A/N: Different Glee canon here...instead of Brittany in the bathroom during the shooting, it's Kurt. Blaine comes to find him...I may or may not be crying when I type this. :3
I Found You
Bang!
A gunshot was heard from a distant in the hallway was it? The glee kids in the choir room all gasped as the loud bang was heard.
Mr. Schuester hurriedly gathered all his students, heart racing from pure adrenaline. They all sat down quietly along one side of the room, as sniffles and sobs being the only thing that was heard. Brittany grasped Santana's cheerio uniform like a lifeline, her face buried in the latina's neck. Santana soothingly ran a hand through her girlfriend's blonde hair, glancing around the room.
"Where's Kurt guys?" She whispered.
Blaine's head snapped up from his phone (he texted his mom real quick to let her know he is, indeed, ok) and he frantically began to look around the room for his boyfriend. He felt a tear slide down his olive- skinned cheek, when he remembered that Kurt asked the teacher if he could use the bathroom, not even 5 minutes earlier. He buried his face in his arms, as he brought his knees to his chest. He sobbed as he thought about what could be possibly happening to the love of his life. "I-I need to find Kurt! He's all alone! I c-can't just leave him!" Blaine said, ugly hiccuping sobs filling his chest. He stood up immediately, heading for the door.
"Pssst! Blaine! What are you doing?! Sit down now!" Mr. Schue hissed quietly from beside a crying Sugar Motta.
"I-I'm so s-sorry, but I-I can't just leave my boyfriend, Mr. Schue!" Blaine explained as he wiped his tear-streak face with his hand.
"I'm sure they'll find him, Blaine...sit back down!" The teacher protested again.
Blaine shook his head. "Sorry, I love him. I'll be back..."
And with that, he snuck out of the choir room, and tiptoed through the hallways. When the coast was clear, he started running as fast as his legs would take him.
...Meanwhile in the bathroom...
Kurt looked around, one hand covering his mouth in silent shock. He heard that gunshot go off, and he was terrified. He stood on a toliet's seat, both feet on either side. Blaine! Where is Blaine! Oh god PLEASE let him be ok! I need to go find him! What if he's hurt?! Oh god oh god oh god...Kurt started crying silently, still standing on the white porcleain commode, praying to ALL higher deities that Blaine Anderson was ok.
As he wiped his nose with his white peacoat jacket, he heard the bathroom door opening.
Oh shit...be quiet Hummel...don't move an inch! Kurt pleaded silently. I want to live...
"K-Kurt?"
Kurt let out a big whoosh from his lungs at the all-to-familiar-and-comforting voice of Blaine. "Oh thank god, Blaine, it's you..." He cried desperately, stepping down from the toliet carefully.
Blaine opened the door, and Kurt rushed into his arms, holding on to his boyfriend for dear life. He took in that smell that was just...Blaine and nuzzled his face into Blaine's sweaty and warm neck.
"D-Don't ever leave m-me, Kurt, please..." Blaine said in a hoarse voice as he rubbed the taller man's back. "I love you."
Kurt stepped back, taking in his distraught boyfriend's features and smiled. "Fearlessly and forever?"
Blaine let out a laugh of relief, and placed a brief chaste kiss to his lips. "Fearlessly and forever..."
*points to self* I am terrible at writing drama...angst...stuffs like that. I really tried on this. I'm sorry if it's not up to par. :3
~Marianne