Chapter 26: Friends

A/N: So, I haven't written about my favorite character in a while, and I really want to incorporate them more, so there's a change to the story in this chapter. I usually try to more or less stay within the actual story, but I like to switch things up here and there. Enjoy!

I should have known that Sebastian wouldn't be there in the morning, but I half expected that when I reached over to hug him he might be just there. But no, friends don't have to stay the night and wake up with you. They could come and go whenever they wanted. Friends. What does that even mean?

As much as every fiber in my body told me to stay in bed, I knew that I had to do something productive with my life. I got up and quickly showered and changed before making my way downstairs to start making breakfast.

I was surprised when I saw a tall, lean, gorgeous man sprawled out on the couch. Sebastian! I walked over him and bent down so that I was at eye level with his face. I chuckled when I heard him murmur my name. He looked adorable sleeping, his hair down and bangs slightly covering his eyes. I pushed his bangs aside, wanting to take in all his beauty. Wanting to take in all his peaceful blissfulness. He mumbled something as he readjust himself, his arm and leg hanging off the couch that was too short for him. He looked beautiful like this. Cute.

"Stop staring at me." Sebastian mumbled, stretching out his limbs and yawning.

"What're you doing down here?" I asked, wanting more than anything to lean down and kiss him, but, we're just friends.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are the most restless sleeper in the entire world? Well, not that I would know, I haven't actually fallen asleep with many guys. But you, by far, are the worst sleeping buddy ever." He said sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"What! That's not true, this isn't the first time we've slept together." I said standing up and furrowing my eyebrows and crossing my arms. Since when was I bad sleeping…buddy?

"Yeah, well usually you're arms are around mine or mine are around yours." He said before yawning again and standing up. "No one's told you, I'm assuming, because you haven't slept with many guys."

Well, I hadn't….but still. "Shut up."

"You know you called me your anchor in your sleep?" I couldn't help but turn slightly red. I remember referring to Kurt as my anchor when I was talking to Finn. That's kind of embarrassing. Sebastian chuckled before starting to walk upstairs.

"Friends usually ask to use their friend's bathrooms, just to be polite and stuff, just so you know." I said trailing behind him.

"The one thing I'm worse at than being a boyfriend is being a friend." He said turning around on the stairs and winking at me. "At least when we were dating I had an idea of what to say or do to make you happy and be all boyfriendy, but now that you're my friend, I don't know what I can and can't say or do. I don't have many friends you know."

"That's not true. You have Nick, Jeff, the Warblers, Hunter…"

"Nick and Jeff are more like acquaintances, the Warblers are my teammates, and Hunter is just my convenient sex buddy." I could tell that my face must have looked a little hurt. He could sleep with whomever he wanted. I shouldn't care. "What? I thought friends talk about these things?"

"Yeah…uh, they do. I'll start breakfast while you shower. Hurry up, I'm making pancakes." I said smiling and turning around to head towards the kitchen.

"Blaine…" Sebastian called out.

"Yeah?" I said turning around to look at him.

"I…I uh. I don't eat burnt pancakes so don't mess them up." Hesitation. I could feel it, he wanted to say something else. Say it Sebastian! Why did he never say exactly what he wanted to?

"Well then you're not eating cause burnt pancakes are my favorite." I said laughing and making my way back towards the kitchen.

I had a stack of pancakes and was pulling out the syrup and juice when Sebastian walked into the kitchen and sat down. "This is weird." He said.

"What is?" I asked, placing two pancakes on his plate and handing him a glass.

"Do friends make friends food?" Sebastian actually looked as if he had no clue.

"I mean, on occasion I guess." I said sitting down.

"What's the occasion?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Shut up. If you don't want to eat then don't. More for me." I said, stuffing my face with food.

Sebastian laughed at how pouty I was. "I don't think I've ever seen you eat like that." He said, elegantly cutting his pancake with a knife and fork.

"What can I say, I don't have to impress you anymore. So, get used to it." I said before taking another mouthful of pancake.

"I hope you choke." He said chuckling.

"What the hell? Why…?" That's not something you say to friends.

"That way I would have to perform CPR and my lips would be on yours." He said winking at me.

"I'm pretty sure choking calls for the Heimlich. Nice try though." I said turning slightly red.

"Oh this is going to be fun." He said laughing

"What is?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Teasing you. Making you want me until you crack."

"I think you don't know me very well. I pride myself in self-control."

"I'll make you a deal. If I crack before you do, I will do anything and everything you say for one day. But if you break first, you're my slave for a day." Sebastian extended his hand to shake on it.

"You're on. May the best man win." I said gripping his hand.

Sebastian stood up with his plate and was walking to the sink but stopped right next to me. He leaned down so that his lips were millimeters from my ear. "I plan on it." He whispered, his voice so seductive that it sent a shiver down my spine. I felt his lips lightly touch me as he curved his lips into a smile. Not fair.

"That's cheating."

"All's fair in love and war." Sebastian smirked and lightly ran his fingers up my arm before making his way over to wash the dishes. Something told me that I wasn't going to win this one.

Sebastian hadn't texted me in four days. Why was he ignoring me? No. He wasn't ignoring me. Right? Friends don't have to text everyday. That's why. Because we were friends. I hated that word. Friends.

"Are you coming tonight?" Britt asked me putting her head on my shoulder as we walked towards the choir room.

"Where?" I asked as I rummaged through my satchel searching for some sheet music I wanted to give to Mr. Schuester and Finn. I wanted to try out a song for Nationals.

"To see a movie with Sebastian, Santana, and I!" Sebastian and Britt were going to see a movie? And since when was Santana in town?

"Yup, that's right. Santana has made her triumphant return to McKinley!" Santana said as if she was answering the mental question I made myself. Santana ran up to me and pulled me in for a hug before turning to Britt and kissing her.

"Santana! What're you doing here?" I said. I was really happy to see her; it had been months since I last saw her.

"Well, I'm moving to New York at the end of the academic year, so I decided why not get the hell out of Louisville and move back and actually whip you losers into a team."

"Take a seat guys." Mr. Schuester said walking into the choir room. Santana stood next to Finn as Britt and I sat down. "As you can see, we have with us Ms. Santana Lopez, one of the graduated powerhouses of last ye-"

"Mr. Schue, I've met the new kids before. I came back with the rest of the graduates to help them with sectionals." She said crossing her arms and smiling.

"Oh…Okay, well-" Mr. Schue started before being interrupted again by Santana. Mr. Schue rolled his eyes but sat down on his stool. It was pretty cool seeing Finn and Santana run the glee club.

Santana was talking to us about how things were about to change, and how a fierce, female leader is exactly what the New Directions needed. There was something about Santana that I loved, despite her sassiness, which in reality was actually really funny. That is of course unless it was directed towards you.

"Now, girls. You know what it's like to have to wait to see if a guy will ask you out to prom right?" All the girls hollered, and even Artie joined in by yelling 'preach'. "Well, I thought of a way for you all to feel empowered. A Sadie Hawkins dance." The girls stood up and clapped, while the guys just looked at each other and groaned. I could feel myself tense up as worry washed over me. Santana looked at me when she saw my expression. It hit me that the only person who knew about the jocks who beat my friend and I after a Sadie Hawkins dance at my old school was Kurt. It wasn't a memory that I wanted to relive.

"You'd still have to run this by Principal Figgins, Santana. As great as the idea sounds, you need to get his approval first." Mr. Schuester said.

"Don't worry about Ol' figgy. I'll handle him." And I knew she would. Santana was good at getting her way.

"So why don't we use this week to prepare songs for the dance?" Finn said, to which everyone agreed.

When the meeting was over, I was walking down the hall making my way to my car when Santana and Britt came up behind me, placing their arms in between mine. "Hi ladies." I said smiling at both of them.

"What do you say you treat us to some coffee at the Lima Bean, and we make out in front of you." Santana said laughing.

"Can't say that's really what I'm into, but why not." I said rolling my eyes.

We arrived at the Lima Bean, and surprisingly didn't run into anyone we knew. "So, how have you been? How are you and Sebastian?" Santana asked taking a sip from her mocha.

Looks like Britt didn't mention anything to her. "We…we're not together."

Santana furrowed her eyebrow. "What do you mean? What happened?" She asked, the sincerity of her questions evident. They were my best friends. I knew I could tell them everything, not that Britt didn't already know. When I had finished filling Santana in on everything she had missed, she looked at me like I was an idiot.

"Is he stupid? Who cares what his dad says? He can do whatever he wants. He loves you, that much I'm sure of." She said, pulling out her phone.

"What're you doing?" Britt asked as Santana was furiously typing away at her phone.

"Texting that twink." She said, not looking up from her phone. She smirked, probably happy with what she was typing.

"Santana, please don't! We're friends now."

"Friends? What does that even mean?" She said glaring at me. Precisely how I felt. What did that mean for us? Normally, being friends would be easy to understand, but not with Sebastian and I. I opened my mouth to try my best to explain it, but wasn't given the chance. "No, you two are way too hormonal and in love to be friends. One of you is going to snap."

"Oh we know." I said shrugging my shoulders. I felt like a masochist; I was only hurting myself. But something about it was addictive. Sebastian was addictive. His touch, his kiss, his voice, his body on mine, him telling me he loved, his fingers in between mine, his smile, his eyes, the way he made me feel.

"Please tell me you aren't day dreaming about him right now." She said with a disgusted look.

"What? No! Why would you think that?" I said turning red.

"Well, you just sighed and had this goofy look on your face. Guess Brittany, Sam, and Tina weren't kidding about you and you're lovey dovey relationship with Sebastian." She said laughing. I took a sip of coffee hoping that it would give me a second to find an excuse.

"So are you coming to the movies tonight? You never answered me before!" Britt asked with a blank look on her face.

"I wasn't invited." I said looking down at the table.

"What do you mean you weren't invited? I told him to invite you!"

"Looks like the message wasn't passed on." I said as Britt brought out her phone and started texting away as well.

"Well, I'm going to get myself a biscotti then." I said standing up and walking away. I didn't really understand why Sebastian hadn't invited me, but truth is I was probably over thinking it and I would only stress myself out. Sebastian didn't have to invite me anywhere. If he wanted to go with just Britt and Santana, that would be fine. I'm not his boyfriend. It was kind of hard to remember that we weren't actually dating, so I had to constantly remind myself that we weren't together.

So, I'm glad to know that Santana and Brittany hate me because of you. –Sebastian

I didn't tell them to text you. Santana was curious why we weren't together and Britt brought up going to a movie and how you didn't invite me. –Blaine

I'm kidding Blaine. And I did invite you, didn't I? –Sebastian

No. –Blaine

Want to go watch a movie tonight with us? –Sebastian

No. –Blaine

I'll take that as a yes. –Sebastian

"Let's go." Santana said grabbing my hand and pulling me with her.

"I don't want to go to the movie." I said getting in the backseat of her car. I didn't have a choice; we had already dropped off my car at my house. I was literally a hostage.

"Don't care. I'm sitting you and Sebastian down and putting you two in your place. Auntie Snix just arrived on the bitch town express." She said pulling out of Lima bean.

"Why do you care? Not to be mean, but I just don't get what your angle is." I asked looking out the window.

"If you tell anyone, I will deny it. But I care about Sebastian. Of course, I love you too, but Sebastian is like my brother from another mother. We're a lot alike him and I." Had they actually kept in touch since Santana had left?

When we arrived at Sebastian's house, I couldn't help but be thankful that they were there. It was always a little awkward when Sebastian and I hung out by ourselves. I knocked on the door, hoping that maybe nobody was home and I didn't have to be in an awkward situation again.

"Hello, how may I help you?" Maria said opening the door. "Oh, Blaine! It's so good to see you again!" She said pulling me into a hug.

"Maria! It's been too long, how have you been! These are our friends Brittany and Santana." I said pointing to them.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both. Are you all here to see Sebastian?"

"Yes we are. Where is the little bitch?" Santana said walking by us and making her way inside.

"Sorry. She's…passionate." Brittany said smiling at Maria when she looked at Santana as if she was crazy.

"It's quite alright. He's out back in the gazebo. I'll be right out with drinks and some snacks for you." Of course Sebastian had a gazebo.

"Thank you Maria." I said as we walked inside and out the back door. Sebastian was lying on the grass out back with his headphones on, sprawled out soaking in the sun. It looked like he was sleeping.

"Sebby!" Britt said jumping on top of him and hugging him tightly. Sebastian jumped slightly when Britt had surprised, but quickly composing himself and pulling out his headphones before hugging her.

"Hey Britt!" He said letting go and standing up. "Satan!" Sebastian said hugging Santana and twirling her around. Since when had these three been this close?

"Hey there killer." Sebastian said pulling me into a kiss. Sebastian pulled away, both of us turning a bright shade of red. "Sorry, old habits die hard." He said smiling and scratching his head. Looks like the kiss was just as much as a surprise to him as it was to me. It was like second nature to us; to just kiss whenever we were with each other.

"H-hey." I said, a nervous smile on my lips. Brittany grabbed Sebastian's hand and was pulling him to the gazebo as Santana and I trailed behind them. Just then, Maria was come out with some snacks and lemonade.

"Thank you Maria." Sebastian said taking the platter from her. "You're free to go." He said smiling.

"Oh no Sebastian, I still have the dishes and the laundry to do. Have you decided yet what you want for dinner?"

"It's okay, really. We'll be eating out tonight, so you don't have to stay. Santana will take care of the dishes and the laundry. Go home to your family, I'm sure they miss you." Santana made a disgusted face and put up her hand, clearly not agreeing with what Sebastian had said she would do. Sebastian pulled Maria in for a hug before handing her what looked like money. This was so out of character of him, but it was a really nice change. He had finally learned that the help weren't people that you could just get rid of at whim. They were human. They deserved respect.

Maria's eyes grew wide. "Mr. Smythe, I can't accept this."

"Maria. What did I say about calling me by my father's title? Sebastian or Bas, your choice. And please, take it. Treat yourself to something nice, or buy your kids some nice presents."

Maria smiled before bowing and walking away. She was clearly taken aback just as much as I was with how Sebastian was behaving.

"So, wha-" Sebastian started turning back around to look at us.

"Sit down." Santana said, standing up and crossing her arms. "Talk to Auntie Tana." She said with a smile and sitting down next to Sebastian. All of a sudden, her face turned serious. "What is this bull shit that you and Blaine are just friends?"She said, smacking Sebastian in the arm.

"Well, I'm sure Blaine told you that I'm leaving to London at the end of the academic year?"

"Which is completely absurd Bas. You're free to choose what you want. You don't need anything from your dad. Come to New York with us. We can all help you get used to the poor people life." Santana said smirking. I felt like I had already heard these words come out of my mouth before. She was just wasting her breath.

"You don't understand Santana. I have no choice. What's the point in being together for a few more month's when we're going to break up anyways?"

"Yet you chose to remain friends? Do you think that'll make anything easier? You'll still end up with the same heartache that you would feel if you guys were still together. You're torturing yourselves. The only thing that's different is you won't spend as much time together and you gave up sex. Unless, that's something you guys still do." Santana said with a smirk on her lips. Everything she said made sense, but…

"So, what? You're saying we shouldn't be friends either?" Sebastian said crossing his arms. This is the part where Sebastian get's defensive and starts raising his voice, not wanting to back down.

"No. What I'm saying is you grow a pair, stick up to your father, tell him what you want, and then make it happen. It's that easy, you two are just being dramatic."

"Santana, please, can we just drop this?" I said, really not wanting to talk about this anymore. Friends. I could live with that.

"Fine. But just know that I am totally rubbing it in your faces when you two get back together. I'm already mentally preparing my speech. It'll start off with a big, fat, 'I told you so.' And then-"

"Okay. We get it." Sebastian said rolling his eyes. This was going to be a long night. "So what movie are we watching?"

"Something unicorn." Britt said. Sebastian raised an eyebrow, confused as to what she was talking about.

Santana and I laughed, remembering last years debacle with Kurt and Brittany and their campaign's for presidency. "I don't get it." Sebastian said. "Those don't exist."

"Well, clearly all you've seen is horses then." Britt said, fully ready to defend her statement. "Those aren't as special. They've lost their horn." Sebastian furrowed his eyebrows but shook his head, not really willing to delve that deep into the imagination of Brittany S. Pierce.

"Did you know that Brittany started a rumor that Kurt's face was used as a template for Hasbro's successful line of My Little Ponies?" I wasn't really sure why I brought that up; maybe it was to hear Sebastian's laugh. The laugh that I loved.

And I was right, he busted out laughing, holding his stomach, literally at the point of tears. "That is too funny! I knew I loved you." Sebastian said putting his arm around Britt's shoulder.

"It wasn't a rumor Blaine. It's based on fact." Britt was convinced, and nothing we said or did would change her mind.

"Alright, let's get going. I'm starving." Santana said standing up and grabbing Brittany's hand. Sebastian and I stood up and walked behind them. We walked close enough that our hands would occasionally touch, causing Sebastian to smirk, pretending he didn't do it on purpose. Sebastian was up to his sneaky ways again. This would be a really long night.