Sebastian is pure evil I swear.

His pouty attitude at Dalton convinced me to invite him over. And then he seduces me with all his speaking in French. 

And intoxicating kisses.

He's an evil, evil man...

Although I must admit I did miss watching that beautiful creature sleep.  He is so precious I swear.

But I know what he is trying to do.

It isn't going to work.

He promised he would give me time.

I love him.

I do.

But I really, really like Hunter too.

Like a WHOLE lot...

And I kinda feel bad now for falling under Sebastian's spell like this.

Damn him

Damn those deliciously darkened green eyes.

And all that stupid French!!

He is definitely not playing fair here at all...

Quietly I slip out of bed, grabbing my robe to wrap around me.  I creep down the stairs, only to find Blaine bending down to pick the discarded DVD off the living room floor.  So much for going unnoticed.

He looks at me confused, DVD in his hands, "Okay Belle, I know you don't like this movie but why did you have to leave it in the middle of the room?" I sigh, running my fingers through my hair as I grab Sebastian's bag from where he left it earlier near the door. I softly breathe out a reply, trying to not be too loud. The last thing I need to do is wake Seb up.  "I didn't do that.  I tried to talk him out of that movie.  I hate that movie.  But no....  He wouldn't stop.  And then he just kept whispering to me in French."

I'm rambling and Blaine is looking at me with a raised eyebrow, trying to keep a straight face.  "So my dear sweet Belle, I'm guessing Bas is upstairs."  I shake my head as I start back towards the stairs.  "He is evil I swear.  Pure unadulterated evil..."  At that Blaine bursts out laughing, "You're too much Shann.  Well goodnight and try not to be too loud up there.  I mean I sleep right next door."  I give him a dirty look and then hurry up the stairs. I can hear his voice drifting up after me.

"Be safe..."

God, now I'm completely embarrassed.

Damn you Sebastian.

Why did you have to be so pouty at Dalton??

I open back up my bedroom door and see him sitting up in my bed, sheet draped over his lap. A lazy smile is on his face as he holds his arms open, beckoning me over. I drop his bag inside the door and hover near it, turning the lock as he calls me over. His voice is seductive, sleep filled and borderline whiny. "Princess.... You left me.... If you come back to bed we can do that again....  You know you want to do that again...."

A part of me is agreeing with him.  Sebastian is very, very good at some extremely dirty, naughty things.

I move slowly, keeping my eyes on him as I pull my robe tighter around me.  His brow furrows as he notices. "Shann, I love you but why the robe?  I mean I've seen you naked plenty of times.  No need to be shy now."  I sigh softly as I sit on the edge of the bed.  He scoots closer, grabbing me in his arms and pulling me to lay down beside him.  My head rests on his chest and I start drawing lazy patterns with my fingertips as I begin to speak.  "Seb, that wasn't very nice.  You're not playing fair at all."  He reaches out with his hand and raises my face so I can look up at him, "Love, I believe you said the words.  You asked me, in French no less, if I would sleep with you.  I was only too happy to oblige to your wishes.  So who isn't playing fair here..."

I'm biting my lip now, I feel terrible. "But what about Hunter?" Sebastian just rolls his eyes at that, reaching out with his fingers to pull my lip out from between my teeth, "You were my fiancée before he came after you. And I didn't do anything you didn't want me to. If he has a problem with you and I having sex, well that's his problem."  My face falls as I speak the words I know he really doesn't want to hear, "But Sebby, I really like him..."

He gathers me in his arms again, running his hands through my hair gently, "Well that's unfortunate...."

Trust me, I know...

I drop my robe to the floor and crawl under the blankets, curling up against Sebastian.  He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close, still running his hands through my hair.  I mumble against his chest softly as his heart beat and the movement of his fingers lull me to sleep.  "But Sebby, I really like you too..."

I know it's a dream.  I feel like I'm floating.  Dressed in a beautiful, frilly, buttercup yellow dress.  Hair in a cascade of curls down my back.  Melodic music is playing and I am tapping my feet to it, scanning the room.  I'm looking for someone.

A familiar pair of eyes.

Green eyes.

There are so many people here.  I'm not sure if I'll ever find him in a crowd like this.

Then there is a tap on my shoulder.  I spin around expectantly, heart beating rapidly in my chest. I look up to see a man.

Tall.

Handsome.

Blinding smile, so happy to see me.

And those eyes.

Those green eyes.

I swear my heart skips a few beats as he opens his mouth to speak.

You look beautiful tonight Angel...

My alarm clock pulls me from sleep, sounding much earlier than I usually have it set for. It isn't until I register a pair of arms wound securely around my waist do I even remember why. Sebastian is wrapped around me, his front pressed to my back, face buried in my hair. I can barely hear him whispering as he presses small kisses to my shoulder, voice still thick with sleep, "Pretty Girl, do I have to get up? Are you sure we can't both stay here, in your bed? We're safe here. Nothing can touch us here."

I sigh, twisting slightly in his grasp so that I am facing him. His grip on me tightens as he pulls me flush against his body. The contact this close with his skin sends all sorts of dirty ideas to my mind, filling it with memories of being in the same position with him time and time before.  I press a small kiss to both of his closed eyelids and whisper to him, "Bas, I'm not sure if that is a good idea." His eyes flutter open, those beautiful green eyes. And I struggle to keep my resolve as he bats his eyelashes at me, pout on his face. "Why wouldn't it be a good idea to spend all day in bed with my wonderful fiancée?"

I can't do this....

I get out of the bed, despite his protests and put back on the robe I dropped last night. "Because we have school Sebastian. Responsibilities." He frowns, sitting up in the bed and running his fingers through his hair. "Fine. But will you shower with me?? I swear I won't make you do anything.  Just cuddling under the water. Promise..."

He's giving me puppy dog eyes, those gorgeous green eyes wide, a pout on his beautiful face.

Against my better judgment I give in and allow him to lead me into the bathroom.

And despite what he says, we don't just cuddle under the water.  Not with the way his fingers are skimming over my skin.

He is evil.

I swear.

Pure unadulterated evil.

I sit on my bed, wet hair, wrapped in a towel as I watch Sebastian get dressed.  Making sure his uniform looks pristine.  Gelling his hair some with the aid of my mirror.  He turns to me with a smile on his face, grabbing my hand and pulling me to stand.  Gentle fingers run down the side of my face and I can't help myself, leaning into his soft caress.  His voice is so hopeful when he speaks, "So Love, will I get to see you again later today?"

I give a quick shake of my head and answer him in a small voice, "I can't. I have plans already..." He gives me the tiniest nod in return, "Clarington?" I nod back at him as he steps away to grab his bag.

I'm so sorry...

I follow him down the stairs, towel still wrapped tightly around my body.  Arms wrap around me pulling me close as Sebastian drops kiss after kiss in my hair, not caring at all that it is still wet from the shower. He pulls back and lifts my chin up so I can look into his eyes.

Those green eyes that make me feel like I am drowning.

"Pretty Girl, I love you so very much.  Thank you for letting me spend Valentine's Day with you."

He leans down, gently kissing my nose before rubbing his against mine.

Sweet Eskimo kisses.

Such an incredibly innocent yet intimate moment.

One more small smile and he is out the door.  My soft call of please be careful Sebastian.... following in his wake.

I watch him until his car is out of sight.  And then the full enormity of what happened in the past few hours finally hits me.  I make it back up to my room before I fall to the floor, holding my head in my hands.  I put myself in such an odd position when I invited Sebastian over last night. And then I let myself fall under his spell. I never should have said what I did when he was whispering to me in French. Or given in so easily when we were together in the shower.

I thought my life was screwed up before...

Not sure how long I've been sitting on my floor but I begin to hear Blaine getting up so it must have been a while.  Quickly I stand and head towards my closet to pick something out to wear.  I want to be comfortable for school but still look cute for my date so I decided on a simple skirt, black tights and an impossibly soft baby blue sweater.  Siting with wet hair for this long actually turned out to be a good thing, it dried with lovely little waves in it.  I sigh as I look at my reflection in the mirror.  No one looking at me would be able to sense my inner turmoil.

**time skip to end of school**

I corner Puck in the hallway before I leave and ask him if he would be willing to add a little duet portion to my Regionals number.  The song I have been thinking of needs a male voice, just for a small portion.  And since he already knows my situation I thought of him first.  Mr Schuester said it would be okay.  And thankfully Puck agreed.  So one less thing to worry about.

The day didn't go too terribly otherwise.  And I am actually really excited to be having my belated Valentine's Day with Hunter. So much so that I can't help the giant smile on my face as I pull up in front of the diner. His car is already parked out front.

Quickly I straighten out my sweater, smooth my skirt and then head inside to meet him.

He looks so precious, sitting there waiting for me still in his Dalton uniform. I can see him looking around nervously.

Oh my gosh.... He didn't.

As I near the table I see what could possibly be the sweetest thing ever. A strawberry milkshake sits in the middle of the table with two straws in it. I swear this feels like something out of a movie.

He is toying with his menu when I reach the table. I giggle softly and breathe out, "Hello there handsome. Are you meeting someone or can I join you??" His eyes look up instantly. Moss green eyes sparkling playfully as he smiles at me. "Hey Angel, I missed you."  He kisses the back of my hand and then I slip into the seat across from him in the booth.

I raise my eyebrow at him and he laughs, gesturing to the drink in the middle of the table.  "I know, it's ridiculously corny, but I also thought it would be really romantic."  I smile as I lean in to take a sip of the milkshake, feeling his eyes follow my every movement.  I swear I can hear his breath hitch when I take the straw in my mouth.  A quick glance at his face confirms it, he's blushing.

"It's not too corny Hunt, I think it's incredibly sweet."  His smile could power all the lights in the entire diner, that's how bright it is.  "Well Babydoll, if you think that's sweet.  I got you something else too."  He reaches on to the seat next to him and then hands me something across the table.

My hands fly up to my face as he sets it on the table in front of me.  His eyes are full of concern, "Do you, do you like it?  Not too cheesy??"  I grab the little Hello Kitty stuffed animal off the table and hug it to my chest.  "Oh my gosh!!  It's so cute!!  And cuddly!! And PINK!!!!!!!"

He laughs at me, I swear we're attracting the attention of the entire diner. An old lady looks over and smiles at us. It's really quite sweet. "Well Angel, I seem to remember you telling me about you affinity for Hello Kitty and well all things pink so I figured..."

I smile down the the bundle in my hands and then raise my eyes to look at him. He is so precious. So sweet.

"Hunter, I don't deserve you. You're too sweet for someone like me..."

He shakes his head, "Nonsense Shann, you're sweet as candy. I know, I've kissed you plenty."

My eyes well up as I whisper across the table I had sex with Sebastian...

He blinks at me as if trying to comprehend what I just told him. "Anderson, all of Dalton knows you've had sex with Sebastian." I shake my head slightly, "No I mean recently." His brow furrows, deep in thought. "How recent?" I bite my lip, hesitant to answer him.

"Last night. And well this morning."

His eyes go wide and he breathes out a soft wow...

"Clarington, are you mad at me? Do you not want to see me again??"

He is silent for a little and then his smile returns. "Of course not. We all agreed to let you take things at your pace. And I know what your relationship was before.... Plus you and I would need to find some pretty creative places to do things since no one else knows we're seeing each other. How do you feel about prospective sex in my car? It's an SUV and I still need to test out that strawberry flavored theory."

My cheeks are flaming, the blush is real, all from his statement. Like clockwork the waitress shows up at the moment to take our orders and I just pick something at random. A smirk is firmly fixed on his face once she leaves us alone again. "You look like you want to say something Angel."

"Hunter, you're so bad..."

"Shann, you love it. You love me. Just admit it..."

Maybe...