Hi there! So I wrote this whole thing today. Oh the things you can do when you get inspiration :) Anyway, I'm in college now! And I try to work on my fanfics in my spare time (which isn't alot right now) so yes, they are all going to slow down a little bit. But I will tell you, this and By The Way I Love You are the ones I'll be working on and updating the most because they seem to be the crowd favorites. But I'm personally in love with Never Alone, as I am with all my other fics, so that one will be getting updated alot as well. The other stories will too, they'll just be a little bit slower. And I'll be writing a fic for Seblaine Week next week! I'm so excited! I already have my first day's entry completed because I am so excited! If you want to know the prompts just check out tumblr. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. It dives into some of Sebastian's past that he hasn't talked about before but it explains some things that you might be wondering about. And there's some angst (i guess you could call it that?) towards the end! So enjoy this chapter! I really liked writing it :)

Chapter 8

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Sebastian is awoken by his alarm blaring way too loud and way too early for his taste. He blindly reaches over and turns it off before turning over his bed and pulling the blankets up over his head. He did not want to get out of bed today. Sebastian wishes he could cocoon himself in his blankets and never have to get up on stage and perform for creepy old men again. This was the first time Sebastian ever thought of his job like that. Well, always as performing but he never really paid mind to the creepy old men. He knew they came with the territory and Sebastian always was professional about them and took their perverted nature kindly, although if he had just met them on the street, Sebastian would knock their teeth out. Sebastian loved being up on that stage performing, singing and dancing along to the songs that he got to pick out. He even liked that he got to do it almost naked every night. The way the men watched him as he took his clothes off and danced around made him feel sexy and gave him confidence. Once Sebastian had seen an article online about what makes strippers like their job. As he read it he saw that it was written by a psychologist that had done case studies on strippers. Most of the 'facts' in there he found meaningless but there was one argument that stayed with him and was stuck into his head. It said that strippers, male or female, like the attention given to them because of their bodies because they were denied it some other time in their life. And as Sebastian had read that he remembered a specific time in his life where this was true. It was back when he was sixteen, just shortly before he got kicked out. His dad, the big state attorney that he was, was always having parties at their house which clients, potential clients and co-workers would attend. Normally Sebastian detested these parties for many reasons. One, there was never anyone there his age to mingle with. Two, since no one there was his age, most of the adults avoided him, not wanting to get stuck talking to a 'kid'. And three, if the adults did talk to him it was always about how he needed to straighten out and be a man that his father could be proud of. And not once did Sebastian's father ever argue this or say that he was proud of Sebastian. Sometimes he would actually agree with the accuser. But at this particular party when he was sixteen, there was a new intern at his father's office that came to the party. Sebastian had seen this man before when he'd go to his father's office on the slight occasion that his father had forgotten something at home and needed Sebastian to bring it. The first time Sebastian had seen him was when Sebastian needed some money to fill up his car with gas and stopped by his father's office so he could get some. When Sebastian walked in he saw him sitting at the desk directly in front of the elevators. Sebastian was frozen as he looked over this man. He was beautiful. He had honey colored hair and light brown eyes. He was strong but not too overly muscled. And when he stood he saw that the man was just slightly taller than Sebastian. But that was okay because Sebastian was still a growing boy. Sebastian walked over to his desk as the man stepped away for coffee. He read the man's name tag on the desk. Parker Jones, intern. Parker. What a cute name, Sebastian thought. Parker came back to his desk and gave Sebastian a polite smile. Sebastian smiled, in return easily getting lost in the man's eyes. Sebastian heard his father call his name and was brought out of his daze and walked over to his father telling him the intention with which he came. After that Sebastian found many more excuses to go to his father's office. Just sometimes to say hello, which Sebastian's father found extremely odd. Though Sebastian never talked to Parker, they would share flirty glances and smiles and smirks. Sebastian knew he was gay and that he wanted him. But neither never had an opportunity to make their move because of Sebastian's father. Parker couldn't go after his boss's son. And Sebastian couldn't 'show his gay' in front of his father. So when Sebastian found out that his father was having another party at their house, Sebastian was actually excited for the first time. He wore his best attire, his black suit with silk tie. He knew he looked good in it and he hoped Parker would think the same. The party started and all of the guests started to arrive. Sebastian politely greeted them all as he always searched out the window for the next car to show up, hoping it was Parker. And then he finally came. Looking gorgeous in his suit. Sebastian smiled at him as he walked in the house and finally spoke his first words to him.

"Hello there, how nice of you to come," Sebastian said with a sly smirk playing across his lips. Parker smiled at Sebastian.

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world," Parker said with a matching expression on his face. Sebastian smiled and greeted the rest of the arriving guests. Once everyone had arrived and Sebastian didn't have to be on greeting duty anymore, he went straight for the refreshment table, grabbing two glasses of champagne and making his way over to Parker. Sebastian handed him a glass and the two drank in silence for a few minutes.

"Are you enjoying the party?" Sebastian asked.

"It's very loud in here. Is there perhaps a bathroom I could use in a quieter part of the house? Maybe upstairs?" Parker asked quietly, giving Sebastian a smirk. Sebastian instantly grabbed Parker's hand and led him to his bedroom.

"There's a bathroom in here if you really want one," Sebastian said, closing his door and going over to sit on his bed.

"Suddenly, I don't think I have to go anymore," Parker said, straddling Sebastian's lap and then began kissing him. Sebastian kissed back instantly, wrapping his arms around Parker's waist. Parker pushed them down so they were lying down. Jackets were pulled off, ties thrown across the room and then Parker went for Sebastian's shirt. He popped open the buttons and stared down at Sebastian's chest. Sebastian threw his head back, expecting Parker to begin rubbing his hands over his chest. Instead, Sebastian felt nothing but heard a laugh. Sebastian's head snapped up as he looked up at Parker. What could possibly be funny?

"What?" Sebastian asked.

"Oh, it's just, I thought you had abs. And you clearly don't," Parker said, gesturing down to Sebastian's stomach which, although not fat by any means, was not muscular.

"Well when your father ships you to a prep school that doesn't have a gym, it's hard to work out. Especially with the work amount load," Sebastian shot back.

"Wait, prep school? How old are you?" Parker asked, getting off of Sebastian.

"I'm sixteen. How old are you?" Sebastian asked back.

"I'm twenty-five. Wow, sixteen… I thought you were twenty-one at least. Yeah, I'm not doing this. If you had more muscle, maybe but no. Sorry," Parker said as he picked up his ties, putting it back on and shrugging on his jacket.

"What the hell?" Sebastian shouted as he followed Parker out into the hallway outside his room. As they both walked into the hallway they came face to face with Sebastian's father as he was showing once of his client's around the house. Sebastian shirtless and messed up hair as Parker's clothes were all wrinkled and his hair disheveled as well. Sebastian instantly knew what would happen. His father caught him 'being gay' and that wasn't allowed in his house.

"Sebastian Smythe. Pack your bags and get out of my house. Parker Jones, don't bother showing up for work on Monday. We will have already found someone to replace you," are the last words Sebastian ever heard his father say. Sebastian went back to his room and gathered his things, slipping out the back door, trying to avoid all the party guests, knowing there would be speculation of him if any of them saw him. So that part of the article made sense to Sebastian. That's why he loved to be admired for his body, because Parker had rejected it. But right now Sebastian didn't want to get out of his bed, let alone dance. So he stuck his hand out of the blankets and grabbed his phone. He dialed Marty.

"Hey Sebastian, what's up?" Marty's voice answered.

"I'm calling in sick again today. I still don't feel well," Sebastian told him. Marty felt his heart drop. Whatever was eating him was still bothering him.

"Yeah, of course kid. You get some rest," Marty said.

"Will do. Bye," Sebastian said before hanging up and pulling the blankets back over his head. This is exactly how Sebastian planned to spend the rest of his Monday.

Blaine awoke to Kurt singing in the shower and immediately pulled the pillow up over his head. He did not want to get up. He did not want to go to class. He did not want to tell Kurt that they had to postpone the wedding. But these were all things that he had to do today. Kurt opened the door to their bedroom from the adjoining bathroom. He leaned against the door frame, his towel hanging loosely around his waist.

"Blaine, you have to get up," Kurt reminded him. Blaine groaned in response. He poked his out from underneath the pillow and looked at Kurt. Normally when he saw Kurt like this, right out of the shower, he would be all over him and trying to get him to fool around before class. But Kurt always refused. He said that if they did it once they would get do it again and then they would never get to class. So when Blaine didn't even make a remark about how Kurt wasn't dressed, Kurt knew something was up.

"Hey, you okay?" Kurt asked, going over to sit on the bed next to Blaine. "Are you still tired from your trip? You could just skip your first class and come later."

"No, that's not it," Blaine said, rolling over so he could lie on his back and look up at Kurt.

"Then what is it, sweetheart?" Kurt asked, brushing some of Blaine's curls off of his forehead.

"I need to talk to you about something important," Blaine said.

"Well, I don't know if we have time for something important before class. Can it wait? Just a few hours?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah, I guess so," Blaine said with a nod. Kurt kissed Blaine's forehead.

"Okay. Now let's get up sleepy head!" Kurt said with a smile, getting off of the bed. Blaine nodded and pulled the blankets off of him and rolled out of bed. Kurt gathered his clothes and began to get changed as Blaine made his way into the bathroom. He turned the shower on cold and jumped in, hoping the cold water would wake him up. It did the trick and then Blaine was out of the shower quickly. He dried off and got dressed to find Kurt in the kitchen, making coffee for the two of them.

"Hungry, babe?" Kurt asked, pouring the coffee into their thermoses.

"Yeah, but I'll just grab a banana for the ride," Blaine said, picking a banana off of the bunch they had on the counter.

"Okay, ready to go?" Kurt asks, handing Blaine his thermos. Blaine takes it and nods.

"Yeah, I'm good," he says as they head out the door and down to the street to catch the bus. Blaine's thankful he has a few more hours to think about how he should bring this up to Kurt. Kurt's going on about what he, the girls and Finn did over the weekend while Blaine was away but Blaine was only half-listening. He was so skilled at this by now that he just automatically nodded at the appropriate times as his mind wandered elsewhere. They arrived on campus and parted ways as they had different classes this day.

Blaine thought the day went by way too fast as well as painfully slow by the time he had rejoined Kurt as four, as his final class for the day ended. Kurt's ended at 3:30 so Kurt always just waited for Blaine by the fountain on the central part of the campus. Kurt took Blaine's hand, loving to hold hands in public now that no one would judge them. One of the many amazing things of New York Blaine had always said. He was proud to show his fiancé off to the world. All too quickly for Blaine's liking, they were back in the apartment and sitting down to relax for a little while.

"So what important thing did you have to discuss with me?" Kurt asked, snuggling up to Blaine on the couch. Blaine swallowed thickly and turned on the couch to face Kurt.

"Okay, well… W-We need to postpone the wedding," Blaine finally says after a moment of awkward silence where both Blaine and Kurt thought he had forgotten how to speak completely. Kurt looked at Blaine with a mixture of confusion, hurt and sadness.

"W-What? Why? I mean, we were all set for the sixteenth…" Kurt said, tears beginning to flood his eyes.

"I know, I know sweetie. But I was talking to Nick and Jeff and they've been in the process of adoption. And the day that it's mandatory that they sign the papers or go to a meeting or something like that, is the sixteenth. And I don't want to have the wedding without them. And I know you won't either," Blaine said calmly, thanking himself for taking so many acting classes and not listening to Cooper's acting tips and advice.

"Oh, okay… Yeah, I want them to be there also. They're our best friends. But wait, what exactly are they doing on the sixteenth?" Kurt asked.

"Oh, um, I'm not exactly sure what it is, Nick explained it to me. But I know that it's mandatory for them if they want to get the baby," Blaine came up with on the spot.

"Aww, them as dads! That's so cute! Is it a boy or is it a girl?" Kurt asked excitedly.

"Oh you know, I didn't even ask them. Maybe you could call them later and ask," Blaine says, absolutely hating to be lying to Kurt like this.

"I think I will. I'd love to talk about it with them. Maybe I can help design the nursery?" Kurt said with a smile.

"That'd be great," Blaine replied with a smile.

"Okay, so do you want to call of the guests and I'll call all the places we made arrangements at?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah, that sounds good. But you're going to have to go first so I know when to tell all the guests it's actually going to take place," Blaine said.

"Sounds good! I'll get on that right now," Kurt said, getting off of the couch and grabbing the laptop so he could look up the number for the venue, the caterer, etc. Blaine leaned back on the couch, happy that Kurt didn't seem suspicious and he was alright with changing the date. Blaine closed his eyes, still pretty exhausted from the trip. But as soon as he closed them, he only saw one man behind his closed lids.

At about six o'clock Sebastian's stomach was rumbling furiously. He hadn't eaten all day, or even gotten out of bed for that matter. He had to pee so badly and was starving but he was too depressed to function. Finally, he had had enough. He threw the blankets off himself, got out of bed and grabbed his laptop. He went to an airline website and bought one ticket for a flight to New York, six o'clock the next morning. Sebastian smiled to himself. He would walk around NYU all day long just to catch a glimpse of the beautiful brunette. He could text him, but Sebastian wanted to see the surprised look on his face when he finally saw Sebastian again. Just thinking about it made Sebastian smile. He called Marty that he was taking his first vacation time ever and that he would be back in a week. Marty wished him good luck and to have a safe trip. Once that was taken care of, Sebastian really needed to pee. So he got up and went. As he walked past a mirror he cringed at the sight of himself. He jumped in the shower, needing to look all nice and clean when he saw Blaine again. Sebastian knew in the back of his mind that he'd end up seeing Kurt as well and wanting to rip his eyes out due to jealousy. But, he didn't really care. As long as he was with Blaine, Sebastian thought he could handle anything. Once he got out of the shower he walked down to his kitchen to get something to eat. Sebastian was hungrier than he thought. He ate almost everything he could find in his kitchen. Well, since he was going away for a week anyway it was good to get rid of all the food so it wouldn't go bad. Sebastian cleaned up after himself and then went into his room to pack. He picked out only his best clothes, including a few sexy outfits he knew Blaine would enjoy. Sebastian smiled, happy with himself for deciding to do this. Why torture himself and stay in Ohio where the only thing he had was his job? He should go to New York where, for the first time in a long, long time, had a chance for happiness.

Blaine had finished making dinner and set the small table for Kurt and himself. He called Kurt in and they both sat down to eat.

"So, I called all the places that I needed to and it's your turn to call the guests," Kurt told his fiancé.

"Okay. What's the new date?" Blaine asked, looking up at Kurt. Kurt smiled wide.

"May 25th," Kurt said happily.

"May 25th? Kurt, today's the 17th. That's a week from tomorrow," Blaine said, dumbfounded, feeling his pulse begin to race and his forehead and palms begin to sweat.

"I know!" Kurt announced excitedly. "They had an earlier date so I took it!"

"B-But what if everyone can't make it on such short notice?" Blaine asked, desperately needing this date to be moved as well.

"Well anyone who is important enough to us will make it because they love us!" Kurt said, returning to his meal. Blaine could only stare. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak. This was awful.

Blaine was getting married in one week. And he wasn't even sure if it was to the right man.

Dun dun dun! Haha! And the drama builds! I love hearing what you guys have to say about this story, it really makes me smile. And I'm not just saying that to get reviews, I really mean it. I love reading them, knowing people actually read and like this story. So thank you guys very much for that! Look for chapter nine soon! :)