A/N: Its getting harder to update at the moment. So please be patient with me. I sometimes just can't be bothered walking to the library and I can't update otherwise. I hope you are not losing interest. I promise I not giving up on this story. I just need you all to be patient. At least moving out and having no internet or TV at the moment gives me time to actually get my stories written, right? I don't exactly have excuses anymore. Plus I would just like to say that if you don't like the way I tell people what is going on and the reasons as to why I am not updating then why read the Authors notes? Seriously have a go at me all you like it doesn't bother me. At least the courage not to post as a guest.
Blaine had a horrible feeling about that text. He hated it when Sebastian kept things from him. He always assumed that it was a bad thing. Generally with Sebastian it was. He found himself worrying and picking up his phone every so often, almost convinced that he had heard it ringing, yet to no avail. He hadn't managed to sleep all night just in case Sebastian changed his mind and called him. So the fact that he was now walking around like a living zombie was annoying Santana.
He had realised last night that this was the first time he had ever been into her house and met her family. Something that he found rather strange, it had always been her coming over to his in her car or staying round his for the odd meal. Yet staying over at hers had just never really come up. Something he couldn't really understand why. Her parents seemed nice enough. Had there been something that she was trying to hide from him? From her own best friend Still did that really matter? It certainly didn't now when he himself was pretty much just concerned with what was worrying Sebastian.
What could he possibly have done that was going to make him hate him? Blaine just didn't get it. He failed to see how he could ever hate him or want to leave him. Sure sometimes things he did got him mad at him, yet it would have to be something really extreme to actually make him feel the need to leave him. Now that he had Sebastian he couldn't imagine how his life could work without him It just wouldn't make any sense. It felt to him like everything that he did made no sense at all if Sebastian wasn't around to share the joy and the pain with him. He missed him so much right now. The only thing he really wanted was to have him back in his arms again. He knew that saying he didn't want to go to Paris with him was a bad idea. Yet that couldn't be helped now.
What if he had cheated on him? Found an old flame back in Paris and decided to stay there and be with them instead of him? What if he wasn't the only guy for him anymore? Blaine's head was simply just a jumble of so many thoughts. He had to call him. He just had to. Glancing up at the clock on the wall of Santana's living room he groaned. It only read three O' Clock. Surely Sebastian would still be at the funeral now, right? If he wasn't then the last thing that he would want would be to talk to Blaine over the phone about something that was apparently going to cause problems between them, at least that was the impression Blaine got from the text. He hadn't ever known Sebastian to be sorry about anything. He was generally far from it. So this had to be something big. Something really bad. It just had to be.
Finally the worry and paranoia that something was really wrong with Sebastian got the better of him. Blaine picked up his phone from the side of the sofa and rang Sebastian. His phone must have been switched off because it went straight to his voice mail. "Sebastian, it's Blaine" he said after the beep. "I know you said that you would call me but I am worried sick here. I don't know what to expect and I don't want to lose you. You are not staying in Paris are you? Please don't ring me back to say that. I couldn't bare to hear it. I'd much rather you didn't ring at all and just forgot about me if that was the case. Whatever it is you have done or anything, I can forgive you. I know I can. I trust you. I love you. Just hurry up and call me before I do something stupid like getting a flight to Paris to come and find you and demand answers."
Blaine rose to his feet. There really had to be something around to distract him. If anything he just wanted to be able to get away from life itself at the moment. He slipped his phone into his pocket, just to be sure that he would at least feel the vibration if it rang, if he didn't hear the ringtone. He glanced around him. There wasn't anything on the TV, he had checked that a dozen times already and pretty much knew the schedule of every single channel off by heart, even the ones that Santana couldn't receive on her TV.
Wandering into the kitchen he found the pile of pizza boxes from last night. Plus a few pates and glasses that still hadn't been washed. Gathering the boxes into his arms Blaine carried them outside and dumped them into the correct waste bin, before heading back into the kitchen to get to cleaned up. Running the water of both the hot and cold tap and letting a little run into the sink before squeezing in some washing up liquid. Despite the fact that he really tried to wash each plate as slowly as he could, taking his time, just to keep himself busy, he found that barely half an hour had passed. This was starting to get stupid. Why hadn't Sebastian called him? He really was pushing it now and Blaine couldn't' stop his mind from wandering onto the many reasons that he had thought up for Sebastian to not ring him. He seemed to think up more and more as each second passed. He hadn't even been sure it was possible to have so many reasons and so many thoughts running through his head at one time. It was enough to drive him almost insane.
The minutes simply felt like hours. Blaine had no idea how long he had sat in the kitchen, at the table just waiting for his phone to ring, having found nothing else to do around the house. Damn Santana for keeping everything clean!
Finally it rang and Sebastian's name flashed up on the screen. Within seconds Blaine had snatched it up and answered it.
"Firstly why would I be staying in Paris. Secondly, how the fuck would I ever forget about you and thirdly, I love you too" Sebastian's voice said before Blaine had a chance to say anything. At least he didn't sound drunk, but Blaine could bet anything that was only down to the fact that he hadn't really started drinking yet he was probably still recovering from a hangover that he had gained from the night before.
"I'm sorry" Blaine almost whispered down the phone "I just... I... I got it into my head that you had found an old flame that you wanted to be with more than me. Like him from last night. I want you back here. I miss you so much"
"Stop that. Stop that right now. Otherwise you are going to make me cry and I promised myself that I wouldn't cry today of all days. Now about that thing that I texted you about last night? If you leave me then I promise you one thing I will fight for you. I will return to Ohio and never ever stop trying to win you back. Win back your heart and win back your trust. Do you get that?" Sebastian said.
"Yeah. I get it but you are never going to lose my heart its..."
"Woah! Woah! Woah! Shut up will you. I didn't ask for a story of your heart Blaine. My phone is running pretty low on battery and so if I suddenly disappear in the middle of a sentence then I will ring you back on a mates phone, okay. So if a random number calls answer it, yeah? Now before you start going on I wanted to tell you that I did something last night as you already know. Something that I regret and I can only say that I am sorry for. At the time it seemed like a good idea, maybe that was because I used to have feelings for him or because I was drunk or maybe a mixture of both. I honestly don't know but that guy I was with last night? The one that spoke to you on the phone. Well me and him..." Sebastian couldn't find the words to finish the sentence
"You fucked him, right? I get it. Why?"
"No, that isn't what I am trying to say. Things did happen and yes I cheated n you with him but I didn't have sex with him Blaine. I promise you that. There was kissing, a lot of kissing and touching. But no sex. You have to believe me and you have to trust me. Please!"
"I don't know if I can. I mean I believe you but I can't trust you. As much as I want to. How do I know that you are not going to cheat on me again now you have admitted it. How do I know it is all over between you and that guy? I can't be with you knowing that there is a chance you could be off fucking him whenever we are not together."
"You are just being stupid now. I am not cheating on you. I made a mistake. I don't want to argue over the phone. Are we okay? You and me. Is there still and us?"
"Do you want there to be an us? I get the feeling that you are playing with my heart. I don't know where I stand with you. Every time I think I can trust you you go and do something like this. I don't know how much more of it I can take, Sebastian. Losing you scares the crap out of me. Yet now? I feel like you are slipping away from me and it's all down to a guy that I never met."
"You are not losing me. I can promise you that if nothing else. I love you and I am not leaving you. Ever! Stop worrying that pretty face of yours. I might be miles away from you but heart is with you right now. This isn't really a conversation that can be done over the phone. I am getting the next flight home I have to be with you."
"No, you stay as long as you need to. You said so yourself that you didn't want your mother getting your share of things, even if you don't want it."
"Never mind about that. Leave that to me. I will see you before the night is over hopefully. Love you"
"Love you too, but can I just ask..." Blaine didn't get a chance to finish what he was saying before the line went dead. He could only assume that Sebastian's phone had died. Either that or he had just hung up on him, not wanting to talk over the phone anymore.
Sebastian sighed slightly, slipping the dead mobile into his pocket and heading straight over to Tony, he wasn't really all together sure what that guy was doing at the reception of the funeral, yet it certainly didn't occur to him to mind. At least he knew that he could trust this guy. Sebastian placed a hand upon his shoulder, causing him to jump slightly and turn to look at him with a wide grin upon his face.
"I was wondering when you would come over. About last night I am sorry if you are. But if you are here looking for round two then we can slip off into the toilets or back to your hotel room." Tony beamed at him, downing the last of what was in his glass.
"I was just going to ask two thing. Number one can I borrow your phone for a second and number two I need you to go to the reading of the will and well just be me. I don't care what you do with whatever I am left. Keep it for yourself, give it to charity. I don't want it and I sure as hell don't want my mother getting her hands on it. Can I trust you to do that?"
Tony handed his phone to Sebastian and nodded "Course you can. Really you don't want it? You sure. It could be loads of money. How about I text you and let you know what it is. You might change your mind once you know"
Sebastian hurriedly texted Blaine saying 'Sorry mobile died. See you soon. I will call you from the the Airport and arrange to meet you somewhere, Killer. Love you, Sebastian xxxx'
"I won't be text me if you want. See you, bye."
With those words he simply left, not bothering to say good bye to anyone else. What did he care about them? They probably wouldn't even notice that he had gone, no doubt they were all to drunk to care even if they did. It seemed like his father's death was just an excuse to get totally off their heads drunk.
Practically running down the street to his hotel he gathered up his stuff and hurried back down the stairs, not bothering to wait for the lift. He threw the keys at reception "Room 12, I am am leaving any problems call me" he called as he left and bolted towards the Airport.
At least Blaine knew that he could relax now, well sort of. He still couldn't process in his head that Sebastian had cheated on him. It still hurt. Yet the fact that he was heading home instantly was comforting in itself. He couldn't wait to just be in his arms again. Even if moments after their embrace they would start a conversation that could mean the breaking up of their relationship. He lay himself down on the sofa, it was certainly more comfortable than the kitchen chairs.
He must have fallen asleep and Santana must have come home from her trip out with Brittany's parents, since the next thing that he was aware of was his phone ringing and a blanket draped over him. He rubbed his eyes and reached for his phone not looking at the number as he answered it.
"Hey" he said through a yawn
"Did I wake you? Sorry. I said I would call you from the Airport didn't I?"
Blaine sat bolt upright, something that caused a rather large and painful dose of head rush. "Sebastian!" he said "Yeah you did I think. I don't remember falling asleep."
Sebastian's laugh echoed through the phone line and reached Blaine's ears. "Generally you don't remember falling asleep, no one does. Anyway, reckon you can make it to the Lima Bean in a couple of hours? I should be there by then."
"Can't wait." Blaine yawned again. "What time is it anyway?"
"Ten am, or around about that time."
"Bloody hell! I slept for like thirteen hours then, at least"
"Right nice to know. I will see you soon, Killer. I love you"
"Love you too" Blaine replied to him. Hanging up the phone.
Part of him was glad to be seeing Sebastian again. The other part of him feared what the outcome of it was going to be.
A/N: Hope that was okay. There is going to be a lot of Seblaine angst in the next chapter. I can assure you all of that. Yet what that angst entails I am not going to tell. Review and let me know what you think. Hopefully it won't be as long until the next uploading.