A/n: Right here we go with the next chapter. I don't really have much plans for this chapter. Honestly I am just going with the flow for the first time ever in fanfiction writing, for me anyway, and just writing to my little heart's content. Also Sorry that my Seblaine story is taking so long to get uploaded. I really don't like the chapter that I have written so I am really debating whether or not upload it or not. Anyway, let see where this chapter leads us shall we?

It had been three days since Hunter had shagged Sebastian. Three days since he had had an orgasm, at least with the help of another guy. Sure he had gotten himself off last night, but that didn't count in his books. No matter how amazing it had felt to jerk himself off to the memory of that night in Scandal. Jerking himself off to the taste of Sebastian's erection in his mouth. To the feeling of being inside him. His smell. The smell of his cologne. The smell that had reached his nose as his head was between those perfectly long legs of his.

Sat in the Common Room, books in his lap as he tried to concentrate on the French homework that was in front of him, which was proving insanely difficult with Sebastian and Blaine giggling in the corner. He was simply left battling with a terrifying thought. Was he falling in love with Sebastian Smythe? He couldn't be. For one thing that wasn't part of the deal. It was just a way to get sex on tap. Not mention the fact that Hunter Clarrington didn't do falling in love. He wasn't that stupid. After living all his life with his parents he had learnt that love wasn't worth it and it certainly didn't make you happy. All you needed to make your life worth living was sex and money. At least that was what his father had proved.

For, what felt like, the thousandth time he looked up. His eyes drifting over to Sebastian. It was insane how much he wanted to kiss at those perfect lips again. No! This was crazy. He shook his head slightly. He shouldn't be thinking like this. There was only one way to settle this. He needed another shag and not just from anyone. From Sebastian Smythe. He needed to feel his body against his. He needed his touch.
Yet right now his concentration had to remain on the French homework. It had to be finished by the end of the period. He couldn't afford to fail. Not only would his father bury him alive, but he'd send him back to that dreaded Military School again. There was certainly no way that he was going to let that happen. Of course he would never let on just how much that place plagued him. How much he hated it.

It suddenly dawned on him that he could get Sebastian all to himself, whilst not having to worry about getting Blaine out of the room, of course he couldn't shag him with Blaine around. Yet he found that didn't matter, on the plus side he might actually find himself getting a mark that was deemed satisfactory in French for once. A smile came to his face. Why hadn't he thought about it before. There was no one better than Sebastian to help him out with a load of French crap that he really didn't have any intention on ever using again.

"Hey, Smythe." He called over to him "Stop giggling like a school girl and get that ass of yours over here. I need your French expertise and I need it now. If I fail then everybody suffers"

Sebastian simply glanced over and rolled his eyes. "Does it have to be now. I am busy" he complained, knowing that saying no to Hunter probably wasn't the best idea at the moment. He sighed softly and simply closed his eyes, before leaning in to Blaine and pressing a kiss upon his lips. "I will see you tonight I promise. Just me and you and whatever you choose to do."

Blaine grinned a him and nodded. "I am holding you to that Sebastian Smythe. No homework, no forgotten essays to finish in the early hours of the morning. Just the two of us. No getting out of it, not for anything or anyone. Deal?"

Sebastian swallowed and nodded his head. "Deal", although now he almost instantly regretted it. He had a horrible feeling that Hunter was going to do or say something that would make him miss his night with Blaine. If that was to happen then he certainly wasn't going to look forwards to what was going to come the following day. He didn't want to fall out with Blaine.

Taking a deep breath, and honestly just fearing what exactly it was that Hunter was really up to, and rose to his feet taking the empty place on the sofa next to the other Warbler. Instantly Hunter shuffled that little bit closer to him and dumped his workbook onto Sebastian's lap.

"Seriously what the hell does that mean. I have no idea. You are the French mastermind. Help me"

Sebastian's eyes drifted over the page. "For a start you have spelt pretty much every single word wrong and that is translated wrong. Seriously Clarrington it's a wonder you haven't failed already."

"Can you correct it? I don't need top marks or anything. Just a passing grade, please."

Sebastian nodded his head, partly afraid that if he refused to help out Hunter would only make things so much worse for him. He was already keeping things from Blaine. Things that he certainly didn't want to have to be keeping. Although it was starting to come to his attention that he was growing rather fond of Hunter. Something about him always seemed to pull him in. Sebastian had caught himself looking at him at rare intervals, just trying to work out what it was about him that appeared to be so insanely hot. He swallowed the lump in his throat, the last thing that he wanted was for Hunter find out he thought such things, he would certainly never ever be able to live that down.

"Just give me half an hour and I will have it re written, for you to copy up. But this is the last time I am doing this. Next time I will help you out with spelling but you are doing most of the work yourself. I can't help you in exams remember." Sebastian said to him as he rose to his feet.

"I know. I know, keep your hair on. Just bring it up to my room when you are done." Hunter grinned at him and headed for the door, only to turn around as he reached it "Oh and Sebastian. Thank you"

Something was really going to have to be done about all this. Hunter knew that for certain. As he sat on his bed he realised that things were going to have to take another turn. He couldn't just use Sebastian for sex, he wanted more than that. Yet the only problem that he faced was how to get the other Warbler's heart. Something told him that he already had a place there, but he wanted more. He wanted so much more. He wanted Sebastian to tell him that he loved him. He wanted to be with him To kiss him in public whenever he wanted. Not just to have sex behind doors and out of sight of everyone. Sure everything had started out as nothing but a stupid bet but that wasn't how he wanted things to end up. He wanted to graduate and celebrate by jumping into Sebastian's arms and kissing him. Kissing him as his boyfriend and having that coveted place in his heart. He silently cursed himself with every word he could think of for letting himself fall in love with this guy. Surely he was only going to get hurt in the end.

As normal the time that he spent away from Sebastian took longer than it should have done. Hunter had never worked out how it was fair that time spent with a loved one flew past so fast and yet when parted from a loved one it dragged on for ages. Making a single minute last an hour. Of course it did give him time to think of a new plan to test Sebastian. He needed something that didn't involve sex. Something that Sebastian would never ever normally do. But what? That was the biggest problem that he faced right now. His eyes stared up at the ceiling. His heart was pounding in his chest. How had he let things come to this? His thoughts were swimming around his head at such a speed that prevented him from thinking straight. It was all just so confusing, after a few minutes he turned onto his side and found himself staring at the door. All he wanted right now was for it to open and for Sebastian to walk in telling him that he had been stupid not to realise how he felt about him, that he loved him and had done from the moment they had first met. His eyes fluttered to a close, an image of exactly that came into his mind. He could feel Sebastian's lips against his, his touch. That amazing touch of his. A smile came to his lips. Why couldn't he just have one thing that he wanted. One single thing. It wasn't fair. Nothing was ever fair when it came to love, at least not in his world it wasn't.

It had to be the first time ever that Sebastian had trouble with French. He spoke it fluently, he could write it with his eyes closed. Yet not this evening. His mind seemed to be fixed upon the guy that the French belonged to. He couldn't work out what exactly it was that Hunter wanted from him. He hadn't a clue if the sex was just a one off thing or he'd be made to do it again. Of course he knew that Hunter would never force him into anything, he just didn't seem to come across as that kind of guy. Yet what scared the younger Warbler was the fact that he just didn't know what to expect from him. He started to wonder if maybe he had given up on the whole thing. Perhaps all Hunter had wanted was a shag. It wasn't really like he had payed much attention to him since their encounter at Scandals. Not that he was all that bothered, right? He had Blaine to spend his free time with. So why was he worrying about all of this.

Finally after the best part of an hour had passed he finished the translation. Instead of just heading straight to Hunter's room he grabbed his phone and sent him a text. He wasn't ready to face him yet, he needed to try and clear his head. Pulling off his clothes he headed into the bathroom, flicked on the shower and climbed in under the warm water. Reaching out he turned up the heat, the water was scalding hot against his skin. Scalding to the point that it hurt, yet all the same he didn't flinch. His body burned under the heat. The only thing he was focused on was the stinging of the boiling water against his skin. He closed his eyes, at least he had achieved his goal. Getting his mind of Hunter. It wasn't so much the thinking about Hunter that worried him, it was the reasons why he hadn't been able to get him out of his head. No matter how hard he tried. He rested his back against the wall. He felt invisible hands trailing down his body, followed by invisible lips. Hunter's voice echoed in his head and it was that alone that was enough to make him snap his eyes open and take a huge breath in, too scared to let it go again.

Hunter groaned at the sound of his phone buzzing on his desk. Sebastian wasn't coming. Something had prevented him, most likely Blaine Fucking Anderson. Sometimes Hunter hated that guy. How was it fair that it was Blaine who had Sebastian's heart. He didn't deserve him. Nobody did. Sebastian belonged with him. Surely everyone had to see that. Why couldn't they see it? He had certainly never felt this much for one person before in his life. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he sat himself up and yawned. Crawling down his bed and reaching out a hand to his desk, he grabbed his phone. Reading the text from no other than Sebastian. Sorry for taking so long. My brain is on slow mode today. Jumping into the shower before going to see Blaine. I will drop your French off on the way. I pass your dorm anyway.

Exactly how long it had been before a knock came to his door Hunter wasn't sure. He leapt of his bed, somehow knowing who he was going to come face to face with. Opening the door he couldn't help but smile at him. God he looked hot. Good enough to just eat. He knew he was staring, and yet somehow it didn't matter to him anymore. He didn't care if he was caught staring at him. He was past caring. What did he care if anyone found out that he, Hunter Clarrington, had fallen in love with Sebastian Smythe?

Sebastian held out the French to him. "Here, you just need to copy that up, there are a couple of spelling mistakes in there just so it doesn't look too perfect."

Hunter nodded slightly and took it from him, his hand brushing against Sebastian's sending a flutter of butterflies into his stomach. "Thanks. Look can I talk to you? Just for a few minutes. I won't keep you I promise. Even if you do look good enough to eat right now"

Sebastian folded his arms. He wasn't sure if falling for Hunter's tricks was a good thing. He swallowed and stepped into the room, closing the door behind him, that last thing he needed was to have someone walking past if Hunter decided to pounce on him. "Just five minutes, no more. Understood? I am not standing Blaine up tonight. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal clear, but just for your information things work on my terms, in case you had forgotten."

Sebastian opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by what Hunter said.

"I want you to prove to me that you'll do anything I say to keep Blaine from finding out about our little arrangement, therefore I want you to lose the next Lacrosse game."

"Are you completely insane? We can't lose that game. It's not possible."

"Then I send Blaine that little recording of that blow job you gave me a few days ago."

"Hunter, you are not playing fair. I told you I can't and won't lose that game. I am not letting the other guys down. This is the first time in fifteen years that Dalton has gotten to the quarter finals and I am not throwing the game, not for you not for anyone."

Hunter grinned at him and pushed him backwards against the door. "You think I am joking? You will soon find out that I am not Smythe. You will lose that game, whether you like it or not. I don't care what the consequences for your stupid Lacrosse team is." he pressed a kiss to Sebastian's lips. "Lose the game if you love Blaine."

"You are a right basted" Sebastian hissed at him, something that only made the grin on Hunter's face spread wider.

Sure his plans of confessing his love for Sebastian and getting himself more time with him had backfired, but at least this would show him just how loyal a person he was.

"Thanks for the compliment" he replied with a smile. "Now are you going to lose that game or do I have to text that pretty little boyfriend of yours."

"Not a chance." Sebastian spat at him, pushing him away and walking out the room. He couldn't lose that game. It wasn't fair for Hunter to try and blackmail him into doing that. The sex and kisses he could deal with, at least for the time being it wasn't breaking any hearts, sure in the long run it would if it was to break out to eyes of anyone else. Yet for now he was safe. He closed his eyes for a brief moment. He couldn't let Blaine see him wound up. It would lead onto questions, questions that he knew he wouldn't be able to answer. Simply out of the rules of breaking the deal with Hunter.

Blaine sat on his bed. Having just had dinner with his parents, he was feeling rather full of food, considering his parents always forced him to eat mountains, saying that he was a growing boy and he needed to keep his strength.
He couldn't help worrying about Sebastian. There was something up with him, yet he couldn't put his finger on what it was. He knew he was getting himself wound up about something. Every time Sebastian's phone went off he would jump and turn away. He had thought about the fact that he was having an affair, yet it had seemed stupid. He wasn't about to just assume that. As far as he knew it could be something strange going on with his mother. He knew that the relationship that Sebastian had with her was strained and if anything slightly awkward at times. So there seemed to be no point in confronting him about anything, at least not until he had some proof.

He almost jumped out of his skin as the ringing of a text on Sebastian's phone rung around the room. He knew it was prying and Sebastian would be mad if he found out that Blaine had been snooping through his phone. Yet curiosity got the better of him. It certainly wasn't like Sebastian to leave anywhere without his phone.

He swallowed as he climbed off the bed and walked over to Sebastian's side of the room, anyone walking in would certainly see a difference in each side.

Blaine wasn't exactly the neatest of people, it wasn't that he was messy, just that he shared a dorm with someone who was a huge clean freak. Sure he had clothes at the end of his bed, which was always unmade and the bits of homework and pens were scattered in a range of locations on the top of his desk.
Yet when it came to Sebastian's side of the room everything was in perfect order. Set into neat piles and the bed always made to the standard that you expected to see when walking into a five star hotel room.

He turned to look at the door, just to make sure that Sebastian wasn't going to walk in. Opening up the text his heart almost sank. It was a text from Hunter, yet what had caught his eye wasn't the unopened text from him but the others that were still saved in his messages underneath. He opened one up, just to confirm to himself that he had read it wrong, down to part of it having been cut off.

Scandal, 11pm tonight. Fuck me xxxx

The words in front of him stung more than anything. Sebastian wouldn't shag Hunter. Surely he wouldn't Blaine quickly put his boyfriends phone back where it was as he heard footsteps outside the door and leapt back upon his own bed, trying to stifle back the tears.
Sebastian walked in after a moment. Blaine found himself not wanting to look at him.
"Almost done with this, just give me five minutes and I will be all yours. Your phone went off by the way. A text I think, nearly gave me a heart attack"

The words of the text from Hunter were burning in his mind. He couldn't shake the thought that Sebastian had done the dirty on him. He swallowed and tried to focus on what he was doing. He could feel the tears pricking up in his eyes. "Who is it from?" he asked him. If he had nothing to hide then surely he would tell him the truth, right?

Sebastian turned to him with a smile "Hunter, just asking about the Lacrosse game tomorrow"
"I thought he hated lacrosse. He always gets moody when you jocks all turn up late for practise because of the game running over" Blaine frowned.

Sebastian just laughed and sat next to him, showing him the text. So what is happening with Lacrosse, Smythe?

Blaine raised an eyebrow, maybe he had gotten it all wrong. He couldn't imagine that Sebastian would go off with someone like Hunter. Sure he knew that Sebastian was known for shagging around, but would he really hurt him like that? He couldn't be sure. Swallowing the lump in his throat he just grinned at him and leant up and pressed his lips to his for a few moments. "Text him back the details he wants and I will be all yours in about three minutes, providing you don't distract me"

Sebastian laughed "Okay, hot stuff. I promise I won't distract you"

He wandered over to his own bed and plonked himself down, trying to decide what exactly he was texting back to Hunter. That Lacrosse game wasn't a game that he could lose on purpose. There was only one thing for it. He was going to have to fake some injury a few minutes before the game and get one of the subs on, therefore it wouldn't be down to him if they lost or not, so surely Hunter couldn't say or do anything, right? Can't guarantee a lose if I don't play. Didn't think of that did we?

It was just a minute later when his phone buzzed again with a text from Hunter. Doesn't work like that gorgeous. Whether you play or not that game had better be lost, understand gorgeous?

Sebastian just groaned softly and placed his phone on the table beside his bed, he rolled over onto his side and stared at the wall. If only he hadn't started this stupid bet. If only he hadn't had sex with him in the first place, then he wouldn't have anything on him and it would be Hunter's word against his. He needed Blaine to know everything. He wondered if it was all worth it or not. At least he'd be telling him the truth, right? He hated lying to him. He hated having to look him in the eye and keep such an awful secret from him. He buried his face into his pillow. This was getting harder and harder by the second. Blaine would leave him if he found out the truth, yet if he kept playing Hunter's games he would end up in too deep.

The seconds seemed to pass like hours. Was it really so wrong to just want all of this to go away? Sebastian squeezed his eyes shut and tried to forget about everything that had happened over the last few days. It was his own fault. He had been the one who was stupid enough to have sex with Hunter. He was the one stupid enough to think that it had all just been a one-time thing. Now he was facing losing the trust of a lot more than just himself, but of his Lacrosse team mates. He couldn't let that happen. He'd already cheated once, what was the harm in doing it again. Perhaps he could make some kind of deal with Hunter. No, that was crazy. He was winning that game and there was nothing that Hunter could say or do about it. His mind was made up. He had to tell Blaine everything. It was the only way to stop carrying around all this around. All he had to do was get through the Lacrosse game tomorrow.

As for tonight. Well tonight was all about Blaine and nothing was going to change that. He reached up and turned off his phone. Hunter wasn't about to destroy this night. Nobody could. Surely he was entitled to one night with his boyfriend without any interruptions. It felt like ages since they had really spent some quality time together, without homework or other such matters getting in the way.
His eyes fluttered to a close. He needed to push everything from his head for tonight. Nothing but Blaine mattered. He swallowed before sitting up and looking over to his boyfriend. A smile came to his face.

Blaine could feel Sebastian's eyes on him and it was enough to stop him from being able to concentrate. The last few sentences of his homework could wait. He could pass English in his sleep so there wasn't really much point in worry about it too much. He dropped his pen onto his bed and got up, planting himself at the bottom of Sebastian's bed. He needed to talk to him about what he had seen on his phone. If it turned into an argument about nothing then it was his own fault. He just had to put his mind at rest.

"Can I ask you something? Just promise me you will tell me the truth and not lie to me."

Sebastian swallowed and nodded his head "Of course. Ask away. I promise" he replied to him. He could feel his heart racing in his chest. He felt as though someone was holding an invisible dagger to his throat and was about to slice it open at any second. Blaine couldn't know about him and Hunter, could he? This had to be about something else. Sebastian knew he had to stay calm and not just have an outburst, as far as he knew Blaine knew nothing and throwing himself at him and screaming his apologies would be a waste of time and may just cost him a relationship that wasn't under any threat at all.

Blaine took a deep breath. "I know I shouldn't have been snooping but when you phone went off earlier I looked at it and I saw I a text. It just scared me. I need to know just one thing. Are you cheating on me with Hunter?" he looked down for a few moments, wondering if he even wanted to know the answer to that question. He certainly didn't want to see the look that Sebastian was wearing upon his face. He feared that it would betray all the words that he was about to say.

"Of course not. He is just a friend. I promise. Well if you can call him a friend." he rested his hands on Blaine shoulders. "Was it that text about him telling me to fuck him in Scandals?" he swallowed, he was taking a huge risk mentioning that text. He just hoped that he hadn't gone and stuck his foot in it and messed things up, in future he was really going to have to start deleting the texts that he didn't want anyone to catch a glimpse of.

Blaine nodded his head, tears falling down his cheeks. He looked up at him. "You didn't fuck him did you?" he swallowed.

Sebastian smiled softly. He couldn't tell him. He wanted to, yet something was stopping him. Perhaps it was the look of pain that was written on Blaine's face that stopped him. He shook his head. "No, I would never do that to you. Hunter was just being an arse. That is all."

Lying to Blaine again felt horrible, yet there wasn't anything he could do, at least until he had spoken to Hunter. He had to get out of this bet now before things got too far. He just didn't care anymore. Sebastian wasn't a liar, at least he never used to be. Hunter had changed his world around. Sometimes he thought it was for the better, in some strange and twisted way, yet most of the time he hated what Hunter had turned him into.
He leant forwards and pressed his lips to Blaine's "I love you Blaine Anderson. Never forget that" he kissed him again and wrapped his arms around him.
Guilt was swimming around inside of him. It was enough to drive him crazy. His mind was stuck upon the one guy that he wanted more than anything to hate. Hunter Clarrington. Sebastian Smythe was facing a terrifying thought. Was he falling in love with him? He tried to convince himself that it was the lust that he had for this guy that was making him feel like this, yet he couldn't be certain of that.

He glanced over to the clock on their dormitory wall. "Seriously, it's just 3pm. Is that all? God today is going slowly."

Blaine just rolled his eyes. "Do you have a problem with that?" he leant up on one arm and pressed his lips to Sebastian's for a brief moment before pulling away and getting himself lost in his eyes. "Or are you just making excuses to say that you are bored of me already?" he laughed.

Sebastian simply grinned back at him. "First of all me ever getting bored of your company is the biggest load of crap that I have ever heard in my life. I could never tire of you and secondly no problems at all. It just feels later than that. I guess I just assumed that it was more like six than three"
He turned onto his side and leant in towards Blaine. He wanted nothing more than to get Hunter out of his head. And what better way to do that than to make out with his boyfriend. The guy who was, if anything, the total opposite to Hunter. He was caring and shy about his feelings. Something that had attracted Sebastian to him in the first place. It was on that fact alone that he had taken it upon himself to get into this guys pants. Yet falling in love with him had changed everything. Sure Blaine was far from the normal guys that he went after. Normally it was just all about finding a guy who could give him the sex that he wanted at the time. Only with Blaine it had never ever been like that. He had his heart, and sure he had a horrible feeling that Hunter might be slowly pulling it from Blaine's tight grasp, but he wasn't about to let that stop him from spending time with him. One thing he was certain of, no matter what the consequences would be, he wasn't sleeping with Hunter again. He wasn't doing anything of the sort.
Closing his eyes his lips pressed up against Blaine's. With one swift movement, before Blaine had any time to protest, Sebastian had ripped open Blaine's shirt and pulled if off down his shoulders throwing it somewhere towards the floor area. He wasn't really paying attention. His hands instantly trailing down his sides and running along the rim of his trousers teasingly, before sliding down the zip and with such ease he undid the button and pulled them down off his legs, along with his boxers. There wasn't any point in prolonging the whole process. Sebastian wanted sex as much as Blaine seemed to and he couldn't be bothered with all the waiting for the removal of clothes.
His hands moving to his own shirt and helping Blaine to pull it over his head. Their lips losing contact for a mere second before Sebastian slipped his tongue into Blaine's mouth again.

It was at that moment that Blaine's phone went off. Blaine groaned slightly and moved to get up and answer it, only to have Sebastian pull him down again. "Just leave it"

"I can't. It won't stop going off until I answer it."

"Then go and shut it up. I thought we agreed no interruptions tonight."

Blaine laughed and got up to his feet and headed over to to the desk where his phone was buzzing. He quickly opened the text. A text from Kurt. I didn't know who else to text. Don't text back. There was a shooting at McKinley, everyone is safe in the choir room, hiding out in the dark, well everyone save Rachel, Brittany and Santana I don't know where they are. Please try and find them. If they are safe outside just let them know that everyone else is okay. I don't want to text one of them in case their location is given away. Thanks. I will call you when I can xxx Kurt

Blaine gasped and clasped a hand over his mouth. "Oh my god! I am sorry Sebastian. I have to go. It's important" he said turning to him and throwing him his phone as he pulled back on his clothes. "Read the last text from Kurt." he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. It was simply just insane. He swallowed the lump in his throat. He practically jumped out his skin as he felt Sebastian's hand upon his shoulder.

"Blaine calm down. Rachel is probably going to be in a bit of a state, the last thing that she needs is you freaking out on her. Stay calm." he soothed, gently rubbing his back. "I am coming with you."

Blaine nodded his head, his throat had gone dry and he felt as though he was going to throw up. It was all so much to take in. He reached out and took Sebastian's hand and squeezed it tightly. Running from the room, pulling his boyfriend behind him, Blaine was sure that his feet barely touched the floor. "Can you drive?"

Sebastian smiled and pressed a kiss to his head, "Yes of course. Get in" he said as he climbed into his car, barely waiting for Blaine to pull on his seatbelt before speeding down the road towards McKinley. He'd never admit it, but he was worried for the safety of the New Directions. A gun scare was rather frightening; he remembered only too well the gun scare at his old school back in France during his Freshman year. "Everything will be fine, I know it. Those New Directions mates of yours are strong."

Blaine simply smiled softly, his throat was starting to really dry up and he feared that nothing he could say to Rachel would calm her down. He closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath. He knew that Sebastian would be there for him, and everyone else for that matter. He hadn't ever let him down yet. The sounds of screaming and crying reached his ears and without having to open his eyes he knew exactly where they were, he pulled off his seatbelt and scrambled out the car. His heart pounding and his mind racing. He had barely a chance to get his balance before he felt a body flinging themselves at him. He instantly knew that it was Rachel Berry. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and held her close to him."I am so glad it's you. Someone has a gun inside and I lost the others. I don't know where they are. They won't let me back inside." she burst out into tears again. Blaine hated seeing her so upset.
"Hey, hey hey, calm down. Everyone is okay. I got a text from Kurt, all the New Directions are in the choir room. Except Brittany and Santana. You have to help me try and find them, okay. I need you to calm down." he brushed her hair from her face and wiped away her tears. Pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Rachel nodded tears falling down her cheeks almost instantly after he had brushed them away. "I am so scared Blaine. I don't know what I am doing. I just left to go home and get my English book and I came back and there was all this running and screaming and my first thoughts were Finn and Kurt and the others."

"It's okay, just calm down. Don't get into a state. We just have to find Santana and Brittany." he took her hand. "Just stay with me okay. Everything will be okay." he tried to comfort her. He tried to keep calm himself, yet having Rachel in such a state in his arms wasn't easy. He hadn't known anyone to get so upset in his life. Of course he knew exactly why she was. If anything he'd be in the same position was he separated from any of the Warblers.

Rachel nodded. Resting her head against Blaine's shoulder. Her legs were shaking. She felt as though she was going to pass out, just knowing that the whereabouts of two of her friends were unknown was enough to break her heart. The only comfort she had was that it was Brittana and most likely they would be trapped together. Yet that was soon taken away from her as Brittany came running over to them in tears.
"Rachel, Blaine Warbler. I lost Santana. I can't find her anywhere. There was a gunshot and she was right behind me and now I can't find her."

"Wait, Santana was shot?" Rachel gasped. She couldn't believe this. Sure Santana and herself were not exactly the best of friends, yet that didn't mean that she didn't care about her. Of course she did. Yet the amount of fear and panic that she felt right now couldn't match the amount that Brittany must be feeling.
"I don't know. She was right behind me. We were by the library." tears were pouring down the Cheerio's face.

Sebastian wasn't really sure what he was thinking in that moment. If anything he wasn't thinking. "Blaine I love you okay," he said to him before making a run for it towards the school and fighting his way through the crowds of students. He knew this was a stupid idea, but there was no going back. Santana meant something to him. She was the only person who had ever really stood up to him and he wasn't about to just leave her in the school on her own and scared, even if she would never admit it to him or anyone.

He could hear the terrified shouts from Blaine telling him to come back, yet that didn't stop him, somehow he managed to get through the crowds and back into the school. Soon realising that the only problem that he faced, wasn't that there could still be someone running around the school carrying a gun, but that he hadn't the faintest idea where the library was. It was simply just matter of walking through the corridors and trying his best to keep quiet. Swallowing the lump in his throat he reached the end of a corridor and peered around the corner into the next corridor. Feeling slightly relived to notice a bookshelf in a room at the far end. He took a deep breath before briskly walking towards it, making sure to keep silent and not to draw attention to himself. He slowly pushed open the doors, noticing blood on the floor just on the inside of the door.

"Santana?" he whispered. Not really expecting a reply. Which was exactly what he didn't get. Santana wasn't stupid she wasn't about to give away her location.

At least he was in the right place, or at least making a start, the blood on the floor gave him a bit of a hint.
"Santana? You in here?" he tried again.

It was only as he heard a small movement that he walked further into the library, looking around a bookcase he finally saw her, sat on the floor, a pool of blood by her legs.

Santana swallowed and looked up at him. "What you doing here? Come to gloat at the bullet in my leg?" she wouldn't let on to him the amount of pain that she was in "Just tell me Brittany is okay? She got out, right?"

"Brittany is fine. Now we have to get you out of here."

He held out his hand to her and yet instead of taking it she just looked at it as if it was covered in some kind of horrible slime, before looking up at his face.
"It's just a hand, Santana. No tricks"

"It's not that. It just I can't walk. I tried. I can't get up. I managed to crawl here and hide, but I can't walk" she replied to him. Tears filling her eyes.

Sebastian didn't say anything, instead he pulled off his blazer and sat next to her, wrapping his blazer around her leg, covering the wound. He rose back up to his feet after a moment.

"What are you doing?" she winced and gripped his arm as the pain in her leg from the impact of the blazer against her wound "Don't leave me, please. I am scared and I don't want to be on my own, but if you ever tell anyone that I will deny it and come kick your skanky little ass into next year"

"I'm just gonna go block the entrance, we'll just- just hide out, okay? Hey. I'm not leaving you Santana. If I did and you died in here I wouldn't be able to kick your ass at another Michael Jackson number"

Sebastian ran over to the door and pulled one of the smaller bookcases in front of the door, along with a couple of tables, before he switched off the lights and headed back over to Santana sitting next to her and pulling out his phone, sending a quick text to Blaine. I found her. She is okay, bullet sticking in her leg and a bit shaken up, but she's fine. I am going to stay with her. Keep Rachel and Brittany safe. Take my car back to Dalton and stay there with them. xxxx

"Why are you here? You don't even go to this school. I didn't think you even cared what happened to any of us New Directions."

"Of course I care. I mean yeah I don't like any of you, but that doesn't mean I don't care there is a difference"

Santana just rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. "Thank you" she whispered. She never thought that she'd be hiding away from a gun scare with Sebastian Smythe of all people, especially after he had come to her with every intention of saving her, risking his life for her. If anything he was the last person that she had expected. It was certainly well known that Santana Lopez and Sebastian Smythe didn't get along.

"For what?" he replied to her with a small smile.

"Just staying with me"

"You are welcome. Like I said we might hate one another but we do sing a killer duet. Now we just need to find something to do to keep you from passing out on me from loss of blood." he grinned at her, glancing down at the blazer wrapped around her leg, which was already starting to turn a scarlet colour from the blood.

"I think I can help with that. In English today, before all this gun shooting happened. We were put into pairs and told to do this assignment together" She reached into her bag and pulled out a bit of card with four sentences on it. "The idea was we were given these instructions and we had to report back at the end of the class and say what we had learnt about our partners." she held the card out to him.

Sebastian took the card from her hand and read the instructions. "Okay then. So the first one is something personal.

Santana moved to rest against the bookcase again. "Before I say anything to you I am telling you now that anything I say in here stays in here, if it leaks out then I will deny it. Understand?"

"Same goes for me. So something personal. My middle name is Hector"

Santana stifled a laugh, "Seriously, Sebastian Hector Smythe? That is hilarious." she looked up at him again. "Okay, erm, I switched Brittany's calculus exam so that she would pass and graduate this year."

"What about you? You have to graduate too you know."

"I know, I can pass calculus in my sleep. I took two tests and hid Brittany's in my bag and wrote her name on top of one of mine. Anyway, what is the next instruction?"

"Admit something that worries you or something that you are afraid of." Sebastian answered with a small smile. This was going to prove to be a tough question to answer. He wasn't exactly sure what worried him or what he was afraid of. Except of course the whole thing with Hunter, but that wasn't something that he could share with anyone, especially not Santana. He knew that she'd not be able to keep her mouth shut about that. Perhaps just going with a couple of phobias would fit the question. He could only hope that she wouldn't pester him for a wider answer.

"Brittany" Santana broke the silence after a few moments.

"You are scared of Brittany?" he teased her, Knowing that there must be some additional information to that.

"Shut up." Santana whacked his arm "I mean I am scared of having to leave her behind. It worries me that she will not be able to find her place without me to stick up for her. I am just scared of what will become of her and scared of not being able to take her with me and keep her safe."

"Brittany is smart girl, sure she might say stupid things and do stupid things, but that certainly doesn't make her a stupid person. You will see I am sure that she will be fine without you. I think it is you that is going to struggle with life without her around."

Santana just glared at him. "Maybe you are right" her glare softened, "But it still scares me to leave her behind. I mean she is just so naïve and in a way simple minded. I just fear that she'd be lost and alone without me. Nobody else really understands her logic. Anyway, your turn. What are you afraid of?"

"Clowns. Clowns really freak me out. And ants."

"Ants! Seriously? Why Ants?" Santana said to him, turning her head to look up at him. "You are pulling my leg. Ants!"

Sebastian nodded. "Seriously ants really scare me. Trust me there is a reason for it. Its not just that I was born afraid of them. Promise"

Santana raised an eyebrow. Now this was starting to get very interesting. Of all the things that she could possibly have thought of that scared Sebastian. Ants was the last thing. Something as insignificant as ants. It was too hilarious to be real. Only the look of fear in his eyes as he spoke of them told her that he certainly wasn't lying. "And what would that reason be."

"One morning I walked down stairs and into the kitchen and the bench was literally swarming with ants. Covered in them. Completely black with ants. It wasn't that it wasn't clean, I have a problem with mess and dirt. So I clean everything up instantly to avoid it."

"Wow! That is disgusting. Bet I can tell you what it was. The antibacterial germ killer. My mum used to use it, and ants always seemed to appear wherever it was used. They must be attracted to some kinds of it."

"Maybe you are right. Anyway enough talk of ants. I am getting a little freaked out about it all. Next and final question. Where do you want to be in ten years?"

"Married to Brittany, with a family. I want my Abuela to love me again and I just want to know what I want to do in life. I wants to know what my purpose is. You?"

"Honestly? I have no idea. Never really think that far into the future. Although I would love to go back to Paris. So maybe that is the answer. In ten years I want to be in Paris at the top of the Eiffel Tower watching the world pass by me and remembering all the people who touched my life in the last ten years."

"Sometimes I think you are much more of a nicer person that you ever let on to be. You remind me of myself. Scared of the person you are behind the veil that you put up. Scared of what will happen if anyone finds out about your past and your feelings. So you keep it locked away in your heart, causing yourself pain. Pain that you unleash into the world upon innocent people."

"Are you sure you are not some kind of mind reader, Miss Lopez" Sebastian laughed. She had pretty much just described the way he felt all the time. It was all true. His heart was a bit of a mess. So he acted like an arsehole to keep that hidden from others. Showing his feelings was never his strong point, it never had been and he doubted that it ever really would be. Sure he could tell Blaine that he loved him, but that wasn't exactly the same thing. His family still didn't know. He couldn't tell them. Sure they'd probably never believe him anyway and just take it as him trying to get attention from them.

"You tell me" she said with a smile. The pain in her leg was starting to get worse, although she wouldn't ever admit that to Sebastian. She had already admitted enough things to him today, enough things to last a life time. Things that she wouldn't ever tell anyone else. Yet somehow telling him seemed the right thing to do.

"Lets get you out of here. Everything must be clear by now. Do you trust me?" Sebastian said to her. She was losing way to much blood and he had to get her to the hospital before she lost to much more and slipped from the world.

"I have just poured my heart out to you. Told you secrets and you are asking me if I trust you!"

"Good point" he laughed as he carefully scooped her up into his arms "Just hold on tight okay. You weigh a bloody ton."

Santana couldn't be bothered thinking up some form of insult to throw back at him. She owed her life to him right now. Having lost so much blood already, she had a horrible feeling in her stomach that she would have died in that library from loss of blood if it hadn't been for him. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she rested her head against his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. She had certainly never pictured this. "Talk to me" she said softly, starting to feel herself slip out of consciousness from both blood loss and pain.

"What about?" he questioned her. He hadn't really any idea what to say to her. She wasn't exactly the easiest person to talk to, plus he didn't want to draw to much attention to them, just in case someone was still walking around with a gun. Pressing his lips together he started whispering the words to Smooth Criminal into her ear. She seemed to be concentrating on his words, and that alone was stopping her from passing out. So that at least had to be something, after what seemed like forever he got outside. Where he was practically jumped on by the New Directions, in amongst them was Brittany, whose eyes were filled with terror at the sight of her girlfriend.

"I'm fine Brittany. Honestly"

Sebastian sat her down on a bench, to allow himself to move again. She really was heavy, especially when she was just a dead weight in his arms. Brittany and the other New Directions were comforting her. Yet there was no sign of Blaine, perhaps he had gone back to Dalton, after things were over. Yet it confused him as to why he would just leave him behind. He pulled out his phone and dialled Blaine's number.

Blaine answered almost instantly "Hey, you okay? Is Santana okay? The Warblers wouldn't let me go back with Rachel and Brittany. They said I would only get in a state. We are all worried sick about you"

"Woah, woah, calm down, Killer. I am fine. Santana is fine. I am on my way back to Dalton now. Only I have to walk because some idiot took my car to Dalton with them. There had better not be a mark on that car, Mr Anderson"

"I can drive back and pick you up."

"No. I will walk. I need to clear my head. Won't be long. Promise"

"Okay, see you in a little while. I love you"

"Love you too" he smiled to himself and hung up.

A tap on his shoulder made him turn around. He came face to face with Brittany who instantly wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. He found himself wrapping his own arms around her small frame and the two remained in an embrace for a few moments before Brittany pulled away from him.

"Thank you for going in after Santana." she said simply

"It was the least I could do. Just let me know what happens and if there is anything else I can do o help out."

Brittany nodded and leant upwards and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I owe you my life. Santana means everything to me and I promise I will repay you in some way. One day"

"Brittany that is really not necessary"

"I insist" she replied with a smile before running back off to Santana and the others.

Hunter was pacing backwards and forwards in the Common Room. He couldn't keep still. At least he was now comforted with the knowledge that Sebastian was unharmed. He had no idea what he would have done if anything had happened to him. He certainly wasn't ready to lose him. Ye all the same he couldn't relax, at least not until he was safely back at Dalton.

"Can you stop pacing. You are making us all nervous" Trent hissed at him.
It was probably safe to say that, despite Blaine repeating to them what Sebastian had said on the phone, they were still rather worried about Sebastian. He had a tendency to make things not as bad as they seem. It wouldn't be of any surprise if he walked through the door with a bullet wound in his side insisting that he was fine and he'd live through it.

"Sorry" Hunter mumbled sitting down on the edge of the table, that was stood by the doorway.

Sebastian walked in just a few minutes later, seeming completely fine, as if nothing was different and he had simply walked in later to a regular Warbler meeting. Hunter rose to his feet and reached up slapping him across the face, leaving his hand print upon the other boy's cheek.
"You fucking idiot. You could have been killed in that school. What the hell did you think you were doing?"

"I had to do something, you weren't there. You would have done the same thing if you were me."

"If I was you I wouldn't have gone in the first place. That bloody school has nothing to do with me neither do the students, the only concern that I have is kicking their asses at Show Choir Competitions."

"Shut it, Hunter. I am safe now. So does it really matter." he said to him with a sly smile as he brushed past him and was greeted by Blaine throwing his arms around him and pressing a huge kiss upon his lips. "Don't scare me like that again. You got it?"

Sebastian laughed and nodded. "Noted and promised" he grinned kissing him again.

Hunter swallowed and slipped out of the room. He couldn't just sand by and watch the love of his life with Blaine anymore. It was killing him inside. His mind was made up he had to tell him how he felt. At least it would be a weight of his shoulders. He sunk his teeth into his lower lip as he climbed the stairs and headed back to his dormitory. Tomorrow. It had to be tomorrow. After he Lacrosse game. He swallowed. The rejection was going to be the hardest part of all. He couldn't see why Sebastian would fall for him after all he had done. He certainly wouldn't if the roles were reversed.
His eyes fluttered to a close as he lay down his bed and stared up at the ceiling trying to rehearse a speech in his head. Knowing all too well that it wouldn't go the way he planned. He knew Sebastian only too well something would go wrong and he would find himself stuttering out some rubbish drivel before finally blurting out the words I love you and probably scaring the living daylights out of him.

He couldn't sleep that night. Every time he got close to sleeping he felt Sebastian against him, holding him close and whispering soft nothings in his ear. He groaned and finally gave up on the idea of getting even a wink of sleep. The thought of Sebastian with Blaine at this very point in time made him feel sick to the pit of his stomach. He was sick of sharing him. Was it really so wrong to just want him for himself. Just to want Sebastian Smythe to love him back and to care for him the same way?

He stripped off and walked into his bathroom, turning on the shower and climbing in. The water trickling down his skin. He closed his eyes and reached down between his legs. His hand squeezed at his balls and slowly he entered a finger inside of himself and sank his teeth into his lower lip in order to stop himself from letting out a loud groan. Sliding the finger in and out he slipped in a second digit, his thumb stroking soft circles against the ever growing member.

His free hand slammed against the wall of the shower and he threw his head back. No longer able to stifle a soft groan. Just imagining that it was Sebastian's hand and not his own made it seem more pleasurable. The only thing that he had really received from Sebastian was a blow job. Sure he had fucked him, yet it had been him inside Sebastian and not the other way around. That was exactly what he wanted and that was exactly what he couldn't stop thinking about.
He pulled his fingers out from inside himself and grabbed hold of his throbbing member and moved his hand rapidly up and down until he reached a climax.

Best shower I have had in a long time. He thought to himself as he quickly washed himself off and climbed out, pulling on a pair of boxers and climbing back into bed, for the last few hours of the early morning before his alarm clock rudely forced him out of bed.

A/n: I am actually amazed at how much people seem to love this story. I certainly never expected such a response. I love your reviews, so please keep them coming. As a thank you I thought I would share a bit of trivia about myself with you all. How about I answer the questions Santana and Sebastian did on one another. Deal! Something personal, I am in love with someone who treats me like I don't exist. They know how I feel and ever since then I haven't existed to them. Something that scares me: Exactly the same as Sebastian, clowns and ants. In ten years. I would love to just be in love and have a family and job that I love. Keep the reviews coming guys. I love knowing what you think.