He rubbed the back of his head, "I messed up again, didn't I?"

Paul shrugged, "I wouldn't say so. It's a tough world out there and as much as I would love to keep you away from it, I can't. You're going to make mistakes and learn how to amend them."

Dave nodded and finished his coffee, "I'm going to Sebastian's."

Paul smiled and sat down again to read his newspaper, "Drive safe and call me if you're going to be late."

"Sure." Dave was almost out the kitchen, but he turned back around, "Dad?"

"Hmm?" Paul kept his eyes on the paper.

"Are you disappointed in me? That I didn't reach the goals you had for me?"

Paul folded the paper and got up, he cupped his son's face and squeezed his cheeks-something Dave remembered his father doing to him when he was five."I have never been disappointed in you, even the times where I was angry with you; I was never disappointed and I doubt I ever will be." He kissed Dave on the forehead.

Dave hugged his dad, "I love you."

Paul smiled and kissed his son again, "I love you too."

Almost an hour later Dave found himself standing in front of what he would call a "McMansion". He let out a low whistle as he walked closer to the door.

He rang the doorbell, hoping that Sebastian was home from Dalton.

A petite slender woman answered the door; she looked a lot like Sebastian, same green eyes, same dark hair, and same thin lips. "Hello, may I help you?"

Dave cleared his throat; luckily he had rehearsed what he was going to say during the car ride. "I'm Dave Karofsky, I'm a friend of Sebastian."

"Oh! Come on in." The woman smiled warmly and let Dave in. The foyer was big with dark wood floor, a large staircase, and from what he could see: a very large study.

"I'm Macy, Sebastian's aunt."

Dave was taken by surprise at that, it ruined his script. "Oh-I thought you were his mom. You guys look alike."

Macy laughed, "Oh no, Sebastian's mom is still in France. I'm Sebastian's father's sister. You should see his dad though, he's a spitting image. Can I offer you something to drink?"

Dave declined politely.

Soft melancholy piano music broke through the air. Macy's ears perked "Seems like he's getting an early start on his piano practice." She gave Dave an apologetic look, "He's a bit down this morning. Hopefully you can cheer him up?"

Dave nodded, not knowing what to say exactly anymore. He wavered a bit, "Which room is he in?"

"Go down there," She pointed past what Dave assumed was a sitting room, "Dining room is on your right, walk through it and turn left."

"Thanks." Dave smiled and began to follow the music.

Sebastian was still at the piano; his back turned away from Dave and slouched over. Dave felt a little weirded out to see Sebastian wearing only a t-shirt and (what looked like) boxers. He thought Sebastian might have heard him when he had stopped playing, but instead Sebastian started to play a new song. Dave sort of recognized the opening part.

"If it's not too early, I will come for you. If it's not too early, I will come for you. Just tell me that you're coming for me too. And I will come for you."

Dave could feel his heart squeeze in his chest, Sebastian sounded so tired and heartbroken but lovely at the same time.

"Because I've been here before. Ya, I know what it's like. Oh what it's like. I have been here before." Sebastian looked as if he were pouring all of his anger and sadness out on that poor keyboard as he played the chorus. "If you got a question, I'll ask one too. If you got a question, I'll ask one too. Just tell me that you're answer will be true. And I will come for you. Because I've been here before. Ya, I know what it's like. Oh what it's like. I have been here before."

Dave waited till he finished playing to start clapping. He snickered a bit when Sebastian jumped.

"What do you want?"

It felt surreal to see Sebastian wearing thick Buddy Holly/hipster-ish glasses and a New York Giants t-shirt, instead of his Dalton uniform or a clubbing outfit. For one thing, it made Sebastian look almost innocent and fragile like.

"Didn't know you wore glasses." Dave sat next to him on the bench. "You sort of look like Buddy Holly a bit."

Sebastian didn't look flattered. "No I don't and you didn't answer me."

Dave shrugged, "You never answer my questions." He started to play the opening theme song to Star Wars.

Sebastian looked at him questioningly, "Star Wars?"

"My mom made me practice till I was fifteen." Dave told him sheepishly.

"You never told me that." Sebastian said almost accusingly.

"You never told me your mom was still in France."

Sebastian continued to play over Dave. "How did you even know where I lived?"

"Dalton online directory and Google maps. You have a nice place here."

Sebastian rolled his eyes, "Can we cut through the idle chit-chat?"

Dave stopped playing, "You said that we could hang out today when you first came by to visit me. You wanted to go see a movie, remember?" He tried to sound funny and easy going, but Sebastian wasn't making it any easier by scowling.

"You sure you want to be seen with me in public? What would the people at the ticket counter think of you going out to see a movie with another guy?" Dave tried not to wince at Sebastian's acidic tone.

"I could care less."

Sebastian snorted.

Dave rolled his eyes; he knew it wasn't going to be easy. "You were right about me, I can't take what people say to me, even if it's the same stuff I've said to Kurt and Blaine."

Sebastian continued to play.

"I'm sorry I made us leave."

No answer

Dave was beginning to lose it. "I'm sorry I'm a big chicken and suck at life. I know I'm gay, I'm just scared about telling the whole world I am."

Sebastian stopped playing and looked at him. "You know it's no one's business to know? That was the whole point of the lesson. You needed to learn how to be comfortable with a guy who loves you and going out on dates and enjoying holding hands in public. Not telling everyone you meet that you're gay and letting them decide if they feel comfortable with you and your date holding hands and kissing."

"I know that, now."

Sebastian snorted again and went back to playing.

Dave sighed, he didn't know whether his apology was accepted or not. He decided to go with Plan B, "You want to go see a movie? We can call it a 're-do' from last night?" Sebastian didn't budge. "I know this really nice pizza parlor. It's not Amika's Bistro, but it's nice."

Still no answer.

"My treat."

Still no answer.

Dave could feel his eyes sting a little. He didn't realize till now that he was becoming attached to Sebastian. He didn't want to lose another friend, but what else could he do? He got up and began to leave.

"I wanted to go see that new war movie. I heard it was good."

Dave turned back around to see Sebastian looking at him, as smug as ever.

'God, he's a douche.' Dave thought, Sebastian knew how to give him a heart attack. He smiled a bit, relieved that Sebastian was finally talking to him. "Yeah, I heard it was good."

Sebastian got up and put his music sheets away, "I'll meet you at the door in ten minutes."

"Sure."

It wasn't much of a romantic date-it was just two friends hanging out. And that's what Dave needed, a friend. They got some odd looks from the guys at the ticket counter and the food stand when Sebastian decided to hold Dave's hand, but Dave shrugged it off. He even kissed Sebastian on the cheek when they went inside the pizza parlor.

"What was that for?" Sebastian asked; hand on the cheek that Dave had kissed.

"Just a thanks." He missed the blush growing on Sebastian's face. "Have I passed lesson two yet?"

"I'll give you a B."

Dave shrugged, "I'll take it."

They talked for awhile about the movie and Dave starting Dalton on Monday as they waited for their pizza. But something had been bugging Dave since last night.

"How did you know all those Bible verses? You were pretty quick with them."

Sebastian winced; he took a sip from his drink.

"You don't have to tell me." Dave assured him.

Sebastian shook his head, "No. It's just I went to this really strict school in France. I-I hadn't come out to anyone yet. I knew that I was gay, but when you go to a school where they tell you gay guys molest boys and that everyone who doesn't follow the Lord goes to hell you tend to be more withdrawn about yourself."

Well, that explained some bits about Sebastian's personality.

"There was this one kid who I had a few classes with. I guess a student or a teacher saw him kissing a guy outside of school."

Dave knew what was coming next. He could see Sebastian getting misty eyed as he continued telling the story.

Sebastian sniffed, "A few days later our head mistress told us that he had killed himself. He was only thirteen."

That explained why Sebastian was so quick to change his mind about blackmailing New Direction and about talking to Dave.

"I'm guessing the school didn't provide grief counselors?"

Sebastian chuckled sourly, "Far from it."

By the time the pizza arrived Sebastian was already back to his smug self. "They actually call this thing Italian style pizza? I know a few Italians who would punch me out if they saw me eat this."

Dave swallowed his first bite, "Sebastian?"

"What?"

"I won't tell anyone what you told me." He didn't need to say it out loud, he just felt like he should. For Sebastian's sake and for their friendship's sake.

Sebastian faltered a bit and then took a bite. "It's pretty good." He said after he swallowed his second bite. "For pizza made in Ohio."

Dave shrugged; he knew that was the closest "thank you" he could get from him, "Told you."

Sunday afternoon…

Dave's cell phone buzzed again with another message from Sebastian, they had been texting each other about if the New York Giants had another shot at the Super Bowl next year.

Turns out they were both big fans of the team.

"Never expected you and meerkat face would be friends. You known each other for what? Three days now?" Kurt asked in amazement as they waited for Something, Something, Something, Darkside to start playing in Kurt's room. He and Dave had promised to meet up every Sunday after Dave was released from the hospital.

"He's not bad, Kurt. He's really funny and nice."

Kurt looked at him in disbelief and then put his drink down in mock fear, "Something must be in my drink. Did you just say Sebastian Smythe is nice?"

"Yes."

Kurt put the movie on pause, "Okay, just tell me this. Did you ever find out why he decided not to black mail New Directions and help you out? I mean he blinded Blaine just to let the Warblers sing Michael Jackson songs at Regional's and then he has a complete change of heart?"

Dave was about to answer him till his phone buzzed again. Kurt waited patiently for Dave to answer. "Does he know we hang out?" Curiosity has gotten the better of Kurt. He still didn't like Sebastian, even after Sebastian apologized.

Dave mumbled something incoherent.

"Come again?"

Dave leaned back against the bed, "No, he doesn't. I told him my dad wanted to spend some time with me." He gave Kurt an apologetic look, "And to answer your other question. Yeah, I know why he had a change of heart." He grabbed the remote between them and un-paused the movie.

"You're not going to tell me, are you?" asked Kurt, half amused and half disappointed.

Dave tossed back a handful of popcorn and answered with a simple. "No."

Kurt crossed his arms and settled back to watch the movie, "Fine. Do you know what lesson three will be about?" Kurt had to admit hearing about the lessons from Dave was pretty interesting. Two lessons in and he could see that there was a slight change in Dave's demeanor.

'And Sebastian, of all people, did that.' He wondered in amazement.

"He just told me it depends on how my first week at Dalton goes. He said something about inviting you, Blaine, Britney, and Santana out though."

"For what?"

"I don't know, he just told me it was going to be fun to watch."

Kurt put the movie on pause again, "And that doesn't make you worried?" Kurt asked, sounding slightly hysterical.

Dave smiled as his phone buzzed again, "No. I trust him." When he finished answering Sebastian's text he looked up to see Kurt staring at him oddly. "What?"

Kurt was slacked jawed, he shook his head. "Nothing." He un-paused the movie, "I'm just happy for you."

Dave knew that's not what Kurt wanted to say, but he let it slide.

Thanks to everyone for the reviews and alerts.

Hopefully you all like this chapter. I'm excited about chapter four, Dave's first week at Dalton and lesson three and four.

Kind of got a bit inspired to write after watching "8" and re-watching Anderson Cooper's report on the Sissy Boy Experiment last night.

The song Sebastian was playing is 'I will come for you' by Jack Dolgen.

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