Klaine ipod Drabbles….

Cry- Glee Cast

Kurt ran out of the gym hall, trying to hide his face from the students that were gathered in the hall. He leaned against the row of lockers and slumped down on to the floor, pulling him knees into his chest.

"Kurt!" Blaine called after him. He turned the corner and saw Kurt with his head against his forearms. "Hey" Blaine sighed sympathicitly and sat down on the floor next to Kurt. "That was so embarrassing" Kurt sniffled.

Kurt had been slushied and thrown into rubbish skips hundreds of times- but at this moment, being announced 'Prom Queen' felt much worse. "Kurt," Blaine rubbed his back soothingly. "We can go home if you want".

"I can't believe I was so stupid!" he sobbed. "I can't believe I thought just because they weren't calling me names to my face, that they didn't care anymore!".

"Sweetheart" Blaine said softly taking Kurt's hand. "We can get through this together. Together, nothing can hurt us". Blaine lifted his hand and gently wiped a tear of Kurt's cheek. Kurt gave into a smile and Blaine smiled in return.

"I have to go back in there" Kurt sighed. "I need to show them- they haven't gotten the better of me". "I love you" Blaine smiled. Kurt slowly leaned in to kiss Blaine lightly on the cheek. "Thank you for following me out here". "I would never leave you" Blaine said sweet-fully seriously. Kurt stood up and pulled Blaine up with him; they walked hand in hand back to the gym for Kurt to get crowned.

Club can't handle me- Flo Rid aft. David Guetta

Kurt's P.O.V

"Come on, it will be fine!" Blaine encouraged, pulling me towards the fluorescent 'Scandals' sign. We walked through the door and saw a large framed man sitting at the end of the room, shining a torch at people who walked up to him.

It was quite eerie in fact.

"IDs" the man said flatly, in rough voice. We held them towards him and the light from the torch reflected off the cheap pieces of plastic. "You're good to go through". Blaine squeezed my hand. "See, I told you there was nothing to worry about." he mumbled against my neck.

As we walked further into the club, I saw the person I was hoping wouldn't turn up. One smirking, Sebastian Smyth. "Hey guys! You made it!" he called over the pounding techno. "I've ordered you drinks," Sebastian announced. "A beer," he said handing it to Blaine. WAIT! Did he JUST WINK! at MY Blaine?! "-and a shelly temple for Kurt" I took it with a forced smile.

_1 Hour later_

Blaine and I were on the dance floor. My arms around his neck and his on my waist. We were dancing a bit too slow for the song that was playing- but honestly, I couldn't care. I had Blaine in my arms, in place no one would give us a dirty look.

It was probably a good thing we were dancing slowly as Blaine looked like he was ready to fall over any minute. Thanks to that bloody Sebastian trying to alcohol-him-up. "hhhmmmmmmm" Blaine hummed as he started kissing my neck. "Come on Blaine, let's go home." I suggested. I didn't want him passing out on me in the middle of this place. "As long as we can go back to your bed" Blaine slurred.

I rolled my eyes but couldn't stop the butterflies in my stomach. "Right then, let's go". I pressed. Sebastian spotted us walking towards the exit. "Hold up guy! Where you going!"

"I'm taking Blaine home".

The look on Sebastian's face was priceless.

Crossfire- Brandon Flowers

Blaine's P.O.V

Kurt wasn't in school today; he hadn't even sent me a good morning text as he usually does. I couldn't concentrate on my work. I couldn't stop thinking why Kurt would be avoiding me- if that's what was going on. After school I drove straight to his house and was greeted by his dad.

"Hello Mr Hummel, is Kurt in?"

"Thank god you're here, Blaine" he said relieved. "Kurt won't let me into his room to talk to him. He's been sitting up there all day".

That doesn't sound good.

"So, can I go up and see him?" I asked cautiously. "Please" he said steeping aside to let me in. "-and kid, call me Burt" he smiled. I slowly walked up the stairs and knocked on Kurt's door. "uumm, Kurt, can I come it?" I asked calmly. "Dad go away!" he wailed.

"No sweetheart, it's me". He didn't answer so I warily opened the door. Kurt was lying on his bed in the foetal position. "Hunnie, what's wrong, you weren't at school today" I said sadly. STUPID BLAINE! Of course he knows he wasn't at school. I placed my hand on his back to rub soothing circles- but he flinted away.

"Kurt talk to me, please" I pleaded. Kurt didn't reply he simply sat up and removed his shirt. OhGodNo! I could feel myself beginning to cry. Kurt's chest and back were covered in blotches of dark purple. "Kurt, what happened" I said- my voice shaking. "Last night" He heaved. "I was walking b-back hh-ome from the s-shop" he paused "a-and some neanderthals from school s-said they saw me with you" he took a sharp intake of breath.

God this was killing me someone has hurt my perfect Kurt.

"aa-and t-they said that s-someone should teach us fags a lesson" He blurted out, and started crying furiously.

I that moment I could have killed something.

It reminded me of the night after my old school's 'Sadie Hawkins dance'. Why couldn't it have just happen to me again! instead of my precious baby.

I started involuntary sobbing as well. I pulled Kurt in close to me, gently- being careful to squeeze the bruised skin. "I love you Kurt, I'm so sorry". Is all I could keep repeating to the boy I loved so much.

Dirty Talk- Wynter Gordon

"Blaine where are we going!" Kurt giggled. The 'Night of Neglect' showcase had finished and Blaine was pulling Kurt by the hand through the hall of McKinley.

"Somewhere only we know." Blaine smirked and gave Kurt a goofy smiled- he couldn't help but laugh. "Seriously Blaine, they will be locking up the school soon". Blaine dragged Kurt into the caretaker's utility cupboard, and pressed him up against the walk.

Blaine urgently attached his lips to Kurt's. "ummmmm-" Blaine moaned, "you taste so good". Kurt blushed a deep crimson. He had just finished a bag of 'Haribo sweets' and obviously, it could still be tasted in his mouth. Kurt tangled his fingers into Blaine curls as Blaine rubbed his tongue against Kurt's.

"Blllaine…." Kurt moaned. "I want, K-kurt I want you". This was the sort of default talk that occurred when they made out. Blaine started trailing kisses down Kurt's neck, stopped at his collarbone and started to suck. "Blaine…you're going to leave a mark." Kurt half moaned and half giggled.

"Good," Blaine simply teased.

"We have school tomorrow." Kurt continued.

"I know," Blaine grinned and started undoing the top button of Kurt's shirt.

What you waiting for?- Gwen Stefani

Blaine's P.O.V

"Okay Kurt, let's hear your glee assignment song next" Mr Schuester announced. Kurt let go of my hand and practically skipped down the stairs.

"What an amazing time.

What a family.

How did the years go by?

Now it's only me."

Kurt started to sing, and God! did he look good in those SkinTightSkinnyJeans.

"What you waiting,

What you waiting,

What you waiting,

What you waiting,

What you waiting for?"

Kurt bit his lip and winked me. I could feel my cheeks burning a bright red. Mercedes started quietly giggled, Santana raised an eyebrow at me and Puck mouthed 'GET SOME'.

Oh god…..

Kurt continued the song- being purposely and unnecessarily flirty. Is it really that bad to be 'turned on' in school?

Hope your enjoyed the randomness of my ipod and my brain

ANOTHER 5 song drabbles will be in the next chapter…..

P.S: Almost started crying myself, writing the third one :'(- I will take prompted for stories.

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