Title: I Knew You Were Trouble: Locked out of Heaven

Rating: M for language and smut.

Pairing: Seblaine, Ex-Klaine; Andercohen-chang, Blam, & Blittany friendship.

Genre: Angst, Friendship to Romance

Warning: SeBlaingst

Word Count: 5,148

A/N Yikes this got lengthy. Hopefully that's okay. It also go angsty. Hopefully that's okay too. Things to know for this chapter: I'm assuming school starts up at the beginning of September end of August because that's when school started up for me when I was in High School. So the party happened mid-August and in this chapter they're two weeks into school. Therefore, the events of the last three chapters happened about four weeks prior to this. Also the boys have a class hour for Glee Club and sometimes meetings after school as well. The song I use in this is Locked Out of Heaven (it's also where the title comes from) by Bruno Mars. Feel free to listen to it when it comes up. I think that's it. Once again this is un-betad so all mistakes are my own. I do try to go back through and fix them when I see them. Let me know if you spot anything that you just can't get over. I'll happily fix it for your sanity. Happy reading! Please let me know what you think and reblog if you like it darlings. Please?

Sebastian is four weeks deep in his insanity and ready to give in and seek professional help. For this he placed the blame on one thing: being friends with Blaine. It's not just that he doesn't much care for the correct etiquette of friendship (though he complies), it's that Blaine was infinitesimally more infuriating now, as his friend, than he was when he was shooting him down (respectfully of course) at every chance he got. Firstly, Sebastian wanted to be with him all the time. He found every excuse in the book to spend time with Blaine in the weeks leading up to the start of school. It varied from planning for the upcoming show choir season, morning runs with Blaine to get him back in shape for lacrosse and they even moved into their dorms (they were next door to one another) on the same day on the week before school started. When they couldn't hang out (Blaine did have other friends) they talked on the phone when they could. Sebastian was the type of guy who easily got bored of someone, but for some ridiculous reason that he couldn't place he couldn't get bored of Blaine.

Now here's the real kicker, Blaine stuck to his guns on the "no sex" front. That's right, he wasn't even getting any and he still couldn't get enough of his time with Blaine. Come to think of it, he hadn't had sex at all in four weeks, not with anyone. This was so frustratingly unlike Sebastian. Could he die from this? The possibility was horrifyingly plausible to him. He was sure he would go mad at the very least. He made a mental note to peruse the scene at Scandals this weekend before he snapped and became a serial killer or something.

"-d on. Seb! Are you coming? What are you doing?" The boy in question snapped his head up, to find the classroom had cleared and Blaine standing at the door with Nick and Thad—a questioning expression displayed on his face. Nick and Thad looked displeased to have to stay back and wait for him but he couldn't give two shits about them so the displeasure was all his.

"Yeah sorry, just distracted. Hold on, kay?" Blaine nodded sweetly and turned to carry on whatever stupid conversation the other boys must have started with him. He slowly put his things together not caring enough to move any quicker than he was. A smirk graced his expression at his pace, for he could practically taste the impatience radiating off of Nick and Thad.

He slowly made his way over to them, smiling brightly at the boys glaring at him as if to challenge them to say anything against him in front of Blaine; they didn't. Instead, they turned hastily out the door without a word as Blaine turned to him with a worried expression.

"What's wrong with you today? You've been acting weird all morning."

"Nothing, Killer. Just a lot on my mind." His attempt to make light of things fell flat, he couldn't clear his distracted mind and it showed. Blaine didn't believe him, but he also didn't push it and for that Sebastian was forever grateful. He couldn't possibly tell Blaine that not having sex with him was driving him crazy and he didn't want him to know that he wasn't getting it elsewhere because those admissions would result in questions he didn't have answers to.

Blaine sighed and grabbed his hand, moving quickly to catch up with the other warblers consequently forcing Sebastian to move quickly as well, though he did hang back a bit to stare at Blaine's ass as he maneuvered through the crowded hallways. He'd stare at their conjoined hands, to moderate the amount of time he stared at Blaine's ass lest he get caught, and rolled his eyes. The things he allowed to slide for this boy. The first time it happened, Sebastian flipped out and hurt Blaine's feelings, "I'm not your fucking boyfriend Blaine," but he knew now it was just a part of being friends with Blaine. Blaine was a tactile person, he always like physical contact with the people he cared about, which gavesome people the wrong impression, but for the most part people got that about him and now Sebastian did too.

They caught up to Nick and Thad (much to their dismay) and walked to the senior common hall for their hour of glee club. It used to be the choir class, but since most of the boys in choir were in the Warblers they used it as extra rehearsal time.

"Blaine!" a group of boys rejoiced as they entered the room. Sebastian rolled his eyes with extra fervor this time. The thing almost, almost, more annoying about being friends with Blaine than the looming sexual tension, was that everyone loved him on a level that concerned Sebastian. He couldn't blame them, he could at least admit that there was something about Blaine, but the way these idiots fawned over him was increasingly exasperating. Between the two of them, Blaine was the parent all the kiddies went to for validation of every little irrelevant thing they could come up with. The worst part was that Blaine was readily enthusiastic about helping them with all their problems or giving the attention they so desperately needed.

"Okay guys let's get started. We desperately need to figure out some ideas of what we're to sing for sectionals. I know how we used to do it when I was here, I'm not too clear on what went down last year" all the boys in the room cringed at the mention of the prior year, "but I think I want to do things a little differently. Seb and I came up with an idea that we all should pick songs together. You guys can come in with songs you want to preform and present them for us and Seb and I will make the final decisions based on how you guys react."

Blaine looked over at Sebastian for support but the boy shrugged. Blaine didn't need his support; he had these boys hanging on his every word. He also really didn't care what the other guys wanted to sing, which he voiced on the numerous occasions Blaine and he talked it out when brain storming ideas for the warblers.

Blaine sighed but pushed forward with extra zeal (for the both of them, Seb presumed)

"I think our main problem is that we're too structured" a collective gasp filled the room followed by a murmur as the boys whispered to one another.

"Excuse me Blaine, I don't want to-it's just. We've always prided ourselves on our structure. To lose that completely, well it would be madness. The last time a Warbler leader attempted to throw out structure, six Warblers landed in the hospital, the entire show was a catastrophe and many of the warblers of that year have been said to need extensive counseling."

Something akin to a choking sound erupted out of Sebastian as he was overcome with an overwhelming need to laugh. He covered his mouth and turned his head to conceal the sounds threatening to erupt from his lips but there really wasn't much he could do. Was this guy (whoever he was? Sebastian didn't know his name nor did he care to learn it) serious?

Blaine turned to glare at Sebastian's shaking form then turned back to the seriously concerned warbler. He understood what the history and tradition of the warblers meant to some of these boys so he empathized, but he wanted to go to nationals this year and he wanted to win so some sacrifices had to be made.

"Greg, just hear me out okay. I get where you're coming from, but I think we need to be a little looser.

'but-"

"I'm in no way saying we throw out structure all together; obviously we need to plan and be organized. All I'm saying is: we need to loosen up gentlemen. We need to have fun with it so the audience has fun with us. If there is one thing that I learned from the New Directions it's: we need more emotional connections to our music along with our technical strengths."

"That's a good idea, Blaine. I'm in."

"Thanks Eli. I appreciate it. Guys?"

Blaine had them, hell Blaine even had Sebastian. His passion was hard to deny; he was a natural born leader. Seb was surprised with how hot it was watching him speak, bringing Sebastian full circle back to his sexual frustrations. He wanted to ravage Blaine. To pull him apart until he was a wreck underneath him, push him to the point where he was almost crazy (it'd only be fair) and then fuck him within an inch of his life. He never knew a motivational speech could even be sexy.

Something needed to be done about this.

Sebastian stood up next to Blaine with a suspicious glint in his eye. "I think I have a song to start us off with."

"Awesome! What better way to start us off than a presentation from our co-captain." Sebastian playfully rolled his eyes and gently pushed Blaine to the side who threw a mock-offended glance his way before mouthing "thanks" and sitting next to Jeff.

One, two, one, two, three

Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah

Ooh!

The other warblers immediately recognized the song and excitedly backed Sebastian up with the necessary vocals.

Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!

Never had much faith in love or miracles

Ooh!

Never wanna put my heart on the line

Ooh!

But swimming in your world is something spiritual

Ooh!

I'm born again every time you spend the night

Ohh!

Seb turned to Blaine with a smirk before singing the next line.

Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Yeah your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long

Blaine threw his head back and laughed before jumping up on a table and joining in. Before they knew it, all the warblers were on their feet losing themselves in the music, laughing, singing, and dancing along.

The next time the sex line came around Blaine played along and sang it looking right into Sebastian's eyes whilst doing a really sexy rocking movement with his hips. The bastard. Sebastian deserved a medal for his resolve because if he was a weaker man he would have thrown it out and had his way with the younger warbler without a care of where they were or the boundaries of their friendship.

Oh oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can I just stay here
Spend the rest of my days here
Oh oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't I just stay here
Spend the rest of my days here

Sebastian slid surreptitiously into Blaine's personal space while the other boys were busy doing flips and intricate turns around each other. He pulled Blaine close, lean down, and sang softly right into his ear.

Cause you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long

They went on like that, trying to rile each other up during the rest of the song. Sebastian counted it as a victory that Blaine's eyes had darkened exponentially by the end of the song.

Blaine turned to Sebastian and bit his lip. They held each other's gaze for what felt like years. Blaine opened and closed his mouth like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. He reluctantly broke his gaze first and turned back to the other warblers with more words of encouragement and an assignment to come back that afternoon with more songs to try out.

Sebastian didn't break his gaze on Blaine however. In fact he couldn't stop looking at Blaine. When the hour was over he rushed out of the room without a word, breezing past Blaine and particularly ignoring the questioning look being sent his way.

Neither boy noticed the look of worry and disdain that the some of the boys behind them were giving.

This was awkward.

The quiet atmosphere at the lunch table he was sitting at was so uncomfortable it made Blaine's skin crawl. Normally the boys at the table were just a touch out of control. Blaine's lunch block was the last lunch block, meaning they went through three long classes before they got to let loose a little.

Today was different, though. The conversations were stilted, no one would meet Blaine's eyes, Thad looked like whatever he wasn't saying was going to kill him, Eli kept commenting on the most ridiculous things and anytime Nick addressed Blaine the already quite murmur of conversations would hush to a gentle hum, an awkward, gentle hum. The boys weren't being themselves and it was making Blaine anxious. He hated awkward situations and this was awkward as hell. To top it off Sebastian who normally had lunch with them was nowhere in sights. It worried Blaine not that he could quite place why.

"Alright could you guys just come out with it? I can't enjoy my mangos, Trent keeps staring at me, Thad looks like whatever he's not saying is burning a hole through his esophagus and Eli, I know your just trying to cut through the tension, but I can't take hearing anymore about your meat balls. So can we just—cause I can't with this" Blaine gestured wildly at the table. "What you're all doing is making me nervous."

Trent, Thad, Jeff, and Eli all turned to stare at Nick as the latter cleared his throat.

"We're, concerned." Nick stated slowly, pushing his tray away and crossing his arms on the table.

Blaine put his fork down , giving Nick is undivided attention.

"Why didn't you just say something? Concerned about what?"

Nick's gaze strayed over to Jeff who nodded encouragingly earning a nod in response. Nick's eyes returned back and locked with Blaine's as he proceeded tentatively.

"About Sebastian…and you."

"Are we not doing well as captains? Are you guys still upset about us changing things up?" Blaine was genuinely concerned he was letting his friends down.

"No, listen, we're into what you're doing with glee, its just—"

"Oh for the love of—We're worried because we saw the way you looked at Sebastian earlier and we think you're trying to move on from Kurt with Sebastian which is just—no—JeSUS!"

A thick silence condensed in the atmosphere around the boys after Thad's outburst.

Blaine could feel the blood drain from his face. Do they know?

"We're friends. I care about him like I do all my friends."

Jeff cleared his throat and leaned in to be seen around Trent who was on Blaine's left. "We get that Blaine, we just—"

Eli cut him off. "There is no being 'friends' with Sebastian Blaine. He's only playing along until you let him fuck you, then he'll drop you as quickly as he picked you up. We don't want that for you."

This was pure speculation, they didn't know. Relieved Blaine sighed deeply. They don't know. They don't know anything. Blaine found as his mind began to take in what they were saying to him, his paranoia of them know about the night of the party was incrementally being replaced with irritation. They didn't know anything about what they were talking about. They didn't know what the basis of his friendship with Sebastian was because they two boys were still trying to work that out for themselves—how could they possibly know? They were being unfair.

"Don't you guys think you're being a bit presumptuous? We're friends. Isn't that what you guys wanted for your co-captains. I also can't see why it would be any of your business if we were having sex"

Thad gawked "Blaine the boy's a slut. He slept with the better—and the worst—part of the gay community at this school. I can only imagine what he picked up from the sleezeballs at Scandals. You don't want that."

A blaze ignited in Blaine. It was like suddenly he was overcome with a need to protect Sebastian. They were being mean. He resented what they were saying about Seb more than he was ready to admit.

"Okay, he's not a "that" Thad, he's a person and he's not perfect, no one at this table is."

"I think what everyone here is getting at is that you and Kurt were perfect for each other, he made you happy. Sebastian won't do that for you. I don't even think he's capable of loving anyone. He's an asshole. We respect his talent, but I honestly don't think he has a friend amongst us."

Blaine's jaw clenched. "Kurt broke up with me or have you forgotten? Sebastian has a friend. He has me. I'm his friend. I don't know if you've noticed but I don't need an epic romance right now. Besides, I'm a big boy; I know how to handle myself and I can be his friend without beinglured into anything."

"Blaine have you forgotten what he did to you last year?"

The audacity of these boys was inconceivable. At this point, Blaine's blood was boiling under his skin. He was pissed. He turned his gaze on each boy alternately before he spoke, making sure to be clear as day.

"No actually I haven't forgotten that he almost blinded me. I also haven't forgotten the cup being passed between all of you before it got to his hand. The way I see it: I t was a group effort. I haven't forgotten the look on my mom's face in the hospital as she freaked out because she thought what happened to me before I came to Dalton was happening again. To think that you guys agreed to target Kurt, You guys know why he came to this school to begin with. You saw what the torment did to him. You know happened to me before I came here. You guys helped me out of my shell. You helped me get better. See Sebastian was just a boy trying to assert dominance last year and yeah sure I hated him for what he did to me, but you guys,"

Blaine's voice cracked. He took a quivering breath and looked down at his arms crossed against his chest.

"you were my brothers. I loved you guys—I trusted you and you stabbed me in the back for a stupid competition that you didn't even win. Most importantly, I haven't forgotten the silence—which haunted me for months—that filled the room when the school board asked you all what happened to me. None of you, spoke up for me. You guys have no idea what that felt like for me. Yet here I am because I've forgiven you just like I've forgiven him, so don't sit here and act like you're any better than him."

"Blaine we—" The one thing none of the boys expected to happen cut right through what Jeff was about to say. Sebastian slammed his tray down, dropped in the chair to the right of Blaine, and grumbled, "I got those copies your asked for Nick" before digging into his lunch tray without another word. His face remained stoic as he avoided everyone's very guilty looks but the tension in his shoulders told Blaine that he heard everything or almost everything at least.

Blaine glared at nick as he reached for Sebastian's hand under the table. Seb didn't snatch his hand away though he didn't grip his hand fully either. It felt like he couldn't decide whether to let Blaine in or shut him out.

Blaine had been wrong before. This was awkward.

Blaine gently knocked on Sebastian's dorm room door and waited impatiently, rocking from foot to foot. Warbler practice was going to start in twenty minutes and Blaine hadn't seen Sebastian since lunch. The rest of the day went without incident, thankfully, though that could have been because Blaine was disinclined to speak to any of the warblers that participated in the disastrous ambush during lunch. It wasn't until the last class of the day—gym—that Blaine realized after Sebastian stormed out of the lunch room he skipped out on the rest of his classes. He shared the class with Seb, Thad and Trent. With Seb gone, he was forced to face the awkwardness of that situation alone.

Minutes past and Seb still hadn't answered the door. Leaning his ear against the door, Blaine listened carefully for any signs of life. It was Friday and they usually went home on the weekends so it was possible that Seb could have left already. Luckily he managed to make out what sounded like footsteps on the other side of the door indicating Seb was still here.

He knocked with a little more force, thinking Seb didn't hear him the first time. The pitter-patter of Seb's feet stopped for a beat then continued but it didn't sound like they were moving in the direction of the door. Blaine sighed. When it was clear Sebastian wasn't going to answer the door he took a chance, cracked the door open, bit his bottom lip and stuck his head in.

Blaine's jaw dropped open about an inch at the sight before him. Seb was wearing nothing but a pair of dark green boxer briefs that complimented his skin nicely. It's not like he didn't see his body all the time when changing from gym (not to mention the memory of him completely naked he kept stored away in the near back of his mind) but the lighting of the room and the way his muscles moved under his skin as he gracefully worked his way around the room left Blaine with a shortage of breath.

Focus Blaine, that's not why you're here! Blaine thought as he pushed the door open a little and leaned back against it to shut it softly. Sebastian stopped packing his weekend bag when he heard the click and looked back at Blaine. He rolled his upon sight of him and continued what he was doing as if Blaine wasn't in the room. Blaine wasn't sure how to approach this. He could tell Seb was already unhappy and he didn't want to make it worse but he wanted to talk to him. It was like walking on a tight rope of Seb's emotions. It could go either way; he'd either talk or dismiss him entirely. Something in his gut told him it was the latter but he couldn't stop himself. He needed things to be okay.

Blaine took a tentative step forward, leaning to the side to try to catch Seb's eyes but he wouldn't look at him.

"I knocked." Blaine stated lamely. Evidently he was going to have to start the conversation here.

"I heard."

"You didn't answer."

Seb aggressively tossed his beats headphones in his bag and turned to look Blaine fixing a look of contempt on the curly haired boy.

"And clearly you didn't get the message. Get out."

Blaine instinctively moved back, his deep honey eyes filled with confusion and hurt.

"Are you mad at me?"

Seb scoffed at Blaine. "Why are you here?"

Well it was becoming clear which direction this was going. Blaine couldn't stop though. He was determined to get through to Seb even if it meant an argument. The fight would be worth it if he could stop Sebastian from shutting him out and maybe that made him a little dysfunctional but he didn't care.

"Warblers meet in fifteen and you didn't answer my question."

"I just want you to get out Blaine I'm not in the mood and I'm not going to that shit so you can feel free to leave now."

"Why are you bei—" Blaine was interrupted by Sebastian slapping the hand Blaine was reaching out to touch him with away.

"Don't" Green eyes met honey and stared them down like Seb was challenging Blaine to try again.

"Why are you being like this?" Blaine cradled his hand against his chest and gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to let his emotions get the better of him no matter how much the rejection stung. "Is this about lunch? How much of that did you hear?"

"Enough." Seb shoved past Blaine and stomped towards his closet, opening the doors with more force than needed.

"Could you stop-"

"Stop what Blaine!? Being me? This is who I am! I'm the asshole that tossed a slushy with rock salt in it in your face without a second thought. I just walked away."

"No." Sebastian was being cold but Blaine wasn't going to let it get to him. This was a defense mechanism, this wasn't who Seb was. Or maybe he was just a masochist that actively went searching for emotional pain.

"Yes Blaine! I'm the heartless slut that went around manipulating every little gay boy with a pretty smile to open their legs for me and let me fuck them before tossing them out on their sore asses."

"That's not you. You're shutting me out. Just talk to me!" Blaine shouted back fueled with hurt and anger.

"Oh but it is, Killer. You're little friends were right. I'm just letting you know what you're getting yourself into." Seb let out a humorless laugh "and look at you. What were your intensions exactly upon coming here? Did you think I would cry to you about how your idiot friends hurt my feelings? Did you think we would cuddle and it would make everything better? I'm not your fucking boyfriend Blaine!"

Blaine felt like screaming or punching something or both. "I fucking know that! I don't need you to remind me every goddamn time you get a chance. You've made it pretty fucking clear! You're not my boyfriend but you're my friend Seb. I want you in my life as my friend!" Blaine felt like he was reaching his limit with today. How did they get here?

Sebastian moved so quickly Blaine didn't even have time to register what was happening before Seb was crowding his space and he was being backed up into the wall. He pushed Blaine further into the wall with one hand on his chest and slammed the other next to Blaine's head and whispered harshly directly into Blaine's ear.

"Let me tell you something about my depravity that you can't seem to grasp. It will ruin you and I'll love watching it happen. You'll be perfectly damaged for the next guy and I'll move on like we never even crossed paths."

That was it. Blaine shoved Sebastian back full force because he was so done with this shit. Sebastian, who hadn't been expecting the push or the strength behind it, fell backwards crashing into the closet door.

"I really fucking wish everyone would stop treating me like some naïve little boy who can't handle his own. You don't think I know what I'm getting into? I know exactly who you want everyone to think you are. I also know that's not who you actually are. As far as you manipulating me and ruining me; don't flatter yourself. I wasn't a virgin when you hooked up with me Sebastian I'm pretty well versed with the intricacies of sex and I know exactly what it was that we did. You didn't have to manipulate me I wanted it and I don't anymore hence the fact that we haven't slept together since then. I'm not some weak thing that you can get in my head and damage me. I'm so much fucking strong than that, so much better than that. I'm fully aware of all the things you did and I don't care. I want you as my friend, even now when your being a total DICK!" Blaine was heaving by the end of his rant. The two boys remained silent for a moment, glaring at each other.

When it seemed like Sebastian's resolve was about to break, he shook his head and built his wall up a little higher. "Well I don't want you. So Get." Sebastian grabbed Blaine's arm, yanked his dorm door open and jostled him out the door. "Out." He punctuated that last bit with the slam of the door.

Blaine couldn't stop the treacherous tears in his eyes from slipping down his face. He hated him. He hated him. He wanted to hate him so much. His body was vibrating with so many feelings he couldn't handle but was drowning in nonetheless. He needed an outlet so he started punching and kicking Seb's door.

Just as his right foot was about to connect with the door for the fourth time Seb yanked the door open. The little light of hope that ignited inside Blaine dimmed just as soon as it lit up when he saw the cold look on the taller boys eyes and the stack of papers in his hands. Without saying anything Sebastian tossed the papers at Blaine and closed the door once more.

Blaine dropped down to the ground with the papers all around him, gripped a fistful of them and crumpled them. He was gasping heavily for breath trying to get composed as much as he could lest someone spot him like this.

He un-crumpled one of the papers and noticed they were copies of sheet music—probably the ones Nick asked Sebastian to copy for him as a ploy to keep him away from the cafeteria. He swiped his sleeve under his runny nose and got a glance at his watch. He was ten minutes late for glee practice.

Slowly he collected the papers into a neat stack and got to his feet. Deep breaths he thought as he walked to practice with his head marginally held high. He checked his reflection at every mirror he passed to make sure his face wasn't too puffy from the little bit of crying he did and that his hair wasn't a mess from the little tiff.

When he reached the door to the senior commons he looked as close to composed as he could manage with a forced smile painted across his face. He needed to be on top of things if he was going to lead these boys to a victory se he wasn't going to let his fight with Sebastian get in the way of that. He would have to deal with him later.

When he walked into the senior commons he left everything that just transpired at the door, and did his best to be enthusiastic about the day's rehearsal.

tbc

A/N Um yeah that got pretty angsty huh? Let me know what you think please. I'd love to hear from you guys. I promise I'm nice.