We pulled apart so fast I almost fell to the ground. Standing in the door way was a boy not much taller than Sebastian with tattered jeans, black converses with holes in them, a white shirt like Sebastian's except the sleeves had been ripped off. I knew who it was; there was only one person here with a Mohawk like that. His chocolate brown eyes narrowed in a glare.
"What the fuck do you want Puckerman?" Sebastian hissed for whatever reason he didn't seemed too scared of the male, "Don't you have Berry face to be sucking?"
"Shut your mouth you little shit. If you tell anyone I'll tell Karofsky about your little boyfriend and you might as well pay for the funeral yourself." Puck growled making his way up onto the stage.
"If you do I'm going after Berry and there's nothing you can do about it." Sebastian warned cocking an eyebrow.
Puck flipped the brunet off as he sat down across from us commandeering the Doritos bag.
"Sebastian?" I asked concerned, wasn't this one of the guys I was supposed to be hiding from?
"I kinda lied, you don't have to worry about Puck. I found him taking Rachel Berry on a date so I've got him under blackmail, but since he knows about us it kinda negates my blackmail, but since we're in the same boat he promised never to tell." Sebastian confessed and Puck waved in response.
"I don't blame you Smythe if I was gay I wouldn't be able to resist point Dexter here." Puck said with a mouth full of Doritos as he jabbed a thumb at me.
"I'll kick your ass." Sebastian growled giving Puck one more death glare.
"So this is what you guys call a date? It sucks balls and maybe literally if you guys are ya know doin' that." Puck said with a smirk.
I felt my face heat up and Sebastian just rolled his eyes, readjusting himself from his seat.
"We were this fucking close." Sebastian breathed out his index and finger indicating what he was saying.
"Get some Smythe." Puck cheered with a light smile.
"I would've if his dad hadn't walked in on us." Sebastian explained before adding, "I'm just lucky his dad's nice."
"At least his dad approves of you; Rachel's dads don't want anything to do with me." Puck said looking pissed off as he bit into a chip.
'Rachel?" I asked I only knew about a handful of people in this school. I think Kurt had mentioned her but I had never seen her before let alone talked to her.
"She's the most annoying bitch every." Sebastian groaned rubbing his temples.
"Watch it Smythe, at least I'm not banging blond Double Dee here." Puck hissed gesturing it me.
"At least I don't make obscure 90s cartoon references." Sebastian shot back raising an eyebrow.
"Alright boys that's enough." I said they were acting like teenage girls.
After a while Puck finally got bored of us and left with the Doritos bag still in his hands and Sebastian warned me never to bring food around puck or else I'd never see it again. I actually liked Puck even though he seemed filthier than Sebastian when it came to his mouth and his explicate knowledge of all things related to sex. Still he seemed like a helpful person and Sebastian seemed to get along with him through all the banter. After Puck left it was just me and Sebastian again, however, it was late and my dad would be concerned.
"Do you want to stay over again?" I asked as we made our ways down the stairs.
"I can't tonight." Sebastian said and he refused to elaborate.
"Then can my dad give you a ride home?" I offered, since we rode the same bus he must live relatively close to me.
"Nah I'll walk." Sebastian said putting on his worn leather jacket.
"Are you sure? I'd be quicker for my dad to drop you off." I said still trying to convince him to lean on me a little.
"I'm sure, I need the exercise." Sebastian said throwing his backpack over his shoulder.
Sebastian shot down all of my suggestions and got a little frustrated at my constant insisting and ended up yelling at me. The brunet quickly pressed a kiss to my lips apologizing in a smooth, soft voice. I gave up asking, there were just somethings you couldn't force Sebastian Smythe to do. Sebastian waited for me while my dad to come pick me up. We were in a hidden crook outside the school were we could see the parking lot but no one could see us. Sebastian seemed to be more clingy than usual, his arms securely around my waist, kissing my forehead and my neck tenderly. I almost asked what the matter was but something told me that he wasn't going to tell me just yet.
My dad showed up soon and I had to leave Sebastian behind, he was almost reluctant but he let go anyway. I watched out the back at him until he was nothing but a small black dot. He looked so sad while we drove away and for the rest of the day all I could do was worry about him. My dad was also worried, but I just said I was tired. I didn't know if Sebastian would have wanted me to tell my dad about everything that had happened. I barely ate anything that night and stayed up just staring that the ceiling thinking about everything.
I was startled when there was a knock at my window, I should've known that it was him but I was still surprised when I lifted up my curtains and Sebastian was sitting on the window sill waiting for me to open the window for him. I promptly did so and Sebastian climbed into my room, without any injuries this time. At least I hoped.
"I thought you weren't staying over tonight?" I asked closing the window after I knew he was all the way in.
"I changed my mind." He said his voice sounded cold and unfriendly, he was turned around so I couldn't see his face..
"What's wrong Bas?" I asked, the nickname just rolling off my tongue .
"Nothing, let's just go to bed." Sebastian said in a serious tone, going to crawl under my covers.
"Do you want some dinner? I can reheat the leftovers." I suggested, maybe he was off because he was hungry.
"Just get in the damn bed with me." Sebastian snapped with a slight growl.
"What's wrong with you Sebastian?" I asked, grabbing his shoulder.
He spun around quickly, grabbing my arm, his face being illuminated by the moon. I gasped when I saw it, he had a huge black eye stretching across most of his face, his lip was split open and still bleeding. He looked broken and sad, like a small child.
"Sebastian who did this to you?" I asked, a hand gently tracing the bruise.
"No one." Sebastian said not looking into my eyes.
"Well you couldn't have done this to yourself, now tell me who." I demanded, being assertive for once in my life.
Sebastian stayed silent, still refusing to look at me. Why did he have to be like this? Why did the first person that I ever really like, who ever really like me back have to be so stubborn and wouldn't even let me help him when he was in danger.
"Please Sebastian, I just don't like seeing you get hurt." I pleaded, I could feel tears stinging my eyes, threatening to spill over.
Sebastian saw this and took a deep breath before finally deciding to tell me the truth. His green eyes met mine and I swore that he was looking deep into my soul.
"It was my Dad."