A/N: It'll take me a while to upload some more chapters of the other things I already have uploaded. I apologize. My depression is kicking back in and sometimes I just need to write. Anyway, I turned this into a fanfic. It's also a starter I did for one of my favorite Kurt roleplayers.
This is the school shooting one -with a lot of changes. It's now set after they are engaged and just.. prepare for feels.
Warnings of course. School Shootings and I don't know what else right now.
Enjoy. Review. Love.
Waking up that morning, Blaine didn't know that later that day he would be in the Hospital. He didn't know that he would forget the people he was going to school with most importantly, he would forget his fiance.
After showering and getting his boxers and pants on, the young male clicked Skype on his computer and made a video request to Kurt. Seeing Kurt's smiling face, a smile of his own appeared. "Hey baby. So.. I have a question about what shirt I should wear." He grabbed the two shirts in question. One a plain black one with a purple and black bowtie or a red and white shirt - minus the bowtie. "Which one?" He asked softly wanting his fiance's opinion.
After getting Kurt's opinion, Blaine told him he loved him and that he had to go so he wasn't late for school. He put his shirt on then ended the video call, shutting down his laptop before heading out of his room and went downstairs.
The first few classes went by quickly. By the time fifth period came, classes felt like they were getting longer. Blaine laughed at Sam and smiled as Tina walked over to them. "Emergency meeting in the choir room, guys." She stated before walking off to tell everyone else.
Sam looked at Blaine questioningly as he shrugged and got out of his seat from the lunch table, throwing away what was left before heading out of the cafeteria and to the choir room.
After school, they all met up again in the choir room. Twenty minutes in, Blaine got up excusing himself to the bathroom. On his way back to the choir room was when he heard the first gunshot.
By the time he reached the choir room, the doors were shut and locked. "No.." He breathed out, trying to get in. Another gun shot sounded and Blaine ran off. He had to get out of here. Coming face to face with the shooter was something the male did not want to happen, but unfortunately luck was not on his side.
Taking a few steps back, his back hit the wall as the other male smirked, stepping closer to him. Blaine kept looking around, trying to find a way to escape.
He opened his mouth to talk then let out a scream as he was shot in the chest and again in the leg. All he could think about was Kurt as he succumbed to the darkness.
Blaine wasn't sure how much time had passed or what that damn beeping was as he slowly opened his eyes. He moved back in his bed wondering who the group of kids in front of him were. They definitely weren't the Warblers.
Sitting up slowly, Blaine blinked. "How are you doing, Blainey Days?" The asian looking girl asked him. How did she know his name and... Blainey Days? Really?
"Kurt's on his way, man. Tina called to inform him what happened. I give him about fifteen minutes." The blonde male said.
Blaine looked at all of them, tilting his head a bit. "Who... Who is Kurt and who are you all?" He asked softly.