A/N: Fair warning: If (consensual) cheating gets you all hot and bothered, please, by all means, read on. If you're gonna give me shit about it, don't bother, because look, here's a fair warning. THERE'S CHEATING IN THIS CHAPTER. IT'S NOTHING TO DO WITH NICK OR JEFF. REPEAT: NICK AND JEFF DO NOT CHEAT. You've been fairly warned. Please continue. Also if you don't like super traumatic descriptions of Sebastian being sad and emotional, this won't be a good chapter for you.

Note: I'm not going to drag this out this time, it's all resolved by the bottom of the chapter.

Do you guys read the quotes at the beginning? It's a good descriptor of what happens in the chapter, especially if you haven't read the first story?

Chapter Thirty-One:

"'On my first day back here, Hunter asked me if I was willing to do whatever it takes to win,' Blaine said. 'Now I'm asking the same thing to both of you. Are you willing to do whatever it takes? I want you two to convince Sebastian to seduce Hunter.' Nick and Jeff stared at him. 'He can't know I have anything to do with it,' Blaine continued. 'Because Hunter can't know I have anything to do with it'"

"Sebastian!" Jeff announced, walking up to Sebastian at lunch time and putting his arm around his shoulders.

"That's my name," Sebastian said, suspiciously. "What do you want?" It had been about three weeks since Regionals, and they were preparing like crazy for Nationals. Hunter was driving everyone mad with the pressure to win, even though, and I can't stress this enough, he wasn't the Captain. (He was the Vice Captain.) Nick appeared to Sebastian's left.

"How much do you just hate Hunter Clarington?" Nick asked.

"A lot," Sebastian said, now very suspicious. "He stole my team, almost ruined my chances with Blaine, works us all harder than a slave driver, punched me for making a Splenda-related joke, let me win at Fight Club, and most of all, likes to hang around the fucking dorm room when Blaine and I are trying to have sexy times. What's it to you?"

"We have an idea to take him down a few notches," Jeff pitched.

"We will take Blaine somewhere far away where he'll never find out… and you can have your way with Hunter," Nick said.

"That's ridiculous," Sebastian said with a laugh. "Blaine's my boyfriend. I'm not going to cheat on him for a little power play."

"C'mon, Sebastian, we all know what kind of guy you really are," Jeff said. "Ambitious. Driven. You're a Dalton boy."

"You want to do… anything it takes to win, don't you?" Nick asked seductively.

"Y-yes…" Sebastian stuttered.

"But you don't want to let Blaine down, do you, Bas?" Jeff asked, just as seductively in Sebastian's other ear. "We understand, all that emotional stuff gets in the way of doing who you really want to do, doesn't it? Maybe… maybe we should take down Hunter, hmm, Nicky?"

"Well, we could, but no one does take down like you, Bas," Nick said. "I should know." Sebastian reached up and loosened his own tie. He couldn't believe he was getting turned on by this. Maybe he wasn't as changed as he thought he was.

"Take, uh, take Hunter down a few pegs? You'd like that, wouldn't you? If I went after Hunter and dropped Blaine," Sebastian said. "You'd find some way to get me expelled for betraying your friend like that."

"We wouldn't do that, would we, J?" Nick pouted.

"Course not," Jeff said. "You're our buddy. Friend. You're the guy we call when we have problems that can only be solved with sex. If we were having problems in our love life, you'd be the first we'd call. All Hunter needs is a really good lay. You're the best there is."

"And Blaine will never know," Nick breathed. "Don't you want the power? Don't you want the Warblers back under your control? Don't you want Hunter beneath you, screaming your name?"

"Y-yes…" Sebastian stuttered again. This was beginning to sound like something out of his own fantasies. He wondered if Jeff had gotten into his computer and poked around.

"Hunter on his knees, obeying your commands for once," Jeff purred. "Calling you 'Sir', totally at your mercy…"

"What do you want from me?" Sebastian asked.

"Nothing you'd be uncomfortable with," Nick whispered. "Friday afternoon, we're going with Blaine to Lima, Sam and them, you know…"

"You and Hunter will be here, all alone…" Jeff breathed. "You know you want to, Bas."

"Y-yeah…" Sebastian said, off-handedly. "I… I have to go." He broke free from their grasp, and hurried off.

Yes, Sebastian could do a full takedown of Hunter, and it would probably be totally worth it to get Hunter off his back all the time. On the other hand, Sebastian would have to cheat on Blaine, which in itself was awful to think about. Sebastian was usually the guy people cheated with. Blaine, Jeff, scores of others over the years. Sebastian never thought he'd have someone he cared about this much.

In the end, on Friday afternoon, Sebastian somehow found himself stripped down to his little black briefs, laying on Hunter's bed, waiting for him to come back from class.

It wasn't even real sex, just some of your basic frottage, but Hunter finally realized what he'd done somewhere in his post-orgasm haze and bolted into the bathroom. Sebastian, feeling rather sick to his stomach, pulled on a t-shirt and pants, and left the room.

"Sebastian?" called a voice. Sebastian half-expected it to be Blaine, but it was Jeff, making his way across the Lacrosse field and under the bleachers, where Sebastian was sitting on the cold hard ground, back against one of the metal poles. Jeff finally spotted his best friend and rushed over to him, but Sebastian didn't say anything. "So, nice day to sit outside," Jeff sighed, sitting down next to Sebastian. It really wasn't. The wind whipped through that part of campus like no other. "Tropical." No response from Sebastian. "Do you want to go inside and talk about it?"

"No." A word was better than no words, so Jeff pressed a little more.

"Do you want to talk about it right here?"

"No."

"Do you want to go to Scandals and drink until you forget your own name?" Jeff asked. A tear fell out of Sebastian's eye. "Come on, you can tell me anything."

"I cheated, Jeff," Sebastian said. "I love Blaine and I cheated on him. What am I gonna do?"

"Explain the whole thing, grovel a little bit, and definitely don't take two weeks to address it," Jeff said. "Personal experience." Jeff sighed.

"I'm so sorry," Sebastian said, reaching an arm out to give Jeff a sideways hug. "I've always, always been the guy people cheat with, I just never realized it hurt this much for them."

"It's okay," Jeff said. "It's okay. But you've gotta come inside, you'll freeze out here."

"Better off," Sebastian mumbled. "I'm terrible." Jeff shed his blazer and put it around Sebastian's shoulders. "Where's the other half of you? Thought you only traveled as a pair."

"We're just as inseparable as you and Blaine, now come on, we're going inside." Jeff heaved Sebastian to his feet and led him with purpose to the Situation Room, where Blaine and Nick were waiting.

"Oh," Sebastian said, seeing Blaine, and trying to leave. Nick and Jeff seized him. "What did you tell him?"

"Nothing," Jeff said. "Just talk, please." He and Nick left the room, but they stood guard just outside the door to keep Sebastian from running.

"Hi," Sebastian said nervously.

"Hi," Blaine said. "They didn't tell me. They didn't have to. It was my idea."

"The fuck, your idea… Why didn't you tell me?" Sebastian asked. "I'm going crazy with guilt."

"I'm sorry," Blaine said, hanging his head. "I should have told you, I didn't realize how guilty you'd feel."

"Right because you've never cheated on the one person you loved and felt guilty about it," Sebastian snarked. "Or Jeff. How did you even rope them into this?"

"We all hate Hunter," Blaine begged. "I'm so, so sorry, Bas. I'm so sorry. I love you so, so much. Please forgive me." Sebastian scowled at Blaine, but finally dropped it.

"Fine," Sebastian said. "But don't ever, ever do that again."

"Hunter will be ruined," Blaine said. "As long as we act the part…"

"You want me to pretend to keep being into him?" Sebastian asked. "I've done some pretty kinky stuff before, but…"

"It will all work itself out," Blaine said.

"I love you, B, but this is crazy," Sebastian said with a slight laugh.

"Crazy enough to work, I hope," Blaine said. "I love you too. Now go back into our room and pretend like nothing's wrong."

"Fine," Sebastian said. "One more kiss?" Blaine reached up and pecked Sebastian on the lips. "Another?" This time Sebastian's hand came up behind Blaine's neck, holding their lips together longer. "Okay. Here's to a quick resolution to this mess." He made to leave the room, but turned back to say one more thing. "I love you. I'll never stop." Blaine smiled, but then Sebastian was gone.

Blaine spent the weekend in Nick and Jeff's room, drinking himself into a self-induced state of delirium. They watched most of the good episodes of Doctor Who, and Blaine whined about what he thought Hunter and Sebastian might be doing together since they were alone, and noises that sounded a lot like sex but couldn't have possibly been came from next door along with snappy comebacks.

Oh, God! Sebastian moaned.

I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't take the Lord's name in vain, came Hunter's reply.

I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell me how to live my life, Sebastian shot back.

It was sort of like torture for Blaine, listening to his boyfriend feel up some other guy. From the sound of it, Hunter didn't want any more sexual contact than a blowjob, but Blaine knew Sebastian was pushing for it. Because he was Sebastian. And because he was Sebastian, Blaine knew that if Hunter gave in, Sebastian would happily take… and vice versa.

But Sebastian wasn't really enjoying this… this foray into Hunter's takedown as much as everyone expected him to. He loved Blaine. Hunter, on the other hand, couldn't get enough. Every time Sebastian backed off a little, Hunter hungrily dove in for more. Kissing, cuddling, showering, mutual jerking off, you name it, Hunter wanted it all, everything except actual penetrative sex – he didn't want that, not yet. He was still a man of his faith, and he thought that that would be an unforgivable sin. Sex before marriage alone, not to mention homosexual sex. Not that he was thinking of marrying Sebastian. That was just ridiculous.

Thursday night, the seventh night in a row without Blaine in their room, Hunter finally saw Sebastian's true form, if you will. Sebastian was playing his part well, Hunter didn't suspect a thing. But that Thursday night, Sebastian was in the shower, alone, using the water to mask his tears. Sebastian knew he was just playing a part, that Blaine wasn't really mad at him, that he could text Blaine right now and ask him to meet him in the Situation Room for a heart-to-heart or even a quickie, but it still hurt. Blaine's acting was great and the cold looks he'd given Sebastian during practice…

Sebastian was just sitting in the shower, water that had run cold falling on his head, crying. He loved Blaine so much. Hunter had come back to room, happily whistling, when he'd heard the sobbing over the sound of the shower – and he knew what it was. This wasn't what Sebastian wanted – and it wasn't what Hunter wanted, not permanently. He had a duty to his family, Sebastian was not going to be a part of his life after graduation.

So, the next afternoon, after enduring much torture from the Warblers, who couldn't stop talking about the fact that Hunter had 'stolen' their star's boyfriend, Hunter made an appeal directly to Blaine, begging him to take Sebastian back.

"I don't want him, I never did, you know that," Hunter said to Blaine as they walked from history back to their room.

"I know that you never gave me a straight answer on whether you did," Blaine said.

"I did. Want him, that is," Hunter said. "But I don't, not anymore. Not after seeing what it's done to him. He wants you, not me."

Blaine agreed.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Blaine announced, walking into the library hand-in-hand with Sebastian, who was only too happy to have his boyfriend back. "Hunter has stepped down as your Vice Captain over what has been a minor misunderstanding between roommates. He is not to be harmed, and his solo for Nationals is safe." Blaine shot a warm smile at Hunter, still playing a part. Blaine would be great on Broadway someday. "In his place, I am appointing Nick and Jeff as Vice Captain, effective immediately." Everyone in the room was surprised, especially Sebastian, who'd been expecting Blaine to name him as Vice Captain.

"Nick and Jeff are two people," Thad pointed out.

"But we are two wild and crazy guys," Nick said, waving his fingers in the air. Not a single person in the room caught the reference.

"On that note, can we get down to business with the numbers for Breadstix tomorrow?" Blaine asked.

"Absolutely," Jeff said with a grin. "Pair off, people, Sebastian, you're with me, Hunter with Blaine, Nicky's the lead singer, odd man out, and a 5, 6, 7, 8!"

For some reason the sight of Jeff and Sebastian grinding against each other always got Nick hot and bothered, and they had a quickie in the bathroom during rehearsal break.

"Blaine, I'm really–" Hunter began.

"I don't want to hear about it," Blaine cut him off. "I… I know you sort of mean well, and it's great that you've discovered yourself and all, but I don't want to hear about it."

"He came onto me!" Hunter insisted for the 80th time. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for the weirdness, and I'll move out. Beats already said I could move in with him."

"No, stay," Blaine said. "We're still friends, okay? Just don't give into my boyfriend, no matter how hard he's begging for it. That's my job." Hunter sort of gave a weak chuckle.

"Okay, agreed," Hunter said.

"You might almost be nice if I knew you better," Blaine said. "Sorry for being so caught up on Sebastian that I sort of forgot to notice you."

"Uh… sure," Hunter said with a half-laugh. "Apology accepted. And the same back to you."

"The real question is who's gonna outdance who, us or Jeff and Sebastian?" Blaine asked.

"I'd say most likely them," Hunter said. Sebastian snuck up behind Blaine, framing him with his lanky figure.

"Hey baby," Blaine said, tilting his head up to see if kissing was any good in this fashion, then he decided it wasn't and turned around to kiss his boyfriend properly. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," Sebastian replied. Blaine put his arms around Sebastian's neck and jumped, so Sebastian was essentially giving him a piggy front. (Note: he did turn around, it's up there, I promise.) Everything else the two of them had to say to each other melted away. Sebastian just stood there holding Blaine up, while Blaine hugged Sebastian close, putting his head into the crook of Sebastian's neck.

Can we take a moment to appreciate how hot this number would be if the Warblers actually did do it?

I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
Cuz my body's too bootylicious for you, babe

Move your body up and down
Make your booty touch the ground
I can't help but wonder why
Is my vibe too vibe-alicious for you, babe?

Shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip with my hips, you slip into a trance
I'm hoping you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let's cut a rug while we scat some jazz

Nick and Jeff had been begging to do Bootylicious since the first night Blaine and Hunter had announced they would be doing performances at Breadstix. But their setlist wasn't over yet, Blaine had chosen another Beyoncé song to do, Crazy In Love. Nick and Blaine had almost gotten into a fight over who got to sing it. They compromised. Brittany found her way onto the stage to shake her groove thing around with them. They let her, we're still not sure why.

Just as soon as the number ended, Brittany returned to Sam, and Blaine and Sebastian did too, but then the door to the restaurant opened, and in walked two people.9

"Oh, good, they're here!" Kurt said, excitedly. "Hi, Jeff, where's Blaine?" Blaine and Sebastian, who'd been halfway into a kiss, both froze. Sebastian pulled back, Blaine turned white. Somehow, even though Blaine and Kurt talked at least twice a week, he'd never managed to bring up the fact that he was dating Sebastian. Properly. Then suddenly, Kurt and Rachel were replacing Brittany and Sam across from them at the table.

"Someone's in deep shit," Nick remarked to Jeff from their own table with Thad and Trent, on the other side of the room.

"Yeah," Thad said. "I wonder how Kurt knew to come here." Jeff and Nick tried to look innocent, failing enormously.

"You two?" Trent asked. "You can't want to mess things up for Blaine now! His NYADA audition is in three days!"

"We don't want to mess things up for Blaine," Nick said. "We want Blaine to realize he has other options."

"Blaine loves Sebastian," Trent argued. "You can't deny it. You saw him this last week."

"Blaine orchestrated that," Jeff replied. "Who does that?"

"Chuck and Blair?" Thad suggested. The other three turned to stare at him. "It's not my fault you got me hooked on Gossip Girl," he said to Trent, folding his arms.

"Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf, holding hands. Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf, going to the movies," Jeff quoted.

"He traded her for a hotel," Thad pointed out. "Isn't that basically what we just went through?"

"If I was Sebastian, I wouldn't have taken Blaine back, knowing he'd orchestrated it," Trent said. "That's coming from me, and that's saying something."

"Oh, shush, we all know about your long-standing crush on Blaine," Nick said.

"I would have stuck with Hunter," Trent said. "He seems like a better choice for Sebastian. But, for whatever reason beyond my comprehension, they seem to love each other, so who am I to say?"

"You're one of Blaine's best friends, same as us," Jeff said. "Those are your credentials. If Blaine was smart, he never would have started with Sebastian in the first place."

"So you called up Kurt and told him Sebastian was with Blaine, and goaded him into coming here to ruin his life a little bit more?" Thad asked.

"No, we called Kurt and told him Blaine's NYADA audition was on Tuesday, and that we were doing Beyoncé at Breadstix tonight if he was going to be in town," Jeff said. "There's a difference. Kurt can decide if he wants Blaine back, that's not our decision."

"Blaine did cheat on Kurt," Trent said. "That's all kinds of no in my book."

"Shut it, you've never been in love," Nick snapped.

"Just because you're stupid enough to–" Trent began.

"We're not having this conversation," Nick said, getting up. "Not here, not now, not ever." He stormed across the room.

"You just have to ruin everything, don't you, Trent?" Jeff said, making to storm away as well, but Sebastian was collecting his Warblers for an encore: I Want You Back exactly as the year before. Blaine was bright red by the time they'd finished, but smiling happily as Sebastian sat back down with Blaine and Kurt. Not five minutes after that Kurt and Blaine were running out of the restaurant, holding hands, on their way to get hot chocolate and see a movie. Rachel, at some point, buggered off to find Finn at the Hudmel household (which he wasn't there, I doubt, so she just went home).

"I'm bored and my plans got cancelled," Sebastian whined to Hunter. "Can we go home? Or to Scandals? I'm flexible."

"Scandals, all right!" Jeff exclaimed, overhearing. "Nicky! We're going to Scandals, Sebastian's treating."

"I don't really recall–" Sebastian began, but it was no use. The party moved to Scandals. Nick, Jeff, Trent, Sebastian, and Hunter were there, but so were Thad and Beats and a few other Warblers who weren't bothered by the atmosphere of glamorous drag queens and hordes of sweaty men pressed up against each other on a Saturday night. It was many hours later by the time Blaine and Kurt met up with them again. Sebastian, only too happy to have his boyfriend back from Kurt, ordered a beer for Blaine, and for Kurt, a Shirley Temple with extra cherries! Then he seized Blaine and took him out to the dance floor.

"You know, we didn't get you and Blaine together just so you could act like idiots and screw it up," Jeff said, as he and Nick sat down on either side of Kurt.

"Excuse me?" Kurt asked, almost choking on a cherry.

"You heard," Nick said. "Come on, now, you don't like Sebastian as much as we don't like Sebastian, and certainly none of us wants to see him with Blaine." Kurt sighed and just looked out to the dance floor, where their first trip here was replaying in his mind. He'd let Sebastian get to him, make him jealous. But there they were anyhow, both in their Dalton sex-god uniforms (although Kurt did note Blaine was wearing the Dalton bowtie he'd given him), dancing to their hearts content.

"Please tell us you still want Sebastian's head on a stake in your front yard," Jeff said.

"Look how happy they are together," Kurt said, sipping his drink. "They look like you two."

"We are adorable," Jeff said. "Word on the street, at least."

"So in love," Kurt said. "What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic. I just want to see Blaine happy, y'know?"

"You're really okay with this?" Nick asked.

"No," Kurt admitted, "but I'll work on it. It's been a long time."

"Well then," Nick said. "Do you want to dance?"

"Maybe in a bit," Kurt said.

"I'd, uh, offer to hook you up with someone we knew, but we don't know any other Blaine-types," Jeff said.

"It's alright," Kurt said. "Don't worry about it."

Nick and Jeff left to rejoin their Warbler buddies. Kurt sat, sipping his Shirley Temple, watching them, deep in thought. Finally, Sebastian, laughing, managed to leave Blaine on the dance floor with Hunter, and sat down next to Kurt.

"Dance with us," Sebastian said. "Come on."

"No, no, I couldn't," Kurt said. "It would be weird."

"Don't make me pump you full of tequila," Sebastian said, brandishing a finger at Kurt. Kurt rolled his eyes. "Thanks for being okay with me and Blaine. It… it can't be easy for you."

"What would you know about it?" Kurt asked.

"I know what it's like to be on the outside of your relationship with Blaine, and, uh… I didn't make it easy on you guys. Given the chance, I'd probably only take back about half of what I said, though. You do dress like something off a Puerto Rican pride float," Sebastian said.

"I still don't like your smirky meerkat face, or your obnoxious CW hair," Kurt said. "And I'm not exactly fond of the way you look at Blaine. But since he's your boyfriend and not mine, I guess I don't have a place to talk."

"Do you ever wonder what it'd be like if he hadn't ever come to Dalton that day?" Sebastian asked.

"All the damn time," Kurt replied, setting down his drink. "Then I think that if he was really as lonely as he said, he would have just found someone else, probably some douchebag on facebook with a lighthouse for a profile picture." Sebastian let out a laugh. "For a while, I wanted to tear your chipmunk head off, not that Blaine would ever admit he'd been with you. I knew, though." Kurt was silent for a moment, taking a sip of his drink. "I should have forgiven him sooner," Kurt finally said.

"Why, do you still want him?" Sebastian asked. Kurt looked at him, and suddenly Sebastian didn't need an answer. "I, uh… I'm sorry, but he's taken." Sebastian got up from his barstool and rejoined Blaine and the other Warblers.

It was still hours even after that when Blaine couldn't stand any more and was falling all over Kurt, and Kurt promised to take him home. Blaine didn't want to go home though, he wanted to go to Kurt's house.

"Nope, you're a taken man, not happening," Kurt insisted, turning on the car (Blaine's) and heading for the Anderson household.

"Just to talk, Kurt," Blaine slurred. "I missed you." Kurt reluctantly agreed. After dodging Burt and all his questions, Kurt finally had Blaine upstairs, in his room, still littered with pictures of the two of them. Kurt hadn't had the heart to take them down when he'd been home over Valentine's – the one and only time he'd been back since their breakup.

"What should I do for my NYADA audition?" Blaine asked, his words slurring together in the worst way.

"Do you remember that song you wrote for me right after we started dating?" Kurt asked.

"Sure," Blaine said.

"It was beautiful, powerful, moving, everything Madame Thibodeaux loves," Kurt said.

"Will you stay for my audition?" Blaine asked.

"When is it?"

"Tuesday."

"And you haven't been preparing?!" Kurt asked, shrilly.

"Baby, please, I sing every day," Blaine said. "I wrote that song. I know it like the back of… your back." Kurt turned pink.

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It has been 40…no, 56 days since my last confession. Firstly, last week I couldn't bring myself to come to mass, I thought my sin too great. I… I had relations with another man, one of my best friends. It was not the first time. I hope it will be the last. He already has another man in his life, I was just extra. I regret that I fell for the act – that I… I laid with him as I would my future wife. Tears fell down Hunter's face as he sat in the confessional.

My child, the priest replied, the Heavenly Father loves and accepts everyone for who they are. There is nothing to be upset about.

Well, I did steal another man's boyfriend, Hunter retorted, annoyed that this priest seemed to think God was gay-friendly, since his priest back home definitely didn't.

Did you give him back?

Yes.

The Lord is proud of you for doing the right thing. Say five Hail Mary's and Our Father. Go in sin no more. I absolve there. In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Thank you, Father.

And Son?

Yes?

Never forget that you're not alone.

Hunter crossed himself and left the confessional, rolling his eyes. He couldn't wait until he was back home. This priest was getting on his nerves.

"Nicky?" Jeff asked.

"Yes, dear?" Nick replied.

"We have to talk about colleges some time," Jeff said. "It's getting close to the cutoff for decisions."

"Did you get all your letters?" Nick asked.

"Yeah," Jeff sighed.

"And?"

"I got into the dance school in Chicago," Jeff said. "Other than that, just University of Michigan, and Northwestern."

"Chicago it is," Nick said.

"Nicky," Jeff said.

"What?"

"We're not doing that," Jeff said.

"I know it would be hard to go to different schools, but we'll get an apartment together," Nick said.

"With what kind of money?" Jeff asked. "Apartments in downtown Chicago have got to cost more than an arm and a leg. Are you independently wealthy?"

"Well, no, but I–" Nick began.

"My parents have spent just about every dollar they have to send me to school here," Jeff said. "They want to send me to the best dance schools in the country, but they can't, I know they can't afford it. You're here on scholarship, Nicky. You have almost a full ride to any college you want to go to. I'm not going to dance school."

"You have to go to dance school," Nick insisted.

"No," Jeff said. "I'm going to Michigan."

"For dance?"

"Yes," Jeff said. "I got a big scholarship, almost all my tuition, as long as I keep my grades up and stay within the arts programs."

"Okay, I'll call there tomorrow and see if I can't get in on rolling admission," Nick said.

"You should go to Harvard," Jeff said. "You're so smart, Nicky, you shouldn't throw away your education just because you think I won't be able to get along without you."

"I want to go where you go because I love you, not because I think you can't get by without me," Nick corrected. "I know you could do just fine on your own. But why would I want you to do just fine when you can do awesome and I can watch?"

"But Harvard–" Jeff protested.

"Would give me an education," Nick finished. "I don't want an education, I want a life. And I want it with you." Jeff's heart started racing, he was sure Nick was going to do it, he was going to propose right now. "I know, we're still in high school, but it's you I want for the rest of my life. So if you're going to Michigan, then so am I. Cuz I love you, okay?"

"Okay," Jeff agreed. That sure didn't sound like a proposal, and Jeff saw no ring.

Why wouldn't he just propose?!

The good news is, Jeff wouldn't have to wait much longer.

A/N: I had a dream where the Warblers did a mashup of Bootylicious and Crazy in Love. It. Was. FANTASTIC. Too bad it was a fucking dream. Did everyone like the chapter? I'm sort of meh about this chapter.

I love you all, leave me reviews, kay?

Samantha.

Next time: Nationals!
Later: Lolwut, you think I've written this yet? I've been working on the sequel. Five chapters down already, ho, and lots of smut, yeah?