Denial at its Best

Chapter 2: Nothing Makes Sense

A/N: Hey guys. Here's a new update and I'm pretty relieved with this story since I kind of made an outline of this whole thing, making it easier and more organized. I think this would end in around 9 or 10 chapters. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy! -Rach

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee

Hunter was growing more frustrated each second now. When was Sebastian going to look at him? Really?

"Maybe if I stare at him longer he'll feel uncomfortable and stare back at me." Hunter muttered more to himself. He took a quick glance around the room to check if anyone was looking at him. Roger was hunched beside him taking down notes rapidly while the rest of the class was either chatting or taking a nap. Seeing as Mrs. Wood had her back turned towards the board, Hunter picked up a small worn downed eraser and aimed it on Sebastian's head.

"What the-?"

Sebastian turned from seat, rubbing his head irritably as he caught Hunter's gaze. "Talk to me!" Hunter mouthed out as Sebastian looked at him sadly, glancing away. "Fuck." Hunter cursed, throwing his pencil on his table in annoyance.

"Is there anything wrong Clarington?" Roger frowned as he looked up from his notes, "You seem what I call, quite upset."

"Oh mind your own business Roger." Hunter gritted out, shooting him a pointed look. "It seems that Hunter Clarington doesn't want to be nice." Roger rolled his eyes.

"How dare- ugg, whatever." Hunter sighed, burying his face in his hands.

"If you want to talk about your situation I am willing to listen. Perhaps it had something to do with your boyfriend Sebastian? Is that the case?"

"He's not-" Hunter glanced up, shaking his head incredulously at Roger, "Sebastian is not my boyfriend. God."

"But you wish that he was? Yes?"

"No, yes. I really don't know." Hunter looked down at his blank sheet of paper, "He said something. Something I'm not sure what it means." Roger gave Hunter his full attention as he slid his chair closer.

"Why don't you confront him?" He asked as Hunter faced him with a sleep deprived face. "You don't think I've tried? He's been avoiding me for a week now! He even moved in with David for God knows how long already!" Hunter swallowed down painfully, "I just want my best friend back."

"Corner him then. Get him alone. Don't tackle him or anything though." Roger shrugged getting back to his paper.

Hunter paused thoughtfully. If he could get Sebastian alone he could stop this stupid dancing around each other crap over it. "Thanks Roger. I guess. I don't actually talk to you." Hunter frowned as realization hit him, glancing over at Roger.

"I just want to you to stop mooning over people Hunter. The fact that you don't fail in classes astounds me." Roger grumbled, eyes glued onto his papers.

"Aha. Aha. Fuck you." He grumbled, turning away, hiding a fond eye roll.

"Oh and Roger?"

"Yes?" Roger says, his eyes not leaving his notes. "Please don't tell anyone. They still think I'm straight." Hunter whispers, realizing that he basically just outed himself to someone that he doesn't even really talk to. Hopefully, Roger was a trust worthy guy.

"Yes, of course." Roger drawled out, adding a non-coherent mumble, "Who would I tell anyway? Got no friends. Don't even need friends."

When the bell rang, Hunter hid behind a wall when he saw Sebastian chatting animatedly with David. Ignoring a couple of weird glances shot at his direction as Sebastian got closer, he swiftly circled his arm around Sebastian's waist as he pulled him towards the wall he was hiding behind.

"What the hell?" Sebastian cried in surprise as Hunter yanked him out of the thinning crowd.

David turned to look who had grabbed his friend when he came face to face with an irritated looking Hunter.

"Go away David. I need to talk to Sebastian. Right now." Hunter gritted out as Sebastian rolled his eyes, motioning for David to leave.

"Just go ahead without me, I'll see you later in the room, yeah?"

David nodded slowly, glancing at Hunter's murderous look as he walked away.

"What do you want?" Sebastian asked, feeling nervous all of a sudden as Hunter released him.

"You know exactly what I want." Hunter says, looking at Sebastian incredulously, "I want to know why you've been freaking avoiding me!" Sebastian frowned as he looked away from Hunter's judgmental eyes, "I wasn't." He grumbled.

"Yes, you were," Hunter says, hissing into Sebastian's ear, making Sebastian inch away from him. "And it might have been something to do with whatever you accidentally said when you caught me with that girl last week. But you know, it doesn't have to mean anything!"

At this point Hunter was pacing the grounds nervously, "I mean, yeah, I'd get in some point that you were mad that I had someone over that you didn't know about, so I get your anger. Not all of it, but maybe most of it. And you were just caught up in the moment is all," Hunter says, stopping for a moment to glance at Sebastian's facial expression which remained indescribable, "And fuck, I just want my best friend back okay. Just forget all these stupid things, and get back to being friends, yeah?"

Hunter glanced hopefully up at Sebastian again but frowned immediately when Sebastian shook his head, "But I meant it." Sebastian said under his breath.

"W-What?" Hunter sputtered, not believing his own ears.

"Do you really want me to say it?" Sebastian sighed irritably, "Because I'll say it! I'll say it right now! Hunter Clarington! I may have feelings for you! I'm not sure if I'm just confused and we're roommates or anything, but I like you! And not in that friendly way!"

Sebastian felt a huge weight lift from his chest as he finally got the words out but upon seeing Hunter's reaction, he felt like he just wanted to take off. But he couldn't. His feet were tightly planted on the marble floors and his breath was caught in his throat.

"Please say something." He croaked out nervously as he watched Hunter's features morph from shock to confusion.

"But. But you're straight!" Hunter says, his face contorted with disbelief.

"I am! I am! But I just. I just don't know anymore. I mean, I like girls! But, but I like you!" Sebastian continued, realizing the further he went, the less sense he was making.

"Goddammit why can't I just be straight?" Sebastian moaned internally.

"Sebastian," Hunter begins , scratching the back of his head awkwardly while his internal monologue bites at him.

Ok, tell him now. Tell him you feel the same way. This is your chance.

"I-"

Now say it goddammit

"I don't know what to say."

What the hell am I doing?

"I'm straight. And I'm really sorry."

Am I really that scared to come out? Really?

There was an awkward tension as both of them just stared at each other. Soon enough, Sebastian pulled on his shirt collar nervously as he choked back the pain and humiliation of being rejected.

"Oh. Okay. Well, erm okay. Well." Sebastian seemed at a loss of words as he took a cautious step back. "It's not your fault, really."

"Are you going to be okay?" Hunter says, avoiding eye contact with Sebastian, shame building up in his chest.

"Oh me? Yeah, I'll be fine." Sebastian shrugged, trying to act nonchalant but failed miserably as his heart felt like it had been clawed on.

"Can we," Hunter paused, trying to find out if it was right, "can we still be friends though?"

It took a moment, but Sebastian found himself nodding along, "I guess. I'll just move back to our dorm again." He says, pausing a while as his eyes turned to Hunter, seeking for his approval, "If-If you're okay with that."

"Of course."

Sebastian soon finds himself walking away from Hunter with a dull throbbing in his chest, not aware that Hunter was beating himself up as well.

The following week they ran into each other in the mall near Westerville. Both with dates. Both with girls. And both feeling like something was missing.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter as much as I did writing it! I'll try update as soon as possible so Reviews as such would make me so happy and I'd put up an update faster!

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