A/n: LACROSSE! Yes that is right the Lacrosse game is finally here, but what will Sebastian do? Lose? Win? You have to read on and find out. I really should apply some of the time and commitment I spend on fanfiction to my novel. Yes I am writing a novel and I have written more words for this fanfiction than that. I am starting to think I should designate days for each. I am trying to update at least one a week, if I can, but its proving rather hard. I love writing fan fictions but my novel is needing the time and work too:P Please understand and as usual enjoy the chapter.

Sebastian rolled over in bed, the last thing that he wanted to do today was play a game of Lacrosse and pretend that nothing was wrong. Truth was he was still thinking about Santana. Was it strange and stupid that he was so worried about her? He couldn't help it. Everything just seemed to be a burden on his shoulders at the moment. His feelings towards Hunter couldn't have come at a worse time. He just felt so confused. He had a horrible feeling that Hunter had planned all this. Some sort of evil joke to try and get into his pants and get what he wanted from him. He closed his eyes and pulled the duvet over his head, just trying to block out the world for a few more minutes. He tried to make sense of his thoughts and yet it seemed downright impossible. He just wanted things to back to how they were. Back to the beginning of the year, when his relationship with Blaine was still sickly perfect and Hunter was just another face in the Warblers. If only he could turn back time, he certainly wouldn't have been stupid enough to make that deal with Hunter. It had been a stupid thing to do. He could see that now. Things had taken a turn for the worse that he couldn't take back. He groaned as he felt Blaine sitting on the edge of the bed and gently shaking him to get up. Why couldn't he just stay in bed. Winning that game would only prove that he was willing to do anything to keep Hunter quiet. Yet at the same time if he lost it then he'd instantly lose Blaine. Either way he couldn't win and not matter what Hunter came out on top as the victorious one. If only Blaine knew everything that was going on. Yet telling him wasn't something that he could face right now. He turned over onto his back and pulled his boyfriend down into his arms and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
"Just hold me for a few minutes" he whispered to him.

Blaine nodded his head and climbed in under the duvet and held Sebastian in his arms, his head rested against his chest Blaine placed a soft kiss into his hair. He closed his eyes and breathed in Sebastian's scent. He didn't want to lose him. Yet with Hunter around he felt as though he was. Sebastian was starting to act differently whenever Hunter walked into the room. He tensed up and seemed to move closer to him, as though he had to prove something to him. It seemed like he was going to have to talk to Hunter about all of this. Blaine Anderson had to great a straight answer, and seeing as Sebastian just changed the subject whenever it started to drift around the prospect of turning into a conversation about anything concerning his relationship with Hunter. Yet he was confident that Hunter would tell him the truth. Sure he was an arsehole at the best of times yet there had to be something that he was getting out of whatever the arrangement with Sebastian was. Plus he hadn't anything to lose, so surely he wouldn't have any problems in spilling everything out to him.

"Come on hot stuff. You have Lacrosse game to win." Blaine said to him, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"Don't really feel like playing. I feel sick to the pit of my stomach"
"Its' just nerves. You will be fine. I know you will. If anyone can take Dalton into a win then it is you"

Sebastian just laughed and forced himself to sit up. He took a breath in before slowly letting it out again. As he climbed out of bed and pulled on his Lacrosse clothes, he spoke "Look I have to tell you something and I would rather you heard it from me than anything else. Hunter told me I had to lose the Lacrosse game today otherwise he would tell you what I did."

Blaine swallowed. His heart instantly sank. He had a horrible feeling that his suspicions had been right this whole time. He couldn't bring himself to look at Sebastian. He didn't want to hear this. All he wanted was for things to go back to normal. What happened to those dreams of the perfect senior year with the guy he loved? All that had turned into some sort of joke, and he was on the receiving end of the punchline. After a few moments, since Sebastian hadn't continued, he looked up at him. Here was a look of almost fear in Sebastian's eyes. Something that told Blaine he wasn't going to like what he was going to hear. "What?" he said simply, trying not to sound worried or scared, yet he was sure that had failed.

"I made a deal with him about a week ago now, basically to keep you safe and to ensure that I wouldn't lose you."

Blaine just looked rather confused. "What sort of deal?"

"I promised him that I would do anything he wanted if he promised to stay away from you. He wanted to get into your pants and take you away from me and I couldn't let that happen he sat down on the bed and took Blaine hands into his. This was a bad idea. He couldn't tell him the whole thing. Just looking at him now he knew how much I would hurt him. Yet he had to say something now. Why he hadn't kept his mouth shut he would never know. One of these days his big mouth was really going to land him in serious trouble. Trouble that he wasn't going to be able to talk himself out of.
"Tell me the truth. Did you cheat on me?" Blaine asked.

Sebastian nodded his head "Yes. Just once. It was the stupidest thing I have ever done. Please don't hate me for it. It was one kiss Blaine."

"Why? Why cheat on me if you say you love me." Blaine said to him. Biting his tongue. He felt as though his heart had been shattered into a million pieces. Despite the fact that he was grateful Sebastian was being honest with him. He certainly couldn't have asked for anything more. It didn't seem to matter to him that he had taken a few days to come clean truth be told he wouldn't most likely have been the same had he been the one to make the deal with Hunter Clarrington. Not that he would ever have been that stupid. He got up from the bed and turned his back on him. The bad thing was that he trusted him.

Sebastian felt horrible for not only cheating in the first place, but lying about what had been going on. He was sick of playing these games. He just wanted it all to be over. He couldn't keep this up any more. It was getting to hard. He had to find a way out. A way to just cut the deal off. The only problem he would then face was Hunter going after Blaine. Was that really what he wanted. Of course it wasn't. He hated to admit it but if anything he wanted Hunter to be after him and not Blaine. Why did he have to go and break his own stupid rules and develop feeling towards him. That had never been part of the deal.
"Blaine I am sorry. I honestly am. I never meant to cheat on you. I don't want you to get hurt." he rose to his feet and rested a hand upon his shoulder. "Perhaps we need a break. A break from us."

Blaine turned around and smiled slightly. "I fear that you are right. How about I stay here when you go to Paris for you dads wedding tonight and when you come back we can decide what we are going to do about us."

Sebastian nodded his head. "Seems fair to me." he pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly. "I am sure as hell going to miss you, Blaine Anderson"

"You too" Blaine smiled "Come here." he wrapped his arms around him and hugged him tightly. Never wanting to let go. His scent was just amazing. Why he always insisted on smelling so amazing, especially before a Lacrosse game that would only leave him stinking of sweat afterwards anyway, was something that Blaine never could figure out. Sebastian Smythe was certainly a mystery. Someone who could never fully be figured out, no matter how hard one tried. "God I love you so much."

"I love you too, Killer." Sebastian replied. "As much I would love to spend the next hour in your arms I have a Lacrosse game to win."

Reluctantly both of them pulled away from one another. Blaine, having never really been that much of a Lacrosse lover, headed down to the library, after making Sebastian promise not to leave without saying goodbye.

Sebastian's heart was racing, as he sat on the bench at the side of the pitch. Feeling a hand on his shoulder he almost jumped out of his skin. He turned around to see Hunter sat behind him, leaning over the barriers.
"I have to talk to you when the game is finished. It's important"

Sebastian simply nodded, not really feeling in the mood for speaking to him right now. Things were going to have to change around here. Blaine knew the truth. Well at least the most of it. Of course he hadn't told him about the bet, or the shag at Scandal. That wasn't part of the deal. He did have anything left to lose. If Hunter did go to Blaine and told him everything then a least things would finally be out in the open and somehow they would get through things. He might be able to talk his way back into Blaine's heart after Paris. Yet only time would tell that. The first thing he had to do was win this Lacrosse game.

Hunter swallowed and sat back in his seat. This was it the moment of truth. He had rehearsed the conversation over and over in his head and yet still it made no sense. He couldn't concentrate on the game in front of him. Normally he would have enjoyed himself and loved watching the game. Yet knowing what he was about to do was changing how he saw everything. Sebastian was going to knock him back. He knew it. If only he hadn't made this bet in the first place. At least then maybe Sebastian would see that his words were heart felt and not just another game. He had to get his head together and he had to concentrate on what he was going to say exactly. Swallowing the lump in his throat he took a breath in and found himself just watching him. Watching Sebastian. Well watch his legs mostly. God did that guy have amazing legs. Amazing long legs. He got a mental image in his head of those legs draped over his shoulders as he thrust into him, hands trailing down those magnificent legs. The image was so vivid and so real that it took him all he had not to lose it there and then. He shook his head slightly and forced himself to think of something different. Anything he didn't care. He had to cool himself down somehow.

Why was this game taking so long? If anything he had expected it to fly past and have the moment of truth thrown upon him before he had time to register it, causing him to just make an utter fool of himself. Yet time had other ideas. It seemed to have slowed down purposely. Slowed to an almost halt. Hunter felt sick with nerves. He felt as though he was going to throw up at any given moment. Surely it was nearly over. It had to be. He couldn't take much more of this.

"Stay away from my boyfriend" he heard a voice hissing in his ear. His head turned to look towards its owner and came face to face with Blaine Anderson leaning forwards from his seat behind him. When had he joined the audience? He knew for a fine fact that he hadn't been there earlier. He'd have noticed and picked a seat away from him to avoid having to talk to him. Blaine had the one thing that Hunter wanted more than anything else in the world and that alone made him his enemy.

"What?" Hunter hissed back at him. "What are you talking about, Anderson"

"Sebastian told me about the kiss. I know what you are up to. Stay away from him. He isn't yours and he never will be. Oh and stop staring at his legs."

"I am not staring at his legs. I happen to be interested in the game if you must know, unlike you, who apparently only showed up to insult me."

"I know what your game is. Trust me you don't want to make an enemy of me, Clarrington"

"I think you will find that it is you who doesn't want to make an enemy out of me. Which considering you have the one thing I want most in this miserable stinking world you have already done. So watch your back."

"Just leave him alone. You have to learn that you don't always get what you want" Blaine spat at him.

"Oh I think you will find that I do and I want your boyfriend. You had better hold onto him Blaine. Unless you don't mind putting up a fight? I mean if he loves you then you have nothing to worry about, but if his feelings towards me are too tempting then I can only say may the best man win."

"Oh trust me I plan to" Blaine said with a smile as he rose to his feet and walked off.

Blaine refused to lose Sebastian to Hunter. Hunter didn't deserve him. Sebastian deserved so much better than him. Although stuck in the pit of his stomach was that horrible feeling that told him Hunter was going to win. How could he compete with him. Once Hunter had you in his sights and charmed his way into your heart it was impossible to get out. Blaine had noticed him in Scandal, just a few words a stolen touch, one kiss and guys were falling at his feet simply begging him to shag them. Why should Sebastian be any different. Blaine had noticed a change in his behaviour when Hunter walked into the room. Yet until now, he thought nothing of it. Blaine Anderson was simply left feeling lost. Agreeing to take part in 'the break' between him and Sebastian was stupid. Surely he could take that back, right? He could convince Sebastian that he didn't care what he got up to behind his back with Hunter. He just wanted things back to the way they were. Everything that had happened previously could just be put in the past and forgotten about. It had to be.

Sebastian was exhausted, having kicked the asses of Carmel High's Lacrosse team. Sweat clung to his skin, and after a few congratulatory words from their coach the team disbanded and his team mates slithered off back to their dorms to change for the celebrations tonight. Generally Sebastian preferred the showers in the changing rooms to that or his dorm, especially after and intense game, like the one they had just had. The water was so much more forceful. Closing his eyes as the water fell down his body. Yet his eyes soon snapped open as he heard a voice behind him. Hunter Clarrington's voice.
"Sebastian. We have to talk, before I change my mind about what I am going to say"

Sebastian spun around and turned off the shower, pulling a towel around his waist he stepped out. He knew Hunter had seen everything, yet that didn't mean he was just going to walk around the place naked, anyone could walk in.
"And what might that be? Don't want out of our little bet do you?" he said with a grin. Truth be told he would have done anything to have heard him say yes. He couldn't hurt Blaine anymore. It wasn't fair.
"As if. I like having you exactly where I want you at all times." Hunter replied with a sly smirk. "This is deeper than that."

Wow this was proving to be hard. It certainly didn't help that Sebastian was standing pretty much naked in front of him, dripping wet. He could smell his scent snaking into his nostrils. It was enough to make him just want to pounce upon him and kiss every inch of his skin. Yet he had to control himself. Things had to be said. There was no going back now, he had come this far and he wasn't about to chicken out.
"I never planned any of this. You have to know that. When I made this bet with you all I wanted was sex and I was willing to do anything to get it. From the moment you walked into the Common Room that first Warbler Practise I knew that I would have to shag you and it seemed like pretending to go after Blaine was the only way to do that." Hunter began. He knew he was rambling. This hadn't been part of the rehearsed speech. It was dragging on far longer than he wanted it too. Why couldn't he just spit it out and get it over and done with. Then at least if Sebastian turned him down he could run from the room and pretend it was no big deal, when inside he would be falling apart and dying more and more each second.
"Will you just tell me already?" Sebastian said to him as he pulled out his aftershave from his locker and sprayed it upon his skin.

Great! That was going to really hinder the situation. He fact that he was going to smell so much more amazing. Couldn't he have waited until Hunter had said his piece before spraying that god send upon himself. He swallowed the lump in his throat. His eyes rested upon Sebastian's lips. God how much he just wanted to kiss him again. Kiss those perfect lips.
"I never meant it to happen but it did. Somewhere along the line it happened and it isn't something that I could control. If I could change it then I would, you must know that."

"For fucks sake, Hunter." Sebastian spat at him. "Can you just get on with it? I have packing to do."

"Packing? You going somewhere? You are not leaving Dalton are you?" Hunter gasped. Now that had really put a spanner in the works. Sebastian couldn't be leaving him, he just couldn't. Hunter knew that he would follow him to the end of the world and back if it meant getting one more kiss. Perhaps that was pathetic. Yet right now he was past caring. Just few weeks ago he'd have gagged a the thought of himself acting like this, only now he couldn't image not loving Sebastian Smythe. Being in love certainly made everything seem so much brighter. Even if the love wasn't returned. And even if at the same time it was more painful than anything he had ever witnessed before in his life.

"Chill your beans, Clarrington. I am just going to France for a few days. I have my dad's wedding to attend to. That is all. I will be back before Sectionals. So considering that you are just rambling on about whatever it you are rambling on about I am going to head back up to my dormitory to change properly and pack. If this weird affliction that you have comes to an end and you figure out what it is you are trying to tell me then you know where I am"
With those words he pulled on a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a rugby top before walking out. Yet as he reached the door Hunter blurted out three words. Three words he never expected to hear from his lips. Three words that made him stop dead in his tracks.

"I love you" There he had said it. He couldn't take it back now. It was just a matter of what happened next. Everything depended on what Sebastian said and did next. He found himself simply just standing there watching him waiting. He felt sick. It the moment of truth. Why was it taking so long? Was Sebastian teasing him on purpose? Had he played this so well that to Sebastian it was just another part to their little bet. "Please say something" he said after the silence was unbearable.

"I can't" Sebastian said simply as he left. Why was Hunter doing this to him? Hadn't he taken enough from him already? Did he really need more, like his heart and his sanity. If things carried on how they were then he was really just going to crack and lose it.

Hunter slammed a fist against the nearest locker. This wasn't fair. Sure he had gotten on the guys nerves and the way that he had gone after him had been wrong. Yet he couldn't change that now. If only Sebastian had looked at him surely he would see that he had meant those words. Now he just felt like an idiot. He had to do something. Yet what? What could he possibly do to prove his love wasn't just some kind of game and that it was real. Then it suddenly dawned on him. A smile came to his face and he fled from the changing rooms, and made a run for the Library. The only place in the school that he could access the internet on. That was exactly what he needed the internet. Sebastian had just better appreciate this and Blaine sure as fucking hell had better not mess this up. He couldn't stop smiling. He must have looked like an idiot to anyone who walked past, simply staring at a computer screen, grinning like a Cheshire Cat. Yet he couldn't have cared less. Nothing could burst his bubble. Nothing could take his happiness away, at least not now.

Packing! That was the last thing that Sebastian could focus on right now. Not only was he staring to realise that he was going to have to face that whore of a girlfriend that his dad had. But he had to keep his mind focused on anything but Hunter. The only comfort that he had was that he'd be to drunk to remember much of what when on. At least he hoped there was alcohol at the wedding he certainly wasn't going if there wasn't. He probably should have thought about it beforehand. Yet he had been too busy getting annoyed over the thought of having a stepmother who had only just graduated High School.
Grabbing his phone he dialled his dad's number, knowing that this phone call would cost a fortune, it was certainly a good thing that his father insisted upon paying his mobile phone bills.

"Hello?" came a woman's voice.
Great! Did she have to answer the phone? "Isn't it bad luck for the groom to see the bride the night before the wedding?"

"Sebastian, it's good to hear from you. If you should know I am staying at my mother's house tonight. You're father isn't home at the moment I am afraid. Is there something I can do to help? Nothing is wrong I hope?"
"No nothing is wrong, Lucy. I just have one question to ask. "

"Ask away hot stuff, you know I would answer you anything, well not anything. Of course not anything."

"Okay, firstly shut up. Secondly never call me that again ,it's weird, and thirdly please tell me that there is alcohol at this wedding."

"Maybe" she flirted.

Now that was what annoyed him. Why did she have to flirt with every man that she came across. Especially with him. For heaven's sakes she was getting married to his father tomorrow time. So it was wrong on so many levels. "Stop flirting. Its disgusting. You are going to be my mother in less than twenty four hours"
"Sorry bad habit" she laughed down the phone. Now Sebastian had to admit that woman had an amazing laugh.
"Can you just answer my question because I am not attending a wedding with you there if there is no alcohol"
"Why? Am I that annoying?" she laughed. "Don't worry, its a free bar. You father made sure of that."
"More annoying than you think, just because you are marrying my dad doesn't mean I like you. I still loathe you with every single cell in my body."

"Feeling is mutual" she giggled.
God that flirting was downright annoying to the point where he wanted to strangle her "See you tomorrow, Lucy"

"Have a good flight. Your father said he will meet you at the airport and to give him a call the moment you land"

"I will. Goodbye" he said hanging up

Now back to the packing. He probably should have done this earlier, before the Lacrosse game, yet his mind had been occupied with Blaine and he hadn't even thought about packing. At least most of his things were already there in France, providing his dad had managed to pick his tuxedo up from the shop. Carefully packing the few essentials that he needed, he finally closed the suitcase and looked towards the clock on the wall. He sure had cut things fine, leaving just half an hour to get to the airport before he had to be on the plane and he still had to find Blaine to say goodbye. As he ran down the spiral staircase he called Blaine. Yet he got no answer. Typical. He sighed and tried a second time, again getting no answer. Did that guy ever answer his phone, it seemed not. He had no choice but to leave him a message. "Hey, Killer. Its just me. Look I have to go. I did try and find you and you never answer your phone. Doubt you will even get this message, but I will see you when I get home. I love you. Bye"

Breaking all the speed limits, he drove to the airport and made a run for it through Customs and the check in. This was taking to long. Sometimes he thought that all this was just a waste of time. Time that no body ever really had time for. It was most likely just a way to try and delay people to prevent them from getting on their plane, which would result in them needing to book another and therefore spend an extra amount of money. How he managed to get onto the plane in time he had no idea. Only just joining the end of the queue as they called their final call for the five thirty plane to Paris.

As he sat on his seat his eyes closed. How he hated flying. It made him sick. Thankfully he had remembered to pick up a couple of books from Dalton's library to read on the journey. He pulled one of the books out of his bag and started reading it instantly. He had to get his mind off flying. I was the only way to keep the contents of his stomach in his stomach where they belonged.

Reading was certainly a good way to keep one's mind of things. Sebastian found himself devouring a good couple of books and the time just seemed to fly past, before he knew it he was stepping off the plane and into the warm air of France.

He dialled his father's number, only hoping that unlike Blaine he would actually answer. At least he would be stuck in a place with alcohol, if he didn't so it wasn't all bad.

"Hey son. Good flight?" he father answered after a couple of rings.

"As good as flying ever is. Although if you mean did I throw up, then no." he laughed.

"Good to hear. Meet you outside. You know my car, right?"

"Of course I do, just got to collect my suitcase and I will be right out. See you in a few minutes" he hung up his phone and slipped it into his pocket, hauling the bag onto his back and pushing through the crowds of tourists to locate his suitcase on the conveyor belt. It wasn't long before he spotted it and his hand darted out and pulled it off and to his side. Now there was just the matter of pushing his way outside. Why the Airport was always so busy was beyond him. No matter what time it was it was jam packed full of people.

He finally made it outside and was greeted by a warm hug from his father. "So how does it feel to be marrying a girl that could be my sister" he laughed as he pulled away from him and dumped his suitcase into the boot of the car.
"Shut up Sebastian and get in the car" his father replied with a smile.
Sebastian grinned and climbed into the car. God he loved his dad's car, almost as much as his own car. It was just so easy to get comfortable. Which was probably a good thing considering it took a good half an hour to get home from the Airport. At least when sticking to the speed limits like his father always did. Sebastian himself could easily make it to his father's house in fifteen minutes. Ten if there wasn't any traffic.
"So how is school? Everything going alright?"
Sebastian nodded. "School is great. It's not that which is the problem these days. Won the Lacrosse final this afternoon. I swear I still feel like my limbs are going to snap off."
"Glad to hear it. You are more than welcome to have a long soak in the bath. You look like you need it."

"Thanks dad" Sebastian said with a smile arching his back slightly. He feel the muscles in his back tensing and causing him pain. It probably hadn't helped that he had spent most of the day sitting down.
"Not a problem. Talking about problems what is troubling you.. I might not be able to help but I can try."

"Men. Why are men such wankers?" he groaned "Sometimes I wonder if things would be easier if I wasn't gay"
"Honestly I think you are the one that is better off. You know Lucy called the wedding off a few days ago. She said that we couldn't get married because the dress she simply had to have was a size to small. Women are so fussy, everything has to be perfect. I made the mistake of suggesting she just get a similar one and then she threw her engagement ring at my face and told she never wanted to speak to me again."

"Wow! Seriously. You two are okay, now right?" ,as much as he hated the woman that was soon to be his stepmother, he knew just how happy she made his father. Happier than he had ever known him before and that was all that really mattered to him. Just knowing that he had someone to look after him and keep him from being alone whilst he was away was more of a comfort than his father would ever know.
"Yeah right as rain. She called me up later that evening saying that her mother had managed to get the dress altered and that if I still loved her could she have her engagement ring back and still marry me"

"Glad to hear it. Just make sure you look after her" Sebastian smiled softly "And that she looks after you"

"Anyway enough about me and getting married I am sure it is the last thing that you want to talk to me about. How is your love life?"

"Oh don't ask. Sometimes I think it would be easier if my heart was made of stone and unable to feel."

"That bad huh?" his father laughed as he pulled into the driveway.

Sebastian just nodded "Worse. Sorry I just don't really want to talk about it at the moment. Maybe another day once I have gotten it sorted out"

"Not a problem. I know how complicated love can be. You need to hide anything from me son. Talk to if and when you are ever ready. I will always be around to talk."

"Lucy home still?" he asked, not really sure if he could be bothered with her annoying questions tonight..

"No, I dropped her off at her mother's on the way to picking you up. Look I know you don't like her. But please just try and get along with her. She means an awful lot to me. I love her to bits."
"It's not that I don't like her dad, just that she gets on my nerves. She thinks she has a right to tell me what to do when she is only a few months older than me and it pisses me off" in a way he was telling the truth. It just wasn't the only reason he didn't like her. He had seen the way that she acted around men. She was a bigger flirt than him and Sebastian just didn't want her to end up hurting his father. Not to mention the fact that she constantly flirted with him.

"You just get inside and run yourself that bath. I will get your suitcase and take it up ready to your room."

Sebastian nodded and pushed open the front door and made his way slowly upstairs. A sigh escaped his lips as he sat down on the edge of the bath and turned on the tap, pouring in some bubble bath. He stripped off and climbed into the hot water, instantly feeling his muscles relax. He rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes it had been so long since he had been able to just sit in a bath full of hot water and not have to worry about anything in the world. Not having access to a bath at Dalton, only showers, he had forgotten just how amazing a bath could really be. The water was burning hot again his skin, just a hot enough to be able to stand without making him feel as though he was cooking himself. All the pain of the day seemed to be washing away with the help of the bath water and for that he couldn't have been more grateful. Of course he loved a good game of Lacrosse, yet it did half give you some back pain afterwards, especially the way that he played it.

Perhaps the company of a book would have bad the whole bath more pleasurable, yet he hadn't had the sense to bring on in with him, now he regretted it. Yet the whole idea of getting out and having to get back in defeated the purpose of just relaxing. It wouldn't feel as hot as had the first time, which would only mean he'd have to drain out some of the water and then add in another amount of hot water. So instead he just settled for a nice long hot soak, with nothing to do but lie there and let his troubles melt away.

He could have stayed there a hell of a lot longer, yet after two hours, he figured it was probably time to get out and get some sleep. He yawned as he watched the water drain away, after pulling the plug. He wrapped a towel around his waist and gathered up his clothes, dropping them into the washing basket, that stood outside his bedroom door. Running his fingers through his hair, he pressed and hand to the door and pushed it open.
His suitcase was sanding by his bed, having been brought like his father promised. Sebastian couldn't be bothered rummaging through it to find a pair of Pyjama bottoms to wear to bed. So he settled for just climbing into bed as he was. Naked, there wasn't anything wrong with that. Drying himself off he folded the towel and placed it on the chair in the corner of the room, pulling back the duvet he climbed into bed and lay back. Yet no sooner had he closed his eyes his phone beeped from its location in the bag on the floor. He groaned and sat up and rubbed his eyes, pulling the bag up onto the bed he pulled out his phone from the pocket on the side, dropping the bag to the floor again, with a small thud, he lay back down and read the text message that he had just received. He had half expected it to be from Hunter, making some kind of remark about loving him again. Yet it wasn't it was Blaine.
Just got your voicemail. I don't know what time it is there, but I hope you arrived okay. See you when you get back. Love Blaine xxx

Sebastian just smiled. Even from so many miles away Blaine knew just how to make him smile. So why was he taking the chance of losing that by falling for another guy. A guy who had played him around since the moment they had met, although to be fair most of that had been his agreement to enter into a bet with him.
He didn't want to dwell on it anymore for the next few days he didn't have to worry about his feelings, or the people that he had left in Ohio. He could worry about that once this was over. Yet for now he just needed sleep and to do that he had to free his mind and let it rest.
Typical! Its 10pm and I fucking knackered. Arrived fine. See you when I return, Love Sebastian xxx

Morning came faster than he thought it would, which could only mean that he had at least gotten a good long night of sleep. He reached out for his phone to check the time. 8am. I could have been worse. Sebastian turned over and pulled the duvet off himself, pulling on a pair of tracksuit bottoms that he found in his suitcase, he made his way downstairs.
"Morning" he said with a yawn to his father, who already seemed wide awake. Yet Sebastian had a feeling he had been sat there most of the night and not gotten a wink of sleep. Not that he would ever have admitted that to him. He was just as stubborn as Sebastian himself was, if not more so.

"What time we leaving?" he added.
"Morning yourself, a couple of hours. Eat something, Sebastian. I know you you'll skip breakfast and you are going to need to eat something today at the rate you can down alcohol."

Sebastian laughed and sat down at the table and grabbed a piece of toast from the centre of the table, coating it in butter and jam.

"You make me sound like I drink a lot. I am not that bad am I?"

"You can be once you get started and get in the mood." his father laughed and rose to his feet. "Don't leave it to late to get changed. I don't want us being late and you take ages with that blasted hair of yours" he ruffled his son's hair as he walked past him
"You just added ten minutes onto how long I am going to take now, you realise that."

"Oh shut up" his father called from the hallway before disappearing upstairs.

Hunter could hardly believe that he was doing this. It was madness, yet it was the only way that he could really prove to Sebastian just how much he meant to him, dumping his bag onto the bed and sat down and changed clothes. He couldn't exactly walk in in his tracksuit pants and t-shirt. He highly doubted that would sit well. Slipping his phone into his pocket he left his hotel and took the bus to his location.
Having a arrived early and sat himself down at a table where he could blend into the background he waited until the room was pretty much full. He peered around the crowds of people and finally saw his target with a drink in his hand, sat at a table at the far end of the room. A smile came to his face as he pulled out his phone. And rang the guy's number.

Sebastian slipped a hand into his pocket and pulled out his ringing phone. Hunter's name was flashing up on the screen. Part of him just wanted to hang up on him and forget he had called, yet there was part of him that just wanted to hear a familiar voice. He barely knew half the people here and the amount of people that he had turned down for a dance was just starting to get annoying.

"Bored are we?" Hunter said with a smile as Sebastian answered the phone. "You certainly look it"
Sebastian laughed, god how much Hunter loved that laugh. He could have listened to it all day long without even the want of a complaint.
"And how would you know?" came Sebastian's reply.

" The misery, the exquisite tragedy. The Susan Hayward of it all. I can just picture you there, sitting alone at your table in your tuxedo, dressed up to the nines."

"Have you been drinking?" Sebastian said to him. "You have. Haven't you?"

"You haven't touched your cake. Probably drumming your fingernails on the white linen tablecloth, the way you do when you're really feeling down. A rather confused look on your face at how I know the colour of the table cloth that just touches your legs."

The sun goes down
The stars come out

"Suddenly, a familiar song." Hunter continued as Glad You Came started playing in the background "Although I have to say that I much prefer your version of it."

Sebastian instantly jumped to his feet. What had he just said? Surely he could just hear the music from through the phone. He hadn't realised the music was that loud. Perhaps he had drank more than he thought and it was affecting his hearing.

And all that counts
Is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I'm glad you came

" And, you're off your chair in one, exquisite movement... wondering, searching, for any possible answer as to how I could possibly know you exact movements" Hunter continued to say. His eyes rested upon Sebastian's perfect body. Simply just amused at the fact that his target had yet to realise exactly where he was.

You cast a spell on me, spell on me
You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me
And I decided you look well on me, well on me
So let's go somewhere no one else can see, you and me

"And then, suddenly, the crowds part and there he is: sleek, stylish... radiant with charisma. Bizarrely, he's on the telephone. But then, so are you." Hunter smiled.
Sebastian's eyes finally fell upon him and he found himself completely taken in my the way he looked. He could hardly believe this was happening. What was Hunter doing here? Why had he travelled all this way just to show up here? There had to be some reason behind it. Yet for now couldn't he just go with the flow and see what happened. He had drank to much to really care where the rest of he night took him.

Turn the lights out now
Now I'll take you by the hand
Hand you another drink
Drink it if you can
Can you spend a little time,
Time is slipping away,
Away from us so stay,
Stay with me I can make,
Make you glad you came

Hunter rose to his feet, a smirk playing around on his lips as he slowly walked towards the dumbstruck Sebastian, that stood on the other side of the dance floor "And then he comes towards you... the moves of a jungle cat. Sanding right in front of you he simply hangs up the phone" he slipped his phone into his pocket. Sebastian mirroring his own movement "And takes you by the hand, pulling you rapidly to the dance floor, wraps his arms around your waist and mutters three simple words 'dance with me' and eagerly and I might add rather impatiently awaits for the reply"

The sun goes down
The stars come out
And all that counts
Is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I'm glad you came
I'm glad you came

"I thought you'd never ask" Sebastian said with a smile. His hear was pounding in his chest. Nobody had ever done anything like this before, at least not to him. Gestures and ideas like had only ever previously existed in the movies. It was never something that ever happened in real life. He must have done something to deserve this. Either that or he was just dreaming in his head and was still sitting at his table, with nothing but a drink of red wine for company. Red wine that he wasn't really that keen on drinking. It was only good for getting drunk with and trying to forge the events of his life for a few hours.

You cast a spell on me, spell on me
You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me
And I decided you look well on me, well on me
So let's go somewhere no one else can see, you and me

"With those words he leans in closer and presses up against you, dancing slowly around the dance floor. His breath hot against your neck. Feeling your heart pounding in your chest like a little scared bunny" Hunter grinned and pressed a small, yet passionate kiss to his pulse point on his neck. "his lips lingering against your skin, probably for longer than he should. Promising you one thing. 'he'll shut up the moment the song finishes, unless you'd rather he didn't'

Turn the lights out now
Now I'll take you by the hand
Hand you another drink
Drink it if you can
Can you spend a little time,
Time is slipping away,
Away from us so stay,
Stay with me I can make,
Make you glad you came

Sebastian knew that he was completely captivated by Hunter. He wasn't in control of his body, he felt drunk, yet it wasn't on alcohol. He felt drunk on Hunter Clarrington. His scent, the smell of his after shave, everything about him seemed to drawing him in. He couldn't escape it. The strange about that was that he found himself not wanting to. Sometimes his feelings scared him. He hadn't known them to change so rapidly over one person.

The sun goes down
The stars come out
And all that counts
Is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I'm glad you came
I'm glad you came

I'm glad you came
So glad you came
I'm glad you came
I'm glad you came

This was exactly the reaction that Hunter had hoped for, yet it felt so much better than he could ever have dreamt. In the arms of Sebastian Smythe and pulling him around the dance floor. He could have danced like this forever. Yet he had other plans. He didn't want this to turn out to be just dancing. He wanted more from him. He wanted everything that he could get. Perhaps that was wrong, ye he was past caring now. He just wanted Sebastian to know everything he had said about loving him was true. He hadn't made it up, he wasn't the kind of person to lie about something as deep as that. Surely Sebastian must see that now.

The sun goes down
The stars come out
And all that counts
Is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I'm glad you came
I'm glad you came

As the song came to an end Hunter looked straight into his eyes. Finding himself getting lost, and stuck with the wonder of ever finding a way to escape. Sebastian's next move caught him completely off guard, once again making Sebastian the one in control, something that he hated. He was supposed to be the one that called the shots. Yet somehow the roles had reversed and Hunter found himself powerless to reverse the roles again.

Sebastian's lips against his felt amazing. God how much he had missed how they tasted. He closed his eyes and pulled him in closer to him He couldn't possibly be the only one of the two of them that felt this amazing surge of electric running through his veins. Sebastian had to feel it too. Plus, on the up side, it had been Sebastian to make the first move. Of course that could just be down to the amount of alcohol that he had drank, in the hour that Hunter had spent watching him , before calling him, he had consumed rather a lot.
Hunter pushed his tongue into Sebastian's mouth and battled against his for dominance. If this was wrong then he didn't know what was right anymore. Something that felt so right couldn't be wrong, it just couldn't.

Stumbling through the door of Hunter's hotel room, Sebastian and Hunter couldn't keep their hands off one another.

Sebastian peeled off Hunter's tuxedo jacket and dropped it to the floor, which was soon joined by his own. He barely had time to register what was going on before Hunter had pushed his down on the bed and straddled him, kissing his neck and every inch of his face. Sebastian's eyes fluttered to a close.
"I can't, not now. You are drunk." He said to him, moving backwards.

"So are you, what difference does it make. You have shagged people when you have been drunker than this."

"I don't want this to just turn out to be one drunken one night stand. I have already played that card with you and I don't want to play it again. I don't care if it was stupid bet."
Hunter pulled away from him and stood up, "What are you saying exactly?" he said to him. He swallowed the lump in his throat. This was all too good to be true. If the kiss hadn't felt so real then he could have convinced himself that this was all a dream. A fantasy.
"I am saying I don't just want us to be a string of one night stands. If anything I want nothing or more than that. I am done cheating on Blaine. I don't like hurting him. I thought that coming to Paris would make me see that, don't get me wrong that is exactly what it has done, but I just didn't come to the conclusion that I thought I would." Sebastian said to him.
How that guy managed to speak perfectly, after drinking so much he had no idea. He'd expected him to slur out some rubbish only to fall asleep and forget everything about what he had said. Yet that wasn't the case. God was he perfect.
Sebastian rose to his feet and walked up to him, pressing his lips against his again, before continuing " I want to be with you. I can't stop thinking about you and its driving me insane not being with you. I will tell Blaine as soon as I am back in Ohio."

"You had better not be lying to me, Smythe. You know just how much hell and pain I can inflict into someone's life" Hunter said to him. Sure threatening probably wasn't the best way to go about things, but it was the only way he knew how to play things, well that and Blackmail.

"Would I lie to you?"Sebastian replied, pulling him back towards the bed. "Let me stay with you tonight."

"Of course"

Hunter stripped off to his boxers and climbed into bed, licking his lips as he watched Sebastian do he same, he shuffled along to make room for Sebastian. This was certainly going to be a first for him. Sleeping in the same bed as someone and not shagging the living crap out of them. Hunter Clarrington didn't do just sharing a bed with a guy. However, after meeting Sebastian, so much in his life had changed so why not another thing.

A/N: I hope you liked this chapter. I realise that I missed off the Wedding Ceremony but I just didn't really feel that it was needed to be included. It would only use up valuable words. Plus we all know how a wedding ceremony goes, right? Yes I used quotes from My Best Friends Wedding, but come on they fit the situation perfectly. Plus Hunter is cheesy when he wants to be. Review and let me know what you think.