Hey guys! Long time no see! *sarcasm, i clearly have no social life* As we speak I am taking my ACT tests, and it is between tests, and I got some downtime. Also, prepare yourselves children. I am thinking of doing a BadBoy!Blaine fic. But ill only do it if there is some interest. So review weither or not you would read it if I did, and also ideas that would go interesting with a badboy blaine fic
Don't own glee. ENJOY!
We didn't talk about it. Blaine thought as they went through the day. Blaine woke up to a pale, beautiful boy laying acrossed his chest, cheastnut brown hair covering his soft sleeping face. Blaine didn't want to get up, but Nationals was in a few hours, and soon he had to get up.
The Nationals were bad. They. Blaine had a duet of Sing by my chemical romance, and Jeff and Nick had a duet. They eventually found out that they had gotten sixth place, and sulked back to there disignated room at the nationals building.
"god." David starting slumping on a couch leaning against Wes.
The warblers mumered in agreement over the horrid results. David turned on the Tv to block out any unwanted noise, and the room was filled with a sirin.
"Ahh!" Kurt said covering his ears quickly and burring his face into Blaine's chest.
The Tv was saying something about a storm. Shealter, lightning, floods. "What?!" Blaine yelled over the alarm. David shook his head, and turned back to Blaine who had his arms covering Kurt.
It's a storm! California is about to be hit by a tropical storm!"
GLELGELGELGELGELGELGELGELGEG LEEEEEEEE
"Go! Go! Go!" Wes said, his arm protectivly around his younger boyfriend, as he rushed the boys out of the preformance building and onto the Warblers bus.
"BLAINE1" Kurt screamed. The sky was dark, and the wind picked up, throwing trash around, and garbage cans. One nearly taking Kurts head off, as he ducked, and detached himself from his Best friend in the process.
"Kurt!" Blaine said back as he got out of the flow of singers, and lunched for Kurt. Grabbing the cowering boy, and holding him to his chest, he pushed his way onto the bus. The second he got onto the bus Blaine flopped both of them into the first seat.
Blaine watched the chaos outside. People hustling to get home, and the wind had picked up quickly, blowing everything that it could reach into the air, making it extremely dangerous for the people without shealter. Wes pushed David onto the bus, and motioned for the bus driver to go straight to the hotel.
Kurt curled into Blaine more, as the radio broadcast continued.
Tropic storm Elizabeth is progressing to the lower part of the west coast. Hitting major cities hard. We are expecting hail, lightning, flash floods up to 15 feet deep. The goverment recomends everyone stay INDOORS. Local buisnesses will be shut down for the time being. We also recommend to stalk up on any necessities, and close off any open areas fo your house. Water proofs windows, and basements. We are expected to stay indoors completely for about 1 week, or until the goverment anounces it safe to go outside. All airlines will be closed, including bus routs, taxi serveses, and ride shares. We recomend ABSOULUTLY NO TRAVEL DUING THIS TIME, NO Tra-
"Ok guys." Wes said turning off the radio, feeling the tention raising in the air. "Here is what we are going to do." The group of scared boys turned to Wes. There eyes full of trust and compassion. Wes took a deep breath.
"We all should have each others numbers! If anyone does not, please raise your hand." A boy in the back raised his hand, and Wes motioned for David to fill him in.
"The person that you are paired with for a roommate with be your 'storm buddy" Wes explained. "We do NOT have a chapiron, because David, and I are 18. We cannot keep track of all of you all the time." Wes said, sitting down looking strained. "And cramming us all in one hotel room for a week would leave us all stressed. You are not to leave the rooms at night. Stay inside. Don't open windows. You will send out a mass text to ALL the warblers each night stating that you are fine, so we can keep track of everyone." David hung up his phone call, and whispered to his boyfriend. Wes nodded.
"The hotel will provide three meals a day, for a week. When the bus stops you will all run into the hotel. No stopping. For anything." As if on cue the bus stopped, and Wes thanked the driver slipping a twenty into his hand, and taking a deep breath.
"OK GUYS GO, GO GO," The teenage boys began running off the bus. Kurt got out of his seat, and Blaine barley had time to grab the boy.
The force of the wind was so strong that Kurt was knocked back into Blaine trying to fight it. Blaine wrapped his arms around his, and turned his back to the wind with kurt agaist his chest. They began to move inside.
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