Designated Driver (Kurtbastian)

Chapter One

"I hear you're the designated driver. Like all the time."

Kurt inhaled sharply at Sebastian's comment, flashbacks started to filter through his mind as he masked his facial expression into one of annoyance. He wasn't even sure why he agreed to go to Scandal's; it was just another way to torture himself. He took a sip of the Shirley Temple Sebastian had given him, trying to will the tears to not spill out. He watched Sebastian pull Blaine onto the dance floor; not even caring if his boyfriend's lowered inhibitions would cause him to do something stupid. Kurt sighed when he realized that the flashbacks were becoming even more vivid, none of the thing's his therapist told him to do working.

He stood up from the stool when he decided to retreat to the bathrooms so he wouldn't have to face Sebastian's ridicule if he caught him crying. He rushed into the woman's bathroom, figuring that it would be empty. He leaned his back against the sink as he felt sobs rake through his body. No matter how hard he tried, the images would not stop going through his mind. He just stood there, closing his eyes and letting the tears flow. He didn't even notice the door open.
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Sebastian decided to take a break after dancing with Blaine for over half an hour. He walked over to the bar and ordered a beer, leaning against a bar stool as he watched Blaine dance to the beat of a song he only heard. He shook his head at the drunken boy's antics, trying to remember why he decided to go after the ex-Warbler.
He only wanted to go after Blaine because he was a challenge. While the boy was attractive, he didn't have any attributes that made him stand out, except for that thing on his head that he called hair. But he needed a challenge since Ohio was nothing compared to France. And Blaine definitely was a challenge, considering the tight grip the ice princess had on him. Speaking of, where was Kurt? Sebastian looked to where he had seen the boy sitting before, but couldn't find him anywhere. He shrugged, deciding that it didn't matter. The farther away the boy was from Blaine, the better.

But after ten more minutes, and still no sign of Kurt, Sebastian got a little worried. He was nowhere near the bar or on the dance floor, so Sebastian decided to check the bathrooms. He opened the door to the men's room, scanning the faces for Kurt. He sighed in defeat when the boy was nowhere to be found. He left the room and was about to give up when he heard sounds coming from the women's bathroom. He decided to take a look, figuring that it would be hilarious if Kurt was actually in there.
His assumption was right, when he saw Kurt leaning against the sink, his hands covering his face and what Sebastian assumed were tears streaming down his face. He didn't bother to wonder what the porcelain-skinned boy was upset about, figuring that it was something stupid like a broken nail. And it seemed that Kurt hadn't noticed that there was another person in the room. He smirked, figuring that now was a good time to psyche out the competition.

"Aw, is the little princess upset now that she knows that her boyfriend will be in better hands?"

Kurt jumped when he heard another voice, and when he realized who it was he gave a half-hearted glare as he wiped his eyes. "Go away, Sebastian." He mumbled when he turned to face away from the Warbler.

"Why should I? I can be wherever I want." Sebastian gave a calculating look at the room around him. "Even if it is the woman's bathroom, which I find to be hilarious that this is the place you chose to go in."

"I said go away."

"Why should I listen to someone who doesn't even know how to dress?" Sebastian saw that this comment got to Kurt. The boy turned around to face him and put his hands on his hips.

"I don't know how to dress? Have you seen your shirt?"

"Well, at least I don't shop in the woman's department."

"At least I don't smell like craigslist."

Sebastian crossed his arms as he spit out the next insult. "Well, I don't have a gay face."

"You don't. You have a meerkat one."

"Well, at least me and my meerkat face can actually have fun. You don't even drink."

Sebastian's eyes widened when tears start to spill from Kurt's eyes. "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you on your period, or something?"

"You know what, Sebastian? I'm just gonna go take Blaine home." Kurt said through his tears. "Have fun."

"Why are you so upset?" Sebastian grabbed Kurt's arm before he could walk through the door. "It's just a stupid insult."
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Kurt tried to wrestle his arm out of Sebastian's grip, but it was no use. He sighed in defeat. He knew the only way out was to tell Sebastian his secret, but there was no way he was going to tell him the real one. He figured the best way was to lie. Or at least tell a truthful story that just didn't happen to be the reason why he was upset.

"Do you really want to know?" He asked Sebastian, annoyance clearly written on his face.

"Yes!"

"Fine," Kurt sighed. "There was an incident in the past that didn't turn out so well and it happened to involve alcohol."

"Well what was it?"

Kurt pretended to look like he was pained to reveal this. "Two years ago, I went to school drunk, and I ended up vomiting on the guidance counselors shoes."

Kurt's heart sank when he saw Sebastian's skeptical look. "I don't believe you." The Warbler stated. "That wouldn't explain why you're so upset and acting like you're mom died."

This comment made a new wave of tears fall down Kurt's face. He tried to reel them in, but the flashbacks didn't stop coming. "Please, let me go."

"Oh I get it." Sebastian's tone was mocking, and Kurt could tell that the boy was starting to get mad now. "You're a little mommy's boy, aren't you?"

Kurt tugged on Sebastian's arm. He just wanted to get out of there. He didn't even care about getting Blaine home. All he wanted to do was curl up in his bed and go to sleep.

"Please..." He protested weakly. "Just let me go."
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"You know, I bet your mom would rather be dead than have to look at your gay face every day." Sebastian knew that his insults were getting meaner, but right now he didn't care. Kurt was pissing him off with his stupid tear streaked face and whiny voice. He just wanted to know why the boy was acting like this.

"She is."

Sebastian was broken out of his inner monologue when he heard Kurt's broken comment.

"She's what?"

"Dead."

Sebastian's eyes widened when he remembered his previous comment. He loosened his grip on Kurt, just enough for Kurt to exit the bathroom. He ran his hands through his hair, a nervous habit, and leant against the wall to keep himself standing up. Guilt ate up at his stomach as his mind replayed the conversation. The only though going through his mind was, Shit.