Please see chapter one for all warnings etc… Please remember that Sebastian has NEVER been in a relationship before, he has no idea what he's doing.

Make My Heart Start Beating

15

As I'm no longer twelve I sulk in my room for a short while and then go and wash up the bowls and cups. Rinsing the coffee maker through I leave it to drain and then skulk up the stairs to run a bath.

Grabbing a set of brochures and print outs I read up on colleges and courses while I soak my blues away. There are so many things I could study, so many interesting things out there I never knew existed when I was a teen, I'm still baffled as to what I want to do but maybe I'll apply David's rule of what I don't want to chip away at the large selection.

Drying myself I eye up my reflection, I used to be so outwardly confident about my appearance, but my scales still have a chart on them from before puberty. A weight I am not allowed to go under is marked on it, and an agreed upon weight that I don't want to go over.

I'm still pale, but Mercedes is right the muscles on my arms and shoulders are a little more defined than they used to be. The trim waist I was so proud of is still trim, my butt isn't flat but curves, it was a bitch to get my old skinny jeans over those humps. My legs are long and just as trim as they used to be.

And while I have the perfect definition of attributes that should be attractive to other men I clearly don't have that special something that actually is attractive that everyone else seems to have in spades.

Sighing I turn away and pad to my bedroom. Dragging on my yoga pants I pair them with Sebastian's t-shirt and then vacuum the house. Finn's only been back a few weeks and already the crumbs have built up threatening to take over his bedroom.

Laundry next and I hang the pieces up outside to dry.

Thick gloves and bathroom cleaner in hand I tackle the main bathroom, there are that many people here that it'll get dirty faster. Then I grab the duster and some polish.

It's not until I'm on my hands and knees on the kitchen floor scrubbing the tiles that I pause realising what I'm doing. And then I realise that my heart hurts, that my heart is beating, slowly, out of time, but it's beating for the first time in years.

Damn you Sebastian.

And damn me for being an idiot.

If I'd just left it alone, just flirted or insulted him, played along and not ruined it I could have had more of him before he leaves Lima. I don't know how that overgrown meerkat snuck in and restarted my heart but he did.

Finishing the floor, I get the dry clothes in and decide I'm having an early night, I've been through a lot and frankly it's nice to have the house to myself, no guests cluttering up the place, no one demanding anything from me.

Ringing for a pizza, one of the ones dad isn't allowed anywhere near, I bolt to my room to grab Horney the unicorn and then I cuddle my big unicorn shaped teddy bear while I eat over the top carb food and allow the latest comedy series to sooth my raw nerves.

Occasionally I think about Sebastian but I'm not going to cry over him, it was my fault, I'm adult enough to know that, and I let the afternoon melt into evening. The last slice of pizza and I get acquainted and I'm licking my fingers clean from it when the doorbell rings.

Not wanting to touch anything and with Horney stuck under my arm I walk to the front door sucking my finger to get the last bit of left over flavour, swinging the door open I get ready to tell them to get lost, dad's not here, they need to talk to him in office hours.

Except its not someone wanting to talk to dad, it's Sebastian.

"I put my bike in your garage," he says and glances at my finger still in my mouth, "Does it taste good?"

"Pizza," I mumble wondering what he's doing here.

"Ah," he nods then eyes up the cuddly toy.

"Um, that's Horney," I venture as if that answers everything.

"Right," he nods again and we end up staring at each other, "So are you going to let me in?"

"In..." Stepping back I let him in the house and get prepared to apologise to him again.

"Is that my t-shirt?" He points.

Defensively I close the door and then stalk past him, "No, no this is my t-shirt," if I can't have Sebastian I will at least have his t-shirt.

"It really does look like my t-shirt, the t-shirt I gave you to borrow at the school fair, when you were going to go all bare-chested trying to drive the impressionable children crazy at the sight of your magnificent torso," he teases.

Well he's back to normal, "Sebastian, I have no idea what you're talking about, I wouldn't walk about half naked in front of children and this is now my t-shirt as the rules of finders keepers applies as well as possession is nine tenths of the law. I am willing to buy you a nice shiny new one though in thanks for the help you gave me."

Vanishing into the kitchen I wash my hands and then arms are wrapped around me from behind, "I don't want a nice new shiny one, I want that one, and now I've seen you in it, I want that t-shirt with you in it," he whispers into my ear and I shiver.

He's just flirting, he's trusting me to not misunderstand and I will prove he can by not throwing myself at him.

"Well then look how lucky you are," I smile at him, "Here is me in this wonderful t-shirt and all is well in the world." Moving to dry my hands his arms tighten around my body, "Sebastian I need to get to the towel," and he comes with me across the kitchen.

Really baffled by him I walk back and pick Horney up as something to do with my own hands, I twist my neck and head to look up at him, he just looks back those emerald eyes twinkling merrily.

"Do you want to watch TV?" I offer.

The front door bell rings again and I sigh, "Now what?"

Sebastian lets me go and I carry Horney to the door, only to find six of our other neighbours crowded around the door, "Kurt! Are you okay? We saw someone creeping around the place, called the cops, and came right over, the cop should be here soon too."

"Someone was creeping around?" I repeat shocked, it's such a quiet neighbourhood.

In the background the TV shuts off and then I hear footsteps as a certain chipmunk comes into view, "Sebastian, did you see anyone creeping around?"

"It was him," one of the neighbours points dramatically at him, "He was going in your garage!"

"I put my bike away," Sebastian stands next to me, in his hands is the left over pizza box, "I'll put this in the trash for you Kurt."

"Um, thank you," he's being nice and helpful, I don't trust it.

"Oh you have a friend over," Mrs Henders smiles at me, "You are such a good boy Kurt."

"He is isn't he," Sebastian agrees and there's something in his eyes that makes me worry. "I'll be right back," his voice goes husky, "And then we can talk about you wearing my t-shirt I let you borrow among other things," with a suggestive wink he saunters down the yard to the trash and I'm left facing the shocked neighbours.

"Does your daddy know what you're up to young man?" I get before one of the women starts giggling and telling me it's about time and she'd 'hit that one up'.

Mortified I hide behind the unicorn and peek to see the same cop from earlier stopping and talking to Sebastian. The neighbours all mosey on over too and I'm contemplating locking the door on all of them when Sebastian's back and walking in like he owns the place.

Grinning at me a bit boyishly he says, "Tiger, life is never boring around you."

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.