(Okay so I'm new to the Glee Fandom. Hi, my name is Charlotte!:) My username is of course a reference to Blaine and Kurt's eye colors (not that that's weird or anything) I ship Klaine (Obviously). And I'm in high school. So that's all you need to know about me! As I stated before I'm new and more familiar with the original (as I like to call them) New Directions. So sorry if I mess up with the new ones (Or forget to mention them very much at all. Opps).

Okay so as for the story it's set in 4x18 (Shooting Star I believe the episode was called. Also I'd like to point out that one of the few episode's I've seen in season 4 so sorry again). I changed a few things so just pretend all the Glee club was in the room (Brittany and Tina are in the room). Okay tell me what you think. Do you like it? Hate it? Want me to continue? Review.

Hostage

Chapter 1

"Artie, what are you doing?" Blaine whispered nervously, staring at the camera that Artie held.

"If we don't get out of here people need to see this." If being the key word. If they get out. If the shooter doesn't decide to come barging into the door in a matter of minutes. If they survive. "Does anybody have anything they wanted to say?" Of course Blaine did. And it wasn't what he thought it would be. In the moment of crisis, a moment where they thought that they were all going to die all Blaine wanted to do was to see Kurt not Sam (who he thought he had a crush on) one last time. Kurt, the man he had cheated on and didn't deserve.

All he wanted to do was kiss him one last time, hold his hand and look into those beautiful blue-gray eyes. At least they weren't fighting anymore since Kurt had told him all he wanted to do was be friends (which was almost worst than fighting). Blaine closed his eyes and rested his head on his hands. His friends were all whispering messages into Artie's camera. He turned the camera to Sam who pushed the camera away, making Artie turn it off.

"Wait, I want to say something." Blaine said, giving Artie a pleading look. Artie looked at him then lifted the camera, pressing record.

Tears were falling harder from Blaine's eyes as he stared at the camera, desperately trying to leave one last message, one final goodbye. "I just wanted to say: Kurt I-"

"Everybody put your hands up!" A voice screamed as the person burst down the door. They all screamed and jumped, turning to the man who had just entered the room. He was tall with dark eyes that held a vicious glare, one that showed that he was ready and willing to kill if you disobeyed him. They all looked at him, fear evident in everyone's face.

"Everybody stand up and get in the center of the room." They didn't move. Just turned to look at Mr. Shue. "I SAID EVERYBODY GET IN THE CENTER OF THE ROOM!" They jumped up at that request, all lining up in the center of the room.

"Please don't kill us." Brittany whimpered. The man walked towards her, lifting her chin and looking at her face.

"I won't have to if you all behave." He whispered firmly. She nodded her head quickly, shaking in fear. He grinned, and then released her. "Good girl." He looked at the rest of the people standing in the center of the room, Mr. Shue and Coach Bieste included. "Does anyone else want to try my patience?" He asked.

Before anyone could answer police sirens were heard around the school.

"Shit." He whispered under his breath. "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." He fumbled, not sure what to do. "I need a hostage! Which one of you brats is coming with me?" He grinned, scanning the crowd. "I choose….you!" He said, his finger landing on Tina. Her eyes widened in fear.

"Please." She whimpered just as someone else said: "No!" He turned to look at the person who had spoke, a young man with dark hair and hazel eyes. Blaine.

He smirked then began circling Blaine, toying with the gun in his hand. Everyone else just sobbed quietly, hanging on to each other and praying.. "Hmm… that was very… brave of you."

"Stop!" Mr. Shue screamed, stepping forward.

The shooter grinned and grabbed Blaine, pressing the gun to his temple. "Make one more move and the kid dies." Mr. Shue froze not sure what to do.

"Blaine." Sam cried out.

"Stop." Blaine whispered, his voice hoarse from all of the crying. The shooter grinned which made everyone in the room just want to pummel him more… if he didn't have his gun pressed to their friend's head.

"Listen to the kid." The man said.

"Blaine, what are you doing?"

"It has to be me." He whispered, looking down at the floor. "I don't have anything left… you guys…" His voice cracked. "You guys have bright futures ahead of you." The shooter rolled his eyes. "It…it won't matter if I'm gone."

"Blain-"

"Oh how touching." The shooter interrupted with a bored expression. "Almost makes me want to leave you here with your little friends." They all looked hopefully back at him. "The key word in that sentence being almost. Now move it, kid!" He pulled away, dragging Blaine along with him.

"BLAINE!" Tina screamed despretly and ran forward.

"I SAID NOT ANOTHER MOVEMENT!" The shooter screamed then raised the gun to the glee club and fired. And with that he fled, dragging Blaine along with him.

So like it? Hate it? Want me to go hide and never write again? Review.

(If you do want me to write more please review so I know someone want's another chapter).