Blaine's POV

(The same day, after Jeff drops Blaine home from Dalton.)

So, there are officially two things wrong with my life at the moment. First of all, I'm confused out of my mind. Second, my boyfriend isn't responding to my texts. Why the hell isn't he picking up? Doesn't he realize how worried I am? God, I hope his Dad didn't go into a coma again. After pacing across my living room for thirty minutes trying to get a hold of Kurt, I finally give up and plop down onto the couch. Come to think of it, I'm actually kind of glad Kurt isn't picking up. What would I say to him? Would I tell him about Sebastian and me? Not that we're together or anything. It was a definite mistake and it shouldn't have happened. I sure wish it hadn't.

The day before:

Sebastian and I were walking down the hall on the way to the kitchen. I wasn't as oblivious to Sebastian's flirting, as I know Kurt thought, but I guess I liked the attention. As Sebastian closed the kitchen door behind us, I went to get a popcorn packet out of the Orville Redenbacher's box. Just as I put my hand in the box, I felt two arms snake around my waist and a massive head resting on my shoulder.

"Finally alone," Sebastian whispered in my ear, effectively sending chills down my spine.

"Sebastian, stop." I tried to turn in his grasp, but seeing as he was taller and stronger than I am, I couldn't move. "Sebastian, seriously. I'm not interested okay?

"Well, I'd like to think otherwise. You think I didn't notice the way you let me flirt with you ever since I met you, did you?"

"Look, I'm flattered that you're interested in me, but the only reason I let you ogle me was because I liked the attention. It was a mistake. And now I'm honestly just creeped out. So if you could please remove your hands from my waist, that would be extremely appreciated."

Sebastian didn't move an inch. In fact, he just moved closer. "Kurt's the first boyfriend you've ever had, right? Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to be with someone else? How do you know that you're not limiting yourself to a world of possibilities?"

"I love Kurt, and no one else. I couldn't."

"How do you know that you love him if you haven't been with anyone else?"

I was stunned into silence. It was true. How did I know?

Sebastian continued, "Look, I'm not saying you should break up with Kurt because you want to a chance to know your options, but would it really be that bad to kiss someone else just for the sake of it? One, harmless kiss. Just to prove that you and Kurt really are forever, or maybe not. Now, as your friend, I'm willing to make that sacrifice and kiss you as an experiment. Although, I have to say," He started breathing in my ear, "one kiss from Sebastian Smythe will surely leave you wanting more."

"All right, fine! One kiss. Come to think of it, I really am curious about other boys, but you say one word of this to Kurt, and you'll wish you never came to Dalton in the first place."

Sebastian just smirked at me and turned me around in his hold. Then, with an unknown strength in his arms, scooped me up off the ground by the waist and started to carry me towards the counter in the middle of the kitchen. I desperately hooked my legs around his waist, hoping that he wouldn't drop me on the way.

After we reached the counter, he unceremoniously dropped me on the counter, leaving my backside extremely sore. With my legs still around his waist and his body between my legs, he grabbed my face in both of his hands and roughly kissed me, plunging his tongue into my mouth immediately. It was new compared to Kurt's gentle kisses, but it wasn't awful. I started to kiss him back, slowly touching my tongue with his. We kissed for a couple of minutes, and, suddenly, I pushed him away. I got off the counter and started walking towards the kitchen door.

"What's wrong," he asked, obviously confused with my behavior. He ran ahead of me and put himself between the door and me.

"Sebastian, please let me go. What we did was a mistake. I never should have listened to you. Kurt's the only one for me, and no matter how exciting that kiss was, it barely even compares to Kurt's kisses. That, and I love him. No matter what. God! I can't believe I broke his trust like that! Damn teenage hormones!"

Sebastian smirked, "Oh, those weren't hormones. I bet you have enough willpower to make your own decisions. I think you were just too mesmerized by my kissing ability."

"Ignoring that comment, it doesn't matter. What we did was wrong, and Kurt can never know about this, you hear me? I love him too much to have him be hurt like this! Promise me, goddamn it!"

"Fine. Fine. Geez. I promise. It's like it never happened." He then came towards me, put his hands on my waist, and started to whisper in my ear. "Well, I guess, we know it happened, and that's all that matters, right sweetheart?"

I felt a burning desire to kick him in the stomach, but, instead, I just pushed past him and ran down the hall. I felt my eyes start to tear, just thinking about what I had done to my relationship with Kurt. I had just cheated on the most perfect guy on Earth with the biggest asshole on Earth. Rubbing my eyes tiredly, I made my way towards Nick's room, only to find Jeff and Nick sitting worriedly on Nick's bed.

"Guys, what's wrong? And where's Kurt?"

Jeff interrupts, "Well, Kurt's on his way home 'cause his dad needed him there. God, I hope his dad's ok. Anyway, he asked if I could take you home, so, since he isn't here anymore, do you just want to go now?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

Present day

I decide that I need to speak to Kurt, no matter what. I keep trying to text him, but, at about 10pm, he finally texts back: "Hey Blaine, I'm fine. My dad's fine. I'm just tired, ok? Talk to you tomorrow - Kurt."

That's weird.

Kurt always ends his texts with "Love Kurt." But, it honestly doesn't matter right now. The only thing that matters is deciding what I have to tell him tomorrow.

After debating with myself for two hours straight, I finally come to the conclusion that I can't tell him. He's the only constant in my life. My parents hate me, and other than my brother Cooper, he's the only one who really loves me. Kurt will no doubt break up with me if he knew I cheated on him. In fact, I'd break up with myself too.

So, I'm just going to pretend like this never happened. Sebastian never kissed Blaine, and Blaine never kissed Sebastian. And everything is okay in my life now. I just hope Kurt won't see through my bluff.

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