A/N: Hey guys! Here with another update! Celebration! I hope you guys are still enjoying my story. I update pretty slowly now, so I'm sorry about that. I'll still try my best to get the chapters out as quickly as possible though! Have fun reading! Also, I just noticed that the document thingy won't let me put two hyphens next to each other, so there will be single hyphens that are meant to be dashes spread throughout the story. How frustrating.
Warnings: Santana's hate rants on Sebastian
Blaine: Seb! We need to talk!
Blaine had sent dozens of texts to Sebastian each day since Sadie Hawkins, which happened more than a week ago. He really wanted-needed-to talk to him about what had happened at the dance, or what had almost happened. Blaine stared at the text for a while before putting his phone back into his pocket.
"Hey, Blaine," Sam walked up to Blaine, the usual smile glued to his face. "What song did you pick?"
"For what?" Blaine looked up at Sam from his chair.
"The wedding?" Sam furrowed his eyebrows as he concentrated on Blaine. "You alright, man? You've been like this since the dance."
"Uh, yeah," Blaine answered, standing up, "I'm fine."
"That's cool," Sam said. He was very, very gullible. "So who's you're date?"
Blaine froze in place. He would be at a wedding where all the New Directions and the alumni would probably have dates. He certainly did not want to be around millions of doves while he stared at everyone like he was a vulture, ready to scavenge whatever love he could find. Maybe that's an overstatement. I am NOT a vulture. Blaine said something to Sam without registering it in his own mind.
"Wait, are you guys like a thing now? Or...?" Sam quieted down, allowing Blaine a chance to speak.
"Who?" Blaine asked, confusing Sam, as well as himself.
"Sebastian," Sam answered.
"No, why would you th-" Blaine stopped and muttered something under his breath. I did it again. Blaine had an odd tendency to say anything that came to his mind when he was deep in thought. Unfortunately, this time he had been thinking about Sebastian. "No. No, we're not."
"Are you sure? Because-"
"We're not," Blaine firmly repeated, the words coming out slightly harsher than intended.
Sam put his hands in the air as if the police told him to. "Okay, dude. Calm down."
"Sorry," Blaine cleared his throat. He discreetly slipped his phone out of his pocket after feeling the vibration of it.
Nick: Seb's complaining that you're annoying him. What's going on?
Blaine inwardly sighed and started typing down a reply.
"Who's that?" Sam peered over at Blaine's phone.
"Oh, it's someone from Dalton," Blaine answered, flashing his eyes at Sam before looking back at his phone.
"I'm guessing 'Seb' is Sebastian?" Sam asked, though it was really more of a statement than a question. He smiled suggestively and raised his eyebrows at Blaine. "So something is going on between you two."
"What? No," Blaine answered before realizing what Sam really meant. "What!? No!"
Sam laughed at Blaine's reaction. "So what's going on?"
"Oh, it's nothing."
"Uh-huh," Sam said before adding, "and what if Tina found out about you and Sebastian doing 'nothing' together."
"You wouldn't," Blaine almost said before deciding it would be best to play it cool. "I'm pretty sure she's over me, especially after the whole Madonna riot."
"Then I'll go tell her," Sam left Blaine, giving him a cheeky grin.
"What? No! Don't!" Blaine tried to call Sam back, but it was too late. He felt another vibration from his hand.
Nick: Oh no. Did he finally have his way with you!?
Nick: And he said it was nothing.
Nick: But it meant more for you!
Nick: Don't worry! He'll come around!
Blaine: STOP!
The rapid stream of texts stopped flowing, giving Blaine a chance to think before he responded again.
Blaine: Can you tell him to text me back?
Nick: I don't know. He made pretty clear he doesn't want to talk to you.
"Blaine Anderson!" Blaine looked up from his phone to see Tina marching her way towards him, Sam following suit. "You're going to the wedding with Sebastian!?"
"Uh..." Blaine paused, unable to decide what to say. "No?"
Tina jerked her head back and looked at Sam, who stared at Blaine with wide eyes. "You said-"
"Yeah, yeah," he shot Blaine a look of confusion and disappointment. "I lied."
Tina looked back and forth between the two of them. "Something's going on here...and I'm going to figure it out!"
Tina marched away, and Sam walked closer to Blaine. "Lying? That's low, Blaine."
"You actually told her?" Blaine said, ignoring Sam's last comment.
"Yeah, why shouldn't I?" Sam asked innocently.
"Because you-" Blaine paused and allowed himself a chance to calm down. "Never mind."
"Okay," Sam said slowly, backing away. "I'll just, uh, be here."
Blaine watched Sam walk away, making sure there was a safe distance between the two before attending to his phone once more.
Blaine: Can you try to get him to go to the Lima Bean today? Don't tell him I'll be there.
Nick: What do I get?
Blaine smirked and decided it would be fun to tease him.
Blaine: I can get you and Jeff together.
Nick: I don't like him.
Blaine chuckled, imagining the Warblers questioning Nick on his blush. He always got one whenever someone mentioned him and Jeff in the same sentence.
Blaine: Even Sebastian knows.
He remembered a while ago when Sebastian had texted how annoyed he was with the two of them.
Nick: WHO CARES WHAT SEBASTIAN THINKS!?
Blaine laughed aloud, earning him a few odd looks from his fellow New Directions. He didn't notice any of them, though.
Blaine: You guys are so cute together! ^.^
Nick: Shut the hell up.
Blaine snickered again and decided to change the subject. He's had his fun.
Blaine: Look, can you do it or not.
Blaine waited patiently for the text, wondering if Nick would even respond after teasing him.
Nick: Fine.
Nick: But you know what you have to do for me!
Blaine smiled at the last comment. It wouldn't be too hard to get them together-just put them in the same room with no one else and lock the doors.
Blaine: Yeah, yeah.
Blaine waited patiently for Sebastian to show up at the Lima Bean. He hid in the corner table, so Sebastian couldn't see him. When will they be here? Blaine rested his head on the table. He's been sitting idly for half an hour, anticipating Sebastian's arrival. If Nick didn't keep his promise, I swear-
"Hurry up, Sebastian," Blaine's thoughts were interrupted when he heard a familiar voice just outside the Lima Bean.
"Shut up. I'll go as fast as I want to," Sebastian responded. Blaine saw Sebastian, Nick, and Jeff, enter the Lima Bean. They fell into line.
"You should really try to be nicer," Jeff said. Nick nodded in agreement with Jeff. Sebastian rolled his eyes and turned around so he wasn't facing them. Blaine stood up and threw away his coffee, giving him a reason to fall in line with them. He walked in between Sebastian and the other two.
"Hey, Seb," Blaine said, pretending that they had coincidentally bumped into each other. Sebastian muttered something under his breath and turned to face Blaine. He looked past Blaine and shot Jeff and Nick a threatening look. The two walked away, leaving Blaine and Sebastian alone. Sebastian rotated his body again, ignoring Blaine's presence. "You can't just ignore me."
"Actually, I can," Sebastian replied.
"Please," Blaine pleaded, slightly desperate. "We need to talk."
"Too bad."
"Sebastian," Blaine whined like a small child. Sebastian sighed.
"Fine," Sebastian turned around and raised his arms to his sides quickly. He looked at the ceiling before Blaine. "Talk."
"I..." Blaine said, wanting Sebastian to bring a certain sensitive topic, "I know the Warblers took drugs to win Sectionals."
Sebastian chuckled in disbelief. "I didn't take any, if that's what you're worried about. Being co-leader has its benefits."
"Well, you should've stopped Hunter! The Warblers were always-"
"Blaine, did you really get Nick and Jeff to drag me here so you could talk to me about that?" Sebastian interrupted. Blaine looked down nervously and slowly spoke.
"I was wondering what happened back at Sadie Hawkins."
"Nothing," Sebastian answered. Blaine looked up in shock, slightly angry.
"That's it? Nothing happened?"
"Nope."
"Sebastian," Blaine said sternly, annoying Sebastian, "I deserve an answer."
"Fine, brown-haired Bieber sang a love song and we got caught up in the moment. That's all," Sebastian was clearly annoyed. His face was almost expressionless, but he spoke quickly and irritatingly, trying to end the conversation as quick as possible.
"That's all?"
"Yep."
"Then why have you been ignoring me?" Blaine said. Sebastian stood speechless, thinking of a plausible explanation.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Sebastian almost tripped over his tongue several times.
Blaine stared at him in disbelief. "You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"Fine," Sebastian hesitantly admitted, "I'm sorry. Happy?"
Blaine didn't respond. He didn't know what to say anymore. Sebastian started to walk away, but Blaine grabbed his hand and stopped him. "Wedding."
Sebastian slightly blushed and stuttered, jerking his hand backwards out of Blaine's. "Wh-What? N-No, Blaine, we-we're only eighteen a-and-"
"I meant you're going to be my date to a wedding," Blaine explained, eyeing Sebastian curiously. "Why? What did you think I meant?"
"Nothing!" Sebastian answered a bit loudly. He cleared his throat uneasily. "Wh-Why should I go with you?"
"Because you owe it to me," Blaine replied, as if that was all that was needed to convince Sebastian.
Sebastian sighed, contemplating the request. What's the worst that could happen, anyway? "Fine."
Blaine smiled widely. "That's gre-"
"On one condition," Sebastian quickly added. "This is the last time you take me on a date."
Blaine's grin was quickly wiped off his face. "But-"
"Agreed?"
Blaine hesitated, now upset. "Agreed..."
"Excuse me?" Kurt stared at Blaine questioningly, his hand bent to his chest. "You're going to the wedding with Sebastian?"
"Y-Yeah," Blaine scratched the back of his head and looked down, away from the screen.
"Why? A-Are you two dating or something? What did he say? 'Blaine! I've changed, I really have! I love you and I'll do anything to be with you!'," Kurt tried portray the innocent love-struck by raising his voice mockingly, a gesture that did not sound like Sebastian at all.
"What? No! That's not it!" Blaine jerked his head back up, somewhat flustered.
"Rachel!" Kurt looked away from the screen and beckoned Rachel to where he was. "Come here!"
"Hold up!" Blaine could hear Rachel somewhere in the background.
"Kurt! Will you-"
"Why are you doing this?" Kurt interrupted Blaine and looked back at the screen.
"What? What do you mean?" Blaine scrunched his nose.
"I mean," Kurt started, "are you doing this just to get me jealous? Because of Adam? Why are you-"
"Hold up," Blaine massaged his forehead in a mixture of frustration and confusion. "You think I'm going with Sebastian because of you?"
"Of course. Why else would you? You know that the only person I wouldn't approve of you dating was Sebastian, and now what happened? Oh, wait. I know," Kurt looked up and pointed at the ceiling innocently before staring back at Blaine intently. "You started dating him."
"We're not dating," Blaine gritted his teeth and lightly struck his keyboard with his hands.
"Oh, sure your not-"
"And why is it always about you?" Blaine interrupted, somewhat angry.
"What do you mean?" Kurt raised his shoulders, but the rest of his body was frozen.
"In our relationship, it has always been you, you, you. It was always about you going into NYADA, or you getting the solo for the Warblers, or you getting the lead role in the musical-"
"Oh, so now it's my fault," Kurt sarcastically chuckled. "Look, Blaine-"
"So what if I date Sebastian? It's none of your-"
"So you are dating Sebastian!" Kurt pointed at Blaine, half-surprised. Blaine hesitated before he spoke again.
"Yeah, we are dating," Blaine lied, though it wasn't obvious to Kurt. He wanted to see his reaction to the news. Blaine was satisfied, as Kurt stared at him speechless, now in complete shock.
"How could you-"
"H-H-Hold up," Rachel appeared out of nowhere on the corner of the screen, startling Blaine. "You're actually dating him? H-How could you?"
Blaine sighed loudly, "Rachel, this has nothing to do with you."
"Uh, yes it does," Rachel pointed out arrogantly. "Blaine, he threw rock salt into your eye! H-How can you just ignore that? I mean-"
"Wait a second," Santana now revealed herself on the computer. Kurt silently sat of the two in the middle, massaging his forehead. "What's the big deal here?"
"Blaine is cheating on Kurt," Rachel directed her attention to Santana.
"Cheating? We're not even together!" Blaine interjected.
Santana nodded in agreement with Blaine. "Yeah, I don't see what-"
"With Sebastian," Rachel added. Santana closed her eyes in confusion for a second before slamming her hand down on the table. Rachel nodded, agreeing with Santana before she even said anything.
"Um, Sebastian?" Santana eyed Blaine furiously. "Okay, maybe you haven't been paying attention, but Sebastian is a bitch. And he's not even a hot bitch!"
Rachel kept interjecting her own comments of "yes" and "exactly" as Santana spoke. Blaine and Kurt just silently listened to the two talk, though most of the talking was from Santana.
"Blaine, that scrawny, starved prostitute isn't looking for a relationship. He just wants sex. Trust me. I know him. I used to be him. He is not going to try and win your heart over like Ken did Barbie, or another Ken if that's what you'd rather hear. He's just a bitchy, scheming, two-timing, lousy-"
Blaine shut his laptop before he could another word come out of Santana's mouth. He flipped over on his back and sighed, frustrated with everything, especially Kurt. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. Blaine heard his phone vibrate on the end table next to his bed and rolled over to it.
Santana: Um, did you seriously just shut your laptop? Listen, I don't know how they do it in Beverly Hills, but back in Lima Heights...
Blaine put his phone down after reading the text notification. He really didn't want to read the rest of the message, but he made a mental reminder to check it later when he cooled down. Blaine was actually very interested in the way Santana could easily speak her mind in a clever way. It was a gift.
Sebastian: Hey.
Blaine felt his phone vibrate again and saw the message. His face instantly lit up. He happily responded back to him.
Blaine: Hey.