A/N: Thank you again for all the reviews and alerts, you guys are awesome. A big thank you to the lovely Jules for betaing this chapter for me. I'm sorry for all the typos and errors in past chapters, my eyes tend to glaze over halfway through spell checking, so I finally decided to get some help and couldn't have asked for a better person to help me 3 ... I hope you all enjoy this chapter. If you get the chance, please review I love hearing from you guys :) Enjoy...

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Of meerkats and moving forward.

Chapter 11

"Hey Dave, I'm just gonna pick up some food, okay? You need to eat something. I'll be back in a minute." Sebastian's voice shook Dave from his reverie. He couldn't remember Seb even ordering food. He nodded his head once, to show he had heard, and watched as Seb stepped out of the car. Apparently pizza was on the menu tonight. Unfortunately, Dave had lost his appetite.

Dave grabbed the boxes off Seb as the other boy jumped back into the car a few minutes later. They drove back to Dave's in silence, the tension in the car thick but Dave was almost to numb too notice by this point.

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Arriving at Dave's house, the boys got out of the car, Seb grabbing the pizzas as Dave stood on his feet shakily.

"You okay Dave?" Seb asked worriedly. Dave just shook his head before heading to his front door.

Paul Karofsky flung open the door, fear and worry painted over his face. "Dave where have you been? I've tried calling... I told you to check in!" He stated, before Dave threw himself at his dad, crying into his chest.

"E-everyone knows dad. They all kn-know." Dave cried. Seb almost dropped the boxes out of shock, before putting them on a nearby table.

"Know what David? What happened?" Paul held his son tightly, rubbing his back comfortingly.

"PROM!" Dave's shout came out muffled, with his face buried in his dad's chest. "They know about prom." Dave's broken sobs caused a physical pain to rush through Sebastian's chest. He wasn't sure what to do in this situation, but felt like he was intruding on something he was never meant to see.

"Come on son, come on. Let's go sit down okay." He watched as Paul guided Dave into the living room, sitting beside him on the love seat, one arm around him still rubbing his back.

Sebastian stood awkwardly in the front entrance of the Karofsky residence. What should he do? Leave? But he couldn't stand the thought of leaving Dave in this state. He could hear Dave trying and failing to stop his crying and Paul Karofsky's muffled voice, though he couldn't make out the words.

Eventually as Dave's tears quieted, Sebastian heard his dad call out. "Umm, Sebastian is it? I hear you guys got some pizza on the way home. You boys are welcome to eat down here and watch the game with me if you're interested."

Sebastian, happy with something to do, grabbed the now cool pizzas and brought them into the living room. Placing them on the coffee table, Sebastian awkwardly cleared his throat before seating himself in one of the armchairs.

"Come on buddy. You need to eat something. It'll make you feel better." Paul urged his son quietly.

Seb jumped up, heading towards the kitchen where he grabbed a couple of plates, bringing them back to the lounge. Setting out a few pieces on them, he handed two plates to Paul, who gave Dave no choice but to take one.

"How's your hand kiddo? You want some ice for that?" Paul gestured to Seb's right hand, where the knuckles were red and scuffed. Sebastian shook his head. He'd barely touched the guy, his hand was fine.

"No thanks , I'm fine." Seb's smile came out more of a grimace. Paul nodded his head before flipping on the game, Dave finally looking up and over at Seb, his red, puffy eyes trained on his hand. Sebastian flexed his hand and smiled at Dave, who shot him a brittle smile back before turning to the tv to watch the game.

The pizza just wouldn't settle in his stomach that night. His stomach felt twisted. His well planned date with Dave had failed. And Dave had ended the night in tears. Sebastian dropped his head in his hands, he just couldn't get anything right.

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After the game the boys headed up to Dave's room somberly, a heavy weight settling itself in Dave's gut. He knew he had some explaining to do, Seb deserved an explanation, but he'd never planned on telling him so soon. And never in these circumstances.

He sat himself on the edge of his bed, rubbing his hands tiredly down his face. Where to start? He felt Seb sit down next to him, the boy's hand warm on his thigh. Dave looked over at him with what was supposed to be a smile.

"So... You know all about last year. With me bullying Kurt and everything." It wasn't a question, but Seb nodded anyway. "Well, when Santana figured out I was gay, she hatched this big plan to get Brittany by bringing Kurt back or something." Dave shook his head. "So she blackmailed me into the bullywhips group, to stop bullying at school. And I liked it, it made me feel good." Seb rubbed Dave's leg gently, urging him to continue. "Well, everything seemed to be going well. The bullying had stopped at least. I mean my 'friends' had started questioning me alot but no one else was getting harrassed." Dave took a large breathe before continuing. "Then prom happened. I got prom king. I was so happy." Seb smiled. "But then they voted Kurt as queen, and expected me to dance with him." Dave sighed. "He was telling me to come out, "Make a difference" he said. I ran." Dave voice was sounding choked by the end.

"Hey Davey. No one could blame you for running. That's a pretty fucked up situation to be put in." Sebastian tried to reassure him.

"I just left him there." Dave was dangerously close to crying again. "After all the crap I put him through, I just left him there alone. And then I came h-home." By now the tears had begun to fall again, stinging Dave's already swollen eyes. "I j-just couldn't take it anym-more. The lying, the f-fear. I didn't want to be g-gay. I j-just wanted to be n-normal." Dave cried silently, his shoulders heaving with his effort to keep them in. "When I g-got home. I don't know. I just g-gave up. I couldn't face my fr-friends. And I didn't want my d-dad to find out. So I- I took a bottle of p-pills." Dave's crying got louder, the tears streaming down his cheeks matched Sebastian's.

"Y-you tried to k-kill-" Seb whispered, hand over his mouth in shock.

Dave nodded. "My dad fo-found me. Saved me." Dave broke off in sobs. "How could I do that to him? I'm a fucking monster! I didn't deserve to be saved. I didn't want to be saved. And now everyone fucking knows what I did. And my dad still doesn't even know why I d-did it. Still doesn't know I'm g-gay."

Dave was pulled into a strong hug by Sebastian, the smaller boy stroking his hair, whispering comforting words in his ear. "I'm so glad you're still here Davey. No matter what happens now, you won't be alone okay." Dave nodded jerkily against Sebastian's chest.

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Sebastian pulled Dave down on the bed, stretching them out so they were laying, Dave's head on his chest. Seb kept his arms tight around the quaking boy. Dave seemed to have stopped crying but his body still shook, and Seb had no intentions of letting him go.

"I'm sorry about tonight Seb." Dave murmered. "I'm sorry I was a coward."

"Hey, no. Dave I knew you weren't out. I don't expect you to do something you're not ready to do okay. If you're ever uncomfortable, I want you to tell me." Dave nodded against his chest again, clutching at the smaller boy tighter. "I'm really sorry about what happened at the dorm tonight Davey. I shouldn't have pressured you into something you weren't ready for."

Dave shook his head, looking up at Seb with bright, hazel eyes. "No Seb, I wanted to, trust me." The brittle smile he threw Seb broke the other boys heart.

"I wanted to wait, to take things slow and do this right. For once I just wanted to do something right. But after the movies, you looked so miserable. I just wanted to show you, there are good things about being gay, enjoyable things. But all I know these days is sex. The one and only relationship I had, turned to shit. I don't know what I'm doing here but I'm trying. And I just wanted you to be happy. I'm so sorry Dave." Seb nuzzled his face into Dave's soft curls. Dave gripped him tighter before looking back up at him.

"It was too soon Seb, I'll admit that. And I want us to wait a while before taking it any further. But I don't regret it, okay?" Sebastian let out the breathe he hadn't realised he'd been holding in. "I'd like to take things a bit slower from now on but... I really like you Seb. I don't regret anything I do with you. And you have nothing to be sorry for." Sebastian pulled Dave down for a slow, tender kiss, relishing the feel of the larger boy in his arms.

"I'm so glad you're still here Dave. I'm glad I found you." Seb smiled up at the other boy.

"You mean harrassed me till I gave in." Dave chuckled. Sebastian narrowed his eyes and swatted at Dave's chest. "I'm glad I found you too Seb." He smiled shyly. Seb pulled him down for another kiss, before settling Dave back down on his chest.

He watched as the larger boy's breathing slowly evened out, running his fingers through Dave's hair and down along his neck and shoulders. When the boy was most certainly in a deep sleep, Sebastian slipped out from underneath him, giving Dave a lingering kiss against his temple before silently leaving the room and heading downstairs. As much as he didn't want to leave Dave tonight, he didn't want to put the boy in an awkward situation with his father either.

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Seb jumped as he came face to face with Paul Karofsky at the bottom of the stairs. "I don't know what's going on with you and my boy, but I know you like him." He stated flatly.

"I ju- we- no-" Sebastian stuttered, shocked at the bold statement.

"I don't need any explanations. I'll wait for him to come to me okay." Seb nodded his head at the serious looking man. "All I know is you make him happy, something as you found out tonight, wasn't always the case. Aslong as my boy's happy, I don't care what you are to him or what you do. So don't hurt him."

Sebastian nodded again. "Sure . I don't intend to ever hurt him."

Paul clapped a large hand on Seb's shoulder. "That's good to hear. It's good to know he's got someone else out there rooting for him, looking out for him." Seb's chest grew tight at that. He hadn't always been good to Dave.

"Anyways, it's late. If you wanna crash in Dave's room that's fine. I'll sleep a little easier knowing you're not going to fall asleep at the wheel." Seb went to protest but Paul threw a hand up, halting the boys next words. "Dave's asleep I'm guessing. I trust you won't take advantage of that." quirked an eyebrow at Seb. Seb chuckled awkwardly, if only he knew. "All the same; no funny business okay?"

Seb nodded rigidly, before the older waved him up the stairs. "Goodnight ." He murmured.

"Goodnight Sebastian." The older man turned back to the living room, leaving Seb to go up to Dave's room alone.

Shuffling back in, he found Dave laid out on his back. Seb removed his pants, socks and shirt, aswell as Dave's, to make the boy more comfortable. Once done he pulled the covers out from under Dave, crawled in beside him, pulling the covers with him, and tucked his head comfortably against Dave's strong, warm chest.

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Enveloped in Dave's scent, curled around his warm body, Sebastian had never felt safer, more secure. He was asleep within minutes. Dave's strong and steady heart beat was the last thing he heard before falling into a dreamless, peaceful sleep.