Chapter 5 enjoy :) (it's short I know...)

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Hollywood Girl

Niver

Sebastian thought life so far was good. He was doing well in school, he was rich and good looking was living in New York comfortably. And he had Blaine, even though they weren't together, he was glad he had a friend. He was walking home enjoying his life and the nice day, when he received a call from his father.

"Hello? Dad?"

"Sebastian, thank god you picked up. I've called you around 10 times." Sebastian quickly checked his phone, 12 missed calls from Dad.

"Oh yeah sorry, I was in class, what's up"

"I was so worried about you, I'm glad you're safe though"

"What? Dad I'm confused what are you talking about."

"I got a message saying how they have my son, and they want one million dollars or else they'll kill my son. Must have been a prank or something else I guess."

"Well as you can see I'm perfectly fine and—" then it hit him. Blaine. Dear god no. Please No. Please, please no. Not Blaine, he prayed over and over in his head.

"Sebastian is everything okay?"

"Sorry dad, I'll call back."

Sebastian hailed a cab, and decided that walking was a terrible idea, and his main priority was to get to his loft as soon as he can. He grabbed his phone from his left pocket and dialed Blaine's number and waited anxiously 'Come on Blaine, pick up. Please pick up' he thought. When he finally arrived his building, Sebastian sprinted as fast as he could to his loft, not caring about how he must have looked like a madman to his neighbors. Once he reached his door, he took a deep breath, slowly putting his hand on the knob; hopping that when he opens the door, Blaine will be right there comfortably sitting on the couch drinking his coffee like usual.

Sebastian wanted to cry at the sight of his loft. Everything was a mess; pillows thrown all over, the drapes were hanging, there were broken glass around; and the worst part, there was no Blaine. All Sebastian could think about was Blaine, 'Fuck. Fucking shit. Blaine. Why Blaine?' He'd rather have them take him than Blaine. Not Blaine. Not knowing what to do Sebastian headed towards the FBI bureau.

Jones and Diana were the first to notice Sebastian's arrival. "Boss, that Smythe kid is here again." Diana yelled.

"Sebastian so unlike you to look like such a mess," Sara teased not knowing the situation. She was right though; his eyes were red and puffy from all the tears, and his hair disheveled from his wanting to pull his hair out and running around.

"Sara, I'm not even sure why you're here, you're not part of the bureau," Peter joked "What do you need Mr. Smythe?"

"C—Caffrey…Neal. I need to talk him…" Sebastian said barely audible and muffled by his sniffing.

"Yeah Sebastian? What is it?" asked Cooper as he walked to where everyone was.

"Someone took him…"

All the blood drained from Cooper's face, afraid to ask, not wanting to hear the answer" Who...?" he managed to croak out.

"Blaine…"

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