Oh whoa, an author's note!
Some might be a tad confused with what's going on with this story, as you should be. I posted the first chapter again and COMPLETELY forgot about the author note I wanted to write. So, here it is in the second chapter. I started this story back in 2011, and in 2012, for some reason or another, I stopped writing it after chapter nine. Well, since 2012 this story has been stuck in my mind because it wasn't complete, and that really bothered me a whole lot.
"But Ashley, why are you reposting chapters?" Well, that's a good question with a simple answer. I'm currently in the process of re-reading and editing the chapters while I write the tenth chapter. I thought it would be a good way to refresh continuing reader's memories.
So, that's it, really. I'm going to try and post a chapter a week, or more. This chapter was supposed to be uploaded last week, BUT I'm currently in the process of writing a ten page research paper, and that took precedent over this story, sadly. But, the paper is nearly done and due this upcoming Thursday, and after that, this story will have all my attention once again.
Thank you to those who have stuck with me, and welcome all new readers! I hope you enjoy, and feel free to leave comments in the...well...comment area.
Shane's eyes fluttered open the next morning, and the brightness of the room sent pain through his head. He shut his eyes again and rolled over to shield his eyelids from the room. Burying his head in the soft pillow, he realized that he was alone in the bed. Reed was no longer there next to him. That's why he felt so cold. It could also be because of the lack of clothing, but that didn't register in his head right away. He enjoyed the thought of being pressed against Reed. Sitting up in the bed, his eyes scanned the room. He took his surroundings in since he wasn't able to last night.
Still no sign of Reed, Shane spotted his underwear on the floor and flushed, grabbing them quickly. After slipping them on, he stood up, looking around the room and grabbing his clothes while he did it. The room was neat to say the least, and he walked over to a wall length mirror and looked it up and down but not at himself. There were words and sentences scribbled on the mirror in dry-erase marker. Most of it consisted in dates and times with the occasional reminder. He did see something that threw him off and made his stomach drop.
Reed, I had a great night. –Trevor
Shane frowned. How old was this message? Was Reed dating someone? He shook his head. That couldn't be possible, not after the looks he saw Reed giving other guys last night. He walked away from the mirror to look at the rest of the room. It wasn't very personable. Shane came to the conclusion that it needed to be warmer. It needed to look like a human being was living in here. A picture frame caught his eye and he hurried to it. Not knowing where Reed was, he didn't want to get caught snooping.
It was a silver frame, and Shane noticed the simplicity of it. A small, soft smile spread across his face as he looked at a young Reed, together with the rest of his friends at Dalton. It was a group photo, and they all looked so happy. He couldn't help but stare at Reed. He was more baby-faced back then, but his curly hair seemed to remain the same. He noticed his brother too, and his tamed, gelled hair. Kurt was in the picture too. Of course he was, they all went to school together. "How have I not met him before?" Shane mentally asked himself. He had been to Dalton a few times, and he thought he had met everyone that Blaine knew from school.
The sound of someone clearing his or her throat brought Shane back to reality. His eyes snapped away from the photo, and he looked in the direction of the doorway. Reed stood there, his eyebrows rose in question. Shane's eyes widened, noticing he was probably invading Reed's privacy. He stood up from the bed and faced Reed.
"S-Sorry…I woke up, and I didn't know where you were…" He began, speaking quickly but trailed off at the end. Reed's expression hadn't changed, and it caused Shane to bite his lip in nervousness. "Uh, is there something wrong?" His eyes left Reed's face and trailed down his exposed upper body. Reed looked just as beautiful as he did last night. The alcohol hadn't altered that. After realizing what he was doing, he blushed and looked back up at Reed's face.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" Reed asked, softness in his voice. He walked further into his room and went to the large walk-in closet that Shane had managed to dismiss. Shane looked into it without moving, seeing the racks and shelves of clothing.
"No…it is Saturday…I don't have classes on Saturday." He answered. Reed grabbed a grey button up off a hanger and put it on. He walked out of the closet, buttoning up the shirt. Once it was completely on, he stopped walking and looked up at Shane.
"Classes?" Reed questioned. Shane nodded. "How old are you?" He asked. He silently hoped Shane wasn't some high school student, but realized that Blaine wouldn't have allowed Shane to go to a nightclub if he was a minor.
"Twenty-one…" He answered timidly and watched as Reed walked out of the room again. Shane took this as a sign to follow him. He walked around the bed and followed Reed to the bathroom. He was looking at himself in the mirror, and Shane bit his lip again. Reed nodded in response. "But you still have nowhere to be?"
Shane stood confused. He got the feeling that Reed was trying to get rid of him. "A one night stand…is that all I am?" He asked himself, feeling his chest tighten. Crossing his arms over his chest, he frowned. Reed looked away from the mirror and back at Shane.
"Well…I thought that maybe we could go out or something…get something to eat." Shane mentioned quietly. Reed smiled and laughed, and Shane looked at him confused, his chest definitely starting to hurt. Heartbreak?Shaking his head, Reed walked around him, leaving the bathroom and going to the kitchen. He grabbed his mug of coffee and took a sip. Shane had followed him like a puppy and now stood in the kitchen too.
"We're not going out to eat." Reed said with another laugh. Shane frowned.
"Why not?" Shane asked, almost like a child who was just told they couldn't go to the zoo. The amused expression on Reed's face began to fade, and he grew less entertained.
"Shane…" He began, and the tone in his voice slowly cracked Shane's heart. "Shane, last night was nothing." Shane frowned even more, stepping closer to Reed. He couldn't believe it. Reed was the first person he had been with since his ex, and it meant nothing.
"I don't believe you." Shane began desperately. Deep down he did believe the words Reed said, but he didn't want to. "Last night…we talked, and you listened to me. I thought there was a real connection." Reed finished his cup of coffee and put it down.
"Look…I'm sorry that there was some miscommunication last night, but, really, it was only sex." Reed shrugged. Shane wasn't ready to give up.
"Do you have a boyfriend? Is that why you want me gone?" Reed scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"No, I don't have a boyfriend. I don't date." He said and Shane's eyes widened slightly. "I screw around, and I have fun. I don't get wrapped up in relationships." He finished bluntly. Reed walked out of the kitchen, going back into his room. Shane noticed a closed door that he hadn't noticed the night before.
"Why?" He watched as Reed picked up his clothes from yesterday off the floor and tossed them into a hamper. Reed then picked up his black peacoat and shrugged it on. He looked over at Shane.
"Listen, last night…was awesome. It's nothing more though. I have no intentions of making this anything more." Shane's shoulders dropped, and he looked at Reed sadly. "And don't give me that look. I've seen it plenty times before, and it has no effect on me. Now, I have to get somewhere, and you have to leave."
Reed grabbed his black leather bag and threw the strap over his shoulder. He adjusted it so it was comfortable and walked past Shane, leaving the bedroom for the last time. Shane sighed and grabbed his shoes, putting them on as he walked. Reed reached his front door and waited for Shane to leave his apartment before he left it and locked the door.
In silence, they made it to the elevator, and the silence remained as they descended down to the first floor. Shane couldn't keep his eyes off Reed, trying to decipher him. It was hard to though. He couldn't understand what made Reed not believe in relationships, to not even give him a chance. The gentle expression that was always on Reed's face threw him off too. He wanted to hug Reed, get to know Reed.
The elevator rang, and the doors opened. Reed was the first one out, and Shane soon followed. He walked behind Reed and noticed when Reed's foot snagged on the ridge of a floor tile. Before Reed could fly forward, Shane grabbed the back of Reed's jacket and stopped him from falling. He took a step down, so he was now standing on the same step as Reed.
"Do you trip often?" Shane asked with a small smile as he straightened out Reed's jacket. Blushing, Reed turned to look at Shane.
"No," He answered harshly. Shane chuckled and continued walking out of the building. Frowning, Reed left also, turning in the opposite direction of Shane. He noticed quickly and caught up with Reed.
"Where are you going?" He asked, looking down at Reed and smiling.
"To see friends, which you seem to obviously lack."
Shane's jaw dropped slightly. "I have friends!" Reed scoffed and looked at him disbelievingly. "I do!"
"Then why are you still here, pestering me?" Shane bit his lip, formulating one last attempt at getting to know Reed. They continued to walk in silence, and Shane stole glances at the smaller boy every once in a while. He took a deep breath.
"Reed."
"What?"
"I know you said that last night meant nothing." Shane began but stopped when he heard Reed let out a small groan. He looked down at him nervously, but smiled again when he saw Reed motion for him to continue. "And, we don't have to be anything…more than friends. I want to be friends."
Reed stopped walking and looked at him. He let every one of Shane's words sink in. For being a young-adult, he was as excitable as a young child. He seemed to be lacking maturity, and Reed didn't know if he wanted to deal with it. If he waiting to see some form of Blaine in him. Shane looked at him expectedly, biting his lip in anticipation. Reed sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Alright!" He said, caving in. A large smile spread across his face. "Alright, maybe we'll be friends. There's no promises, and remember that I said maybe." Shane smiled wider and couldn't stop himself from hugging Reed tightly. Reed let out a small squeak and blushed madly, pushing Shane away. "If you pull things like that…we can't be friends."
Still smiling, Shane apologized. "I'm sorry…I couldn't help it."
"Well, I really have to get somewhere now, and thanks to you, I'm late." Nothing Reed said could wipe the grin off Shane's face.
"Maybe, but it's completely worth it, right?"
Reed shrugged, "Goodbye Shane." Reed continued walking, looked back, and waved at Shane before continuing on his way. Shane half-waved back, a look of awe on his face. He watched as Reed walked farther and farther away. He felt someone bump into him, and he shook his head, turning around.
Shane pulled out his phone as he walked and called Blaine. He hadn't checked the time and didn't know what it was, but he was sure Blaine would probably be up. Even if he wasn't, Shane hoped he would understand that he needed someone to talk to. He smiled still as he listened to the dial tone.
Blaine was woken up from his sleep because of Shane's call. He groaned out but grabbed his phone. Seeing Shane's name on the screen, he answered it. "This better be important." Kurt shifted in the bed next to him, and he looked over at him. Kurt was looking back with tired eyes.
"I am just so happy!" Shane announced, walking quickly. He knew where he was, and he knew where he was heading. Blaine let out another groan and laid back down. "Blaine, are you busy?"
"Yes…"
"You two weren't like…getting frisky were you?" Hearing Shane through the phone, Kurt let out a laugh. Blaine felt himself blush, and he ran his free hand down his face. Before he could answer he heard a car horn on the opposite side of the phone.
"Where are you, Shane?" He asked, a sinking feeling in his stomach. He had an idea of exactly where Shane was and where he was headed.
"I'm in Chicago, duh." Shane headed inside the familiar hotel, going up to the room he knew Blaine and Kurt were staying in.
"You're not coming here." Blaine said sternly, sitting up. He looked over at Kurt, who was wide-awake now and looked perfectly content. He didn't get an answer, and the line went dead. Blaine threw the blankets off himself, and Kurt let out a small laugh.
"Blaine," He called as he grabbed a piece of clothing off the floor. Blaine turned around right as Kurt threw a pair of underwear in his direction. Blaine caught it and looked at him with wide-eyes.
"Oh my god, he's going to be here any second. Get dressed, Babe!" He put on his underwear before scampering around the room to gather his clothes, kicking them into a pile. He grabbed pajamas and threw them on. Kurt on the other hand had calmly done the same thing in the same amount of time.
"You're crazy." Kurt stated. Blaine looked at him and smiled. "As if you didn't know," He replied. Chuckling, he wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and kissed him softly. As Blaine went to kiss back, a loud knock came from the door. Sighing, he pulled away from Kurt and went to the door.
"You know, the next time we're in town, we're not telling him." Blaine announced jokingly, loud enough for Shane to hear. He opened the door, and Shane was standing there with three large coffees in his hand.
"Oh yeah? I might have to hold your coffee hostage then." Shane smirked, walking into the room. The couple looked at Shane oddly, and Blaine shut the door. Shane placed the coffees on the small table, grabbing his, and sitting down in an open chair. "So, how was your night?" He asked the both of them.
"Our night was fine. We danced, had a few drinks, and came back here." Kurt said simply. A look of concern flashed across his face. "I didn't see much of you or Reed. Did you get home alright?"
Shane nodded. "Yeah, I got back fine. Reed and I really hit it off." Blaine's eyes widened. Kurt smiled excitedly and sat down in the other open chair, leaning towards Shane.
"Really?" Shane looked at him and nodded. "Details!"
"There's not much to say. We just talked a lot last night." Shane wasn't sure if he wanted to share everything. He didn't want Reed to get mad at him, so he decided on keeping the fact that they slept together a secret. Kurt didn't look pleased as he sipped his coffee. He wanted more, and Blaine was almost sure that if Kurt were more awake, he would burst out singing 'Summer Nights' from Grease.
"Well…did you exchange numbers?" Kurt asked. Confusion swept over Shane's face. He pulled out his phone, looking to see if he had gotten Reed's number. He felt his heart sink when Reed wasn't in his contact's list. "No," Shane mumbled, putting his phone down on the table. Blaine sensed there was something more to last night, and he wanted to pry it out of Shane. He looked at his boyfriend, wondering if Shane wasn't fessing up because Kurt was in the room. Shane looked up.
"You're oddly cheerful for being up so early." Shane commented, letting out a yawn. He drank more of his coffee and moved on to drinking Blaine's. Kurt rolled his eyes, grabbing Shane's phone. He opened his mouth to protest but shut it, seeing no point. After a minute at most, Kurt handed Shane his phone back.
"There," He said as he stood up. "Now, I need to do my morning routine. You two behave." Kurt announced, leaving to go to the bathroom. He shut the door and music began playing from the room. Shane was preoccupied, staring at his phone with a large grin on his face. Blaine took this as a sign to talk to Shane. After grabbing the coffee from Shane's hands, he sat down in Kurt's previous seat.
"Alright, I know there's more to your little story, so spill." Blaine said hurriedly. Shane looked up and faked innocence. He then looked at his brother oddly. "What are you talking about, Blaine?"
Blaine rolled his eyes and continued, "You and Reed disappeared last night. You didn't text me. Reed didn't text Kurt. Kurt and I didn't know where the hell you two were." Shane shrugged and sat back in his seat. "And your shirt is on inside out."
Shane's eyes widened and he looked down at his shirt. He glared back up at Blaine when his shirt was on perfectly fine. 'Great, now I have to tell him.' Shane thought to himself as Blaine smirked. Blaine sat forward, resting his chin on his knuckles, and smiled at Shane. "Details, little brother." Shane shifted in his seat from the pressure, while at the same time having an internal conflict with himself. Should he tell? He didn't know how reliable Blaine would be with promises. Biting his lip, he looked from the floor to Blaine.
"You have to promise not to tell!" Blaine rolled his eyes. "Promise!"
"Fine fine, I promise," Blaine, now fully eager to hear the story, spoke quickly. Shane closed his eyes, trying to formulate the right way to tell Blaine everything.
"Well, Reed and I started dancing. Then Reed brought us to the bar, and we had a few drinks and talked." Blaine raised his eyebrows, and Shane opened his eyes to look at him. "Then we started dancing again. After a while I think the drinks got to us, and we went back to Reed's apartment."
Blaine's jaw dropped, and his thoughts were confirmed. He held up his hand to stop Shane from talking. "You're telling me that you and Reed…?" He didn't need to finish the sentence. Shane nodded. "And so…now what?" He didn't know why, but he couldn't image Reed doing something like that.
Shane shrugged and looked down. "We're just friends."
The door to the bathroom opened, and Kurt walked out smiling. Blaine straightened up and smiled at Kurt. Shane took this opportunity to steal Blaine's coffee again, and he sipped it happily. Kurt walked over to the two. "Guess who I just got off the phone with."
"Wait! Wait! Let me guess." Shane said jumping up from his seat. Kurt and Blaine looked at him, both raising their eyebrows. "Reed just called you." Kurt shook his head, and Shane was honestly shocked. "Oh," He said simply and sat down on their bed. Blaine rolled his eyes and looked back at Kurt. There was a reason you don't give Shane Anderson caffeine.
"Mercedes just called me from New York." Blaine looked at him confused but still smiled. "She was just letting me know that our apartment is safe and sound, and she wants us to know that she owes us some Ben and Jerry's or something."
"And you're happy that we have to go out and buy more ice cream?" Blaine questioned. Kurt shrugged.
"Oh! We're also going out to dinner tonight with Reed." Shane's eyes widened and he smiled. "So Reed did call you!" Shane said excitedly. "Can I come tonight? I want to come to dinner. Please?" Kurt looked from Shane to Blaine, and Blaine sighed.
"Shane," Blaine started sternly. His brother looked at him, instantly calming down. Kurt was amazed how Blaine had that skill. "If it's alright with Kurt, you can come, but you have to promise me something." Shane instantly looked at Kurt, who nodded. Shane smiled and looked back at Blaine, waiting for him to go on. "I want you to be calm, please? Don't be obscene in the restaurant."
"I promise." Shane assured his brother, still smiling wide.
Reed stared at himself in the tall mirror before him. He had a new suit on and was currently deciding on whether he should purchase it or not. It fit him well, but was it necessary?
"Just buy the damn thing, Reed." Reed's friend Conner said from his seat to the left. Reed pursed his lips and turned ninety degrees. Conner rolled his eyes, looking at the magazine in his hands again. "What did you do last night?"
"Friends from high school are in town. We went to Spin." Conner looked over the top of the magazine and smirked. Reed caught his friend's expression and just shook his head. He had met Conner at the Art Institute. They were in the same year when they started, but instead of advertising or fashion, Conner focused in sculpture. He was tall and thin with natural light blond hair. They had become friends instantly. Conner was from the area, and he knew the city well. When Reed was a newbie to the city, Conner didn't hesitate in showing Reed around.
"You brought friends from out of town to Spin?" Reed laughed and stepped carefully down from the platform. He stood in front of Conner.
"I think I'm going to get it." He looked down at himself again before disappearing into the changing room. "They're a gay couple." He called out as he changed. He walked out of the changing area, the jacket to the suit off, and he was currently unbuttoning the shirt. "I'm not that big of a jerk."
Conner laughed and asked, "How did it pan out?"
"You know my friend Kurt?" Conner nodded. "His boyfriend's brother tagged along, and he lives in Chicago too." Conner put down the magazine and looked at Reed with interest. "Well, Kurt and Blaine, his boyfriend, went off onto the floor. Since I wasn't about to just abandon Blaine's brother, I decided to dance with him."
"I don't care about dancing." Conner muttered, and it caused Reed to laugh again. After he took off the shirt he went back into the changing room to finish changing.
"I have to admit that he was totally gorgeous, but that must have been the reason why I slept with him." Reed finished his story and finished changing. He walked back out, fully clothes, and held every piece of the suit in his arms. "He wasn't bad." Conner laughed and stood up.
"Have you ever been with someone who was bad?" Reed scoffed and walked with Conner to the front of the store. He paid for the suit, and they left the store.
"Of course I have, don't be ridiculous, Conner." Reed finally said once they were walking down the street.
"Well, how did this morning turn out?"
"It wasn't easy, but he doesn't have my number, and I'm probably never going to see him again." They arrived at Conner's car. Reed looked up at him. "He does know where I live though…"
"You need to stop inviting people home with you." He chuckled, and Reed rolled his eyes. They both got into the car, and Conner quickly started it. "I've been telling you that for ages."
"I know. I should have gone back to his place, but I wasn't thinking last night. This morning I told him I would think about being friends." Reed admitted which caused Conner to shake his head. "I think the hard part of all this is that I can't just never talk to him again, although I'd like too. He is Blaine's brother."
Conner headed towards Reed's apartment. "It looks like you've gotten yourself into quite a pickle. You said you're going out with Kurt and Blaine tonight. What if his brother tags along again?" Reed looked at Conner, blinking.
"You've probably just screwed with my luck. Thank you," Conner laughed, pulling to the side of the road. "And, I'm not going to think about that. I'll deal with it if the time comes."
"Can you do me a favor?" Conner asked as Reed was getting out of the car.
"What?" Conner bit his lip from laughing too hard. It was obvious that whatever he was about to say wasn't going to amuse Reed in the slightest.
"Don't have sex in the bathroom. If you're going to do him again, be courteous enough to go back to his place this time." Reed fake laughed and shut the car door. Rolling his eyes, he went back up to his apartment to get ready for the dinner that night.
Reed walked into his apartment and looked around. It was empty, like it should be, but he couldn't help the slight nervousness that Shane would have decided to break into his apartment. He'd never had the problem before, but there was always a first for everything. He walked back into his bedroom, putting his new suit in his closet and began stripping himself of his clothing.
He walked to the bathroom to start another shower when his cell phone went off. He wanted to ignore it, but there was a nagging voice in the back of his head, so he left the bathroom. Grabbing his phone, he answered it without much thought.
"Hello?"
"Reed?" A female voice asked on the other end. He couldn't put a name to the voice or a face. He was silent for a moment as he thought. "Reed, are you there?"
"Oh yeah, I'm here, sorry about that." He scratched his head in a thoughtful manner, and the girl on the other line shifted in her seat. She looked down at the post-it note that had been left on her desk.
"Hello, I'm Nancy O'Dell. I work for the Manheim Entertainment Agency. I was referred to you by a client of yours." Reed sat down on his bed in interest. "Are you interested?"
"I just have a quick question, Nancy." Reed said simply. She told him to continue. "I was just wondering why you were calling me on my private cell phone. My office isn't open on the weekends, but you could have easily left a message there. I guess I'm just wondering how you got my number."
Nancy was thrown off, and a flood of nervousness washed over her. Had she done the wrong thing? Should she have waited until Monday? Probably. "I'm sorry Mr. van Kamp." She began, sounding as apologetic as she could. "I received your number through a worker at your office. They had answered the phone yesterday, and I told them it was urgent. I should have waited. I'm sorry."
Reed silently sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Don't worry about it. I was just curious. I'm interested in the offer, but I'm a bit busy at this current moment to discuss it. If you could, please call my office Monday morning. I'll be sure to talk more about this then."
"Yes, I'll call you Monday. I'm sorry for bothering you."
"Don't worry about it, goodbye Nancy." Reed hung up the phone as quickly as possible and continued on his way to take a shower.
He hadn't heard about the Manheim Entertainment Agency, but he was wondering what exactly he would be advertising for them. It seemed like a small company, local to the Chicagoland area. His company rarely did something small unless the client was willing to pay good money. He wondered if they were contacting him to do something that wasn't through his company.
Reed finished his shower and got dressed quickly; wearing an outfit from a line his mother had sent him. He looked at himself in the tall mirror in his room, finally noticing the note that was left by Trevor. He frowned, wondering who Trevor was and how long that had been there. Ignoring it for now, he decided he would clean it off later.
It was just about time for him to be getting to the restaurant, and he grabbed a few things, shoving them in his pockets before leaving the apartment and locking it up. He walked down the hall to the elevator and traveled down to his car. He started it up and headed towards Maggiano's.
Blaine and Kurt had agreed to follow Shane to the restaurant. They had no idea where they were going, and Shane promised he would drive as slow as he safely could. "City drivers are nuts." He told them, but they already had a taste of Chicago's drivers yesterday. Blaine still had Shane's story swirling in his head, and Kurt could see the Blaine thinking through his eyes. They got into the car, but had managed to lose Shane only ten minutes after they started driving.
Shane had noticed and groaned. He wanted to call his brother, but he didn't want to get pulled over. It was illegal to be on the phone while driving, and he had already gotten pulled over once for it. Thankfully, the officer let him go with a warning. Shane arrived at the restaurant and parked his car. He walked near the front of the restaurant, hoping to find Reed. His eye caught the mop of strawberry-blond hair, and he walked up to him.
"Reed," He called, his voice completely saturated with excitement. Reed's head turned, and his eyes widened with shock. "Blaine and Kurt said I could tag along." Shane grinned. His eyes scanned over Reed's body, noticing his outfit. "You look good."
"Thanks," Reed said plainly, not exactly happy with the current situation. He looked over Shane's outfit, and it wasn't half bad. He wore black pants with a white button down shirt. He noticed a few of the top buttons remained undone. Over it was a simple black jacket. The outfit overall was simple, but it still looked nice and classy. Shane pulled it off well. "You look good too."
Shane's grin widened, and Reed looked around for Blaine and Kurt. When he didn't see them he looked back at Shane, who still looked like an excited puppy. "Where are Kurt and Blaine?" The mention of his brother reminded him that they he and Kurt were probably lost in the city. His eyes widened.
"Oh shit, I lost them." Reed gave him an odd look. "No no, they were following me, and I lost them, but I got here and decided to find you. Then I found you, and I forgot about them…"
"Well, are you going to call one of them or hope they find this particular restaurant while aimlessly driving around?" Shane's face instantly brightened, and it worried Reed.
"I kind of like the second option. We could use the time to get to know each other better." Reed rolled his eyes, smacking Shane's arm. "Hey! I was only joking." He noticed the un-amused look on Reed's face. "Admit it, you're thinking about it."
Reed blinked, having no idea what Shane was even talking about. "Just call one of them." Shane huffed, grabbing his cell phone and dialing Kurt's number. After a brief phone conversation with him, he had high hopes that they knew where they were going. Reed, having watched Shane the entire time, was only thinking about the conversation he had with Conner earlier today. Shane turned back around to face Reed again. "So?"
"They're on their way. Calm down little pigmy puff." A blush crept onto Reed's face, and his jaw dropped slightly. Realizing his words, Shane chuckled nervously.
"What did you just call me?" Shane laughed again; leaning down to rest his arms on Reed's shoulders, and it only caused the boy to blush more, something he was really starting to hate. It apparently only egged Shane on more. "Shane," He began as he pressed his hands against Shane's torso, feeling the muscles in his stomach. He stopped talking immediately, and bit his lip. He first looked down at his hands before looking back up at Shane, whose eyebrows were arched. Reed's eyes flashed with lust. "How far away are they?"
Confusion flashed over Shane's face. "I don't know…they didn't tell me." Shane's removed his arms from Reed's shoulder, but Reed gripped onto the front of Shane's shirt, pulling him closer again.
"Follow me," He instructed before turning around and walking swiftly into the restaurant. Shane stared at Reed, not believing what was happening. He quickly caught up to Reed and weaved through the restaurant, making it to the bathroom. His eyes widened again, and he looked at Reed in disbelief.
"What are we…?" He began but ended up trailing off. Reed turned around sharply, tripping on his own feet and falling forward. Shane caught him, and the blush returned to Reed's cheeks. He looked up at Shane before pulling out of his arms. Pulling Shane into an empty stall, he locked the door and pushed Shane up against it.
"If you can't be quiet, this isn't going to work." Reed whispered before his lips crashed against Shane's. The taller boy's eyes flashed with surprise before fluttering closed. His hands trailed down to Reed's hips and rested there gently, while he tried kissing Reed softly, but Reed wouldn't have it. He forced Shane's mouth open and ran his tongue inside. Shane pressed into the kiss only to have Reed pull away. Shane opened his eyes to figure out what was wrong and was caught off guard when Reed pressed his lips to his neck. He kissed softly before starting to nip at the skin, and small moans began to emit from Shane. Reed smirked against his skin and nipped at his collarbone.
Shane's nails dug into Reed's hip slightly until Reed began to lower the kisses on Shane's body. He unbuttoned Shane's shirt as he went, and Shane's breath hitched. His hands tangled themselves in Reed's hair, and he rested his head back against the door. Reed's hand found the button on Shane's pants, and he quickly undid it. In an eager movement, he tugged Shane's pants down. Small kisses were pressed to Shane's inner thigh before inching down his underwear.
They didn't have much time, so Reed wanted to work quickly. He grabbed Shane's dick, near the base, and began sucking. In response, Shane tugged at Reed's hair and bit his lip to muffle any noises that wanted to force their way out. Reed ran his tongue over the tip before sucking again, rubbing the part of Shane's dick that wasn't being sucked. Pulling away, Reed began kissing up Shane's stomach and chest again. Every spot Reed's lips touched sent tingles down Shane's spine, and holding in his moans weren't helping, if anything, they were turning him on more. He pulled Reed up to meet his lips again, and he kissed him heatedly.
Blaine and Kurt finally arrived at the restaurant in a hurry. They found a parking spot not too far away and rushed inside. They couldn't spot Shane or Reed and wondered if they had already sat down at the table. Blaine checked in with the hostess, but she told him neither of the other two had checked in. Blaine returned to Kurt with a look a pure confusion on his face.
"They're not here?" Kurt asked. Blaine shrugged and sat down. "Maybe I should call Reed?"
"Yeah, you can try." Blaine said as he grabbed Kurt's hand to sit down with him. "Shane's just driving us next time." Kurt chuckled and pulled out his phone. He dialed Reed's number, but didn't get an answer.
Shane had Reed pinned against one of the walls of the stall, raking his hands down Reed's sides to hold on to his hips. Reed choked out a moan as Shane thrusted inside him again. Shane leaned in, kissing at Reed's neck before shushing him quietly. Shane was gentle, and Reed didn't remember this from the previous night. After pulling out only a bit, Shane thrust back in.
Reed breathed heavily as the door to the bathroom opened. Shane's eyes widened, and he covered Reed's mouth with his hand. Reed bit down on one of Shane's fingers to stop the moaned in the back of his throat. Shane winced but made no noise. Reed couldn't hold back a whimper when he felt Shane still pressed inside him just right.
"Blaine, maybe you should stay out front and keep an eye out for them." Kurt said as he walked to the mirror in the bathroom. Reed's eyes widened in horror, and he guessed Shane was having the same reaction. Kurt looked at himself, making sure he looked perfect.
"I guess…you said Reed didn't answer?" Blaine asked, walking fully into the bathroom also, standing next to his boyfriend. "You look beautiful." Kurt glanced over at Blaine and smiled. Shane scrunched his nose at the couple on the other side of the stall. Reed attempted at pulling away from Shane, but it was no use. When Blaine and Kurt had entered the bathroom, Shane pushed himself against Reed even more.
"No, he didn't. I'm sure he's around. You should try giving Shane a call." Reed let out a small whimper again, and Shane took notice. He leaned down and kissed the top of Reed's head, even though that didn't help him at all. "They probably met up and decided to talk some more." Shane continued kissing every bit of skin he could. It was sensual, but Reed wasn't for that right now.
"Yeah…" Blaine hesitantly agreed, his conversation with Shane earlier was brought back to his thoughts. He shook the thought from his head and nodded. "I'll come with you." Kurt said after stepping away from the mirror. Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt's cheek. The two walked out of the bathroom, and after a few seconds, Reed gripped Shane's wrist, pulling his hand away from his mouth. He let out a loud moan, and Shane covered his mouth again.
"Move Shane!" Reed hissed after pulling Shane's hand away again. Shane blushed, realizing the situation, put both hands back on Reed's hips, and moved again, pulling out only to thrust back in. Fortunately for the both of them, they were close. Although Reed stressed about being quiet, he couldn't hold back any longer. Shane nipped at Reed's neck, and one hand left his hip to lace his fingers with Reed's. Reed bit his lip. "Oh…fuck." He exclaimed before coming. The sounds that came from Reed were enough to send Shane over the edge. He finished soon after, and both boys breathed heavily as Shane pulled out for the last time. He pulled Reed to him, wrapping his arms around Reed's waist.
Reed felt himself relax against Shane, but he frowned slightly once Shane pressed another kiss to the side of his head. He pulled out of Shane's hold and cleaned himself up, and Shane did the same. Once clothing was back on, Reed looked up at Shane. "You're still a little red," Shane commented, and Reed looked away and left the bathroom stall. He watched Reed leave before realizing that he had to follow him. "What are we going to say?"
Reed looked down at his outfit, making sure everything was perfect before looking back at Shane. His eyes scanned up and down Shane before he went to straighten out Shane's jacket. A thought about his mother popped into his head, and he grimaced. He pulled his hands away from Shane. "We were out walking while waiting for them to get there. We realized how far away we had walked and rushed back."
Shane nodded, "Alright, sounds good." He noticed the looked on Reed's face a few moments ago and was going to question it. A small ounce of sadness took over Reed's face, and it caused Shane to decide against it. He put a gentle hand on Reed's shoulder. "Come on, let's go."
Reed snapped out of whatever spell he was under and straightened his posture. He nodded and turned around again, leaving the bathroom. The two walked to the entrance of the restaurant and saw Blaine and Kurt instantly. They greeted them and told them their excuse at being late, which worked perfectly. For Kurt at least, Blaine still seemed to be suspicious about something. They sat down in a booth; Kurt and Blaine were on one side, and Reed and Shane were on the other side.
"I'm sorry about last night, you two. I shouldn't have disappeared like that." Reed apologized. Kurt smiled at his friend.
"Don't worry about it! Blaine and I had fun, and we get to see you now."
Reed smiled, "So, how long are you two going to be here?"
"Only a few more days. We're leaving early afternoon on Wednesday." Reed lifted his glass of wine, taking a small sip. Shane leaned against Reed, and looked at him. "You'll still have me if you get lonely." Shane said with a smile. He felt Reed fidget slightly and leaned off him, still smiling.
"You're going to be missed." Reed spoke softly as he flushed from Shane's words. Shane was persistent. It was nothing Reed hadn't dealt with before, but Shane went about it in a different way.
"We're going to miss you too. We'll be sure to visit more often." Kurt looked at Blaine before looking at Shane. "It would be nice to see more of you too, Shane." Shane felt his heart swell with happiness at Kurt's words, and Reed glanced at him, seeing the smile on his face. He kept a straight face and looked back at Kurt.
Dinner came and went, and now the four boys stood outside the restaurant. Reed hugged both Kurt and Blaine tightly. He wasn't sure if this was the last time he would see them until the next time they were in town or if they had to attend something for Wes and Tabitha's wedding. Small tears pricked Kurt's eyes as he went in to hug Reed again.
"I'm going to miss you. Call me more, okay? I'll call you too." Reed nodded and whispered 'Of course,' into Kurt's ear. Kurt forced himself to pull away. "I don't want to lose contact with you again."
"You're not going to, I promise." He said softly and Kurt nodded, smiling.
"Well, we should get going." Blaine said, wrapping an arm comfortingly around Kurt's waist. Reed nodded and waved goodbye to the two before turning to walk to his car. Shane waved goodbye to his brother and Kurt also, going in the same direction as Reed. Once they were a safe distance away, Shane lightly touched his arm, causing Reed look back at him.
"You can't tell me you don't want that." He said softly, walking beside Reed.
"Want what?" Reed asked in reply with a small amount of venom. Shane noticed it, but didn't falter.
"What Kurt and Blaine have, you want a relationship. You want to love someone and have someone love you in return." Reed reached his car and sighed. He shook his head and looked back up at Shane.
"No Shane, that's what you want, but you have to know that not everyone wants the same things." Shane opened his mouth to protest, but Reed held up his hand and continued. "I don't want a relationship. I don't want to be tied down, having to come home at a certain time at night because I have someone waiting on me. I don't need some person showering me with affection, buying me things, and taking me places. If I want something, I'll buy it on my own. If I want to go somewhere, I'll go there on my own. I don't need another person to be happy. Relationships cause constant self-esteem issues and a lack of confidence. I don't want to feel like I have to impress others. Other people only cause sadness and depression in the end, and I don't have to deal with that."
Shane looked at him sadly before stepping towards him. "I don't…I don't know what happened to you to make you think that, but if you have to try to impress someone, they aren't worth it."
Reed shook his head again.
"No one hurt me. I just happen to have more common sense than others."
It was Shane's turn to shake his head. "You don't have to be embarrassed."
"Maybe you should be though." Shane looked at him and frowned. They stared at each other in silence until Reed got annoyed with it. He turned to get into his car again, but Shane stopped him. Groaning, Reed looked back at Shane again. Shane looked back into Reed's eyes before leaning in to kiss him softly. Reed didn't react at first, but he eventually kissed Shane back without much effort. Shane pulled away with a small smile on his lips.
"Goodnight Reed."
