Little White Lies

Phone Call

{this continues from the 45th chapter titled "Waking Up"}

Blaine frowned and sat up slowly this time, turning to face the chestnut haired, green eyed man, "Who the hell are you?"

"Name's Sebastian. Sebastian Smythe."

"I'm Blai-"

"I know who you are, Blaine." Sebastian chuckled, "Everyone knows who you are, don't they?"

"Uh," Blaine glanced around the room awkwardly, taking in the posters and life sized cut outs, the CDs and DVDs, all his. Every bit of 'Blaine Anderson merchandise' ever sold stood in this room, "I guess. Umm, I should get going."

Blaine leapt out of the bed, lifting up the covers to find his jeans before tugging them on and slipping his t-shirt over his head.

"You don't have to leave just yet." Sebastian said calmly as he watched his idol stumble around the room.

"I, uh, do you- I mean- what exactly-"

"What did we do last night?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow, smirking when Blaine nodded, "Well, you didn't do much really. You just kind of lay there whilst I pounded into your beautiful, tight little-"

"Ok!" Blaine squeaked, hopping around on one leg as he tried to squeeze his foot into his shoe without untying the laces, "I'll be going now. Thanks for, uh," he glanced around the room again, "Thanks for the support... I'll see myself out?"

And then he was running out of the room and bounding down the stairs, finding his blazer strewn clumsily on the floor beneath the coat hook.

After throwing the blazer over his shoulders and glancing back once more to see Sebastian sitting on the top step, watching him with a lazy grin, Blaine opened the door and slammed it behind himself.

He leaned against the white doer for a couple seconds to catch his breath before finally looking around and taking in his surroundings.

Blaine mentally face palmed when he realised he had no clue where he was. How was he going to get home?

Groaning, he fiddled around in his blazer pockets before finding his phone in the inside pocket and pulling it out.

He unlocked it and scrolled through his contacts hastily. His phone was only on 8% so he had to come up with an idea quickly. After calling Cooper with no answer he was left with no other option. So, with a deep sigh, he pressed down on the one contact he thought he'd never be calling again.

-_-_-

Kurt was struggling to keep his eyes open as he sat across from Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones. The two may have been his best friends in McKinley but now it seemed all they could talk about was their fame or their love lives.

Rachel had just began to explain how difficult it was to have 5 different boys after her when Kurt's phone rang.

Kurt jumped when his phone vibrated on the table before fumbling to pick it up and answer it, forgetting to check who it was in his haste.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kurt?"

"Blaine?" Rachel and Mercedes who had resumed their conversation looked up at the mention of the raven-haired boy.

"Hi, uh, how are you?"

Kurt's mouth fell open slightly before he picked it up and continued, "I- I'm fine. How're you?"

"Not too good."

"Why not? Are you alright?" Kurt pressed a finger to his lips and glared at the two girls across from him who were squealing and yelling for him to answer why he was calling.

"I- I'm fine, don't worry. I'm just a bit stuck."

"You're stuck? How?"

"I- it's a bit awkward to say but I'm just gonna say it ok? Please don't judge me, I was completely drunk off my-"

"Blaine, just tell me."

"Basically, I'm stuck outside some random guy's house and I have no clue where I am or how to get home."

Kurt rubbed his fingers against his temple, "And you think I'll help you because..."

"Because you love me?" Blaine said jokingly before wincing when he heard Kurt choke on the other side of the phone, "Sorry, I just- god, forget I called. I'll just-"

"It's fine, I'll come get you." Kurt shook his head when the girls frowned at him when he choked, "Where are you? I mean, can you find what road you're on or something?"

After Blaine had given him the number of the house and the road, Kurt ended the phone call and politely excuse himself from the table.

But Mercedes and Rachel weren't having that, the two girls threw down enough to pay for their food and drinks before hurrying after Kurt.

"Kurt!" Rachel called, "Kurt, where are you going? Is Blaine alright?"

"Yeah, Blaine's fine, he's just a bit lost and needs-"

"I didn't know you still spoke to him."

"I don't really." Kurt rolled his eyes before finally reaching his car and pulling the door open, groaning inwardly when the two girls settled in the back seats.

Sooooo, I'm really very sorry but I've deleted the last 5 chapter I'd posted because I really didn't like where it was going and I couldn't find any inspiration to continue. I'm sorry if you were enjoying it but I just can't keep writing this fic if it's going to keep going how it was.

I understand if people want to stop reading but this is what I'm doing, sorry :(

And also, Little White Lies is going Spanish!

mxrmaid_ asked my permission if they could translate my fic to Spanish and post it and I obviously said yes so yay! They've just posted the first chapter so go check that out if you prefer to read in Spanish or even can... cos I can't 😳

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