HUGE HUGE HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGE APOLOGY! I uploaded a different fic by mistake! I'm so so story guys i really am!
I'm so embarassed right now
And also, who alerted this after that, dudes you impressed and confused me!
SORRRY
Bang.
Kurt heard the sound on a gun go off and a body drop. He didn't know if said body was his or if Umbridge shot at an officer. He tried opening his eyes to be greeted with the sight of Umbridge with a bullet in her chest. He turned to look where the police were and saw one officer with his gun raised, looking back to Umbridge the gun was on the floor. Releif flooded him, then it hit him. Blaine. Blaine was still hurt. Blaine, his everything. Blackness took over and he fainted.
Open your eyes.
Open them.
Do it.
C'mon!
Blaine fought to open his eyes and seemed to be losing. He didn't know where he was, or where Kurt was. Clara,if she was hurt he'd never forgive himself. He just had to open his eyes. It wasn't that hard.
Clara sat by Blaine's bed for days. She was only nursing a broken leg. Burt came in every now and then to check on the Anderson's but Molly came every single day. This was the first day Kurt was being allowed to see Blaine. He was recovering from a sprained wrist, head wounds and Post tramatic stress. Yet he begged everyday to be allowed out of his room to see Blaine. Ten days apart and a doctor finally caved. The door opened and Kurt shuffeled in then gasped, he had't prepared himself for what he saw.
Blaine was lying on the white bed with a stark white face to match. Littered over his skin were cuts and bruises. There was breathing devices and heart monitors, it was almost to much to take in.
"When will he wake up?" Kurt squeaked sitting on the opposite side of the bed to Clara and taking Blaine's hand.
"If he isn't awake in 2 days they suspect brain damage. Not awake in a week and they'll ask Molly to pull the plug. Kurt's hand flew to his mouth.
"No, no she wont."
"Might not have a choice, hospital is costing too much." Clara sniffed. Kurt cradled Blaine's hand and begged him to wake up.
Kurt didn't return to his room that night. Determined not to let go of Blaine he didn't move or sleep all night. Clara left them alone together.
"Blaine, baby please wake up. You have your movie, and finding Albus...and me. Please wake up. I don't want to lose you. Please." Kurt wasn't shocked when this didn't work. He was shocked however when Blaine squeezed his hand. "Blaine?" Squeeze.
Kurt smiled standing up. Blaine kept a firm grip on the boys hand and didn't let it go.
"C'mon you're ok, open your eyes B." Squeeze.
"I've seen you conquer certain death, and even when you're just standing there you take away my breath..." Pulse was getting strong and Blaine's grip tighter.
"And maybe, someday you'll hear my song and understand that all alone theres something more that I'm trying to say." Blaine coughed around the breathed tube and brought his other hand up to pull it out of his mouth. Once it was out he gasped for air and opened his eyes. Kurt began to cry.
"Blaine! You're OK!" Blaine gave him a funny look.
"Course I am, Kurt. Why wouldn't I be?" His smiled then dropped, "Oh yeah the crash...you're OK though right?"
"I'm fine, B." Kurt laughed.
"The movie! We still have our parts right!"
"Yes, Blaine. Is that all you care about?" Kurt chuckled.
"No! Have you got any red vines?"
Over 2 months later Blaine, Clara and Kurt were fully healed up. The boys walked onto the A Very Potter Movie set to receive a thunderous applause.
"Yay! They're back happy happy. Done. GET BACK TO WORK! ANDERSON, HUMMEL COSTUMES NOW!" Tom Gellanie, the director, yelled. Said boys then quickly scurried off to costume the hair and make up.
"Hey Lauren?" Kurt smiled as Lauren tucked his hair into the wig, "You ever wish you were in the movie?"
"Hrm, sometimes. But i have always wanted to see what its like behind the camera." She smiled.
"Place on the set! 3 2 1 and action!"
"I am, A racist, I despise gingers...and mudbloods..."
"Everyone welcome back Kurt and Blaine!" Mr Schue announced to the whooping and cheers of the glee club.
"Kurt! Dolphin stop getting in trouble." Brittany stated then batted Kurt on the nose, "Bad dolphin!"
"Sorry Brit." He smiled hugging her.
"Well boys, the glee club have prepared a number for you, just to show how much we care." Mr Schue smiled. Brad then played softly as the club took their places. Kurt teared up at the song. Rachel began.
Ive been alone
surrounded by darkness
and Ive seen how heartless
the world can be
Mercedes smiled at Kurt and took the next verse.
And Ive seen you crying
you felt like its hopeless
Ill always do my best
to make you see
(whole club) Cause baby, youre not alone
cause youre here with me
and nothings ever gonna bring us down
cause nothing can keep me from lovin you
and you know its true
it dont matter whatll come to be
our love is all we need to make it through
Finn smiled at them and pulled them both up.
Now I know it aint easy
(Kurt: No it aint easy)
But it aint hard trying
(Blaine: its so hard trying)
everytime I see you smiling
and I feel you so close to me
tell me
Glee club & Klaine:
That baby youre not alone
cause youre here with me
and nothings ever gonna bring us down
cause nothing can keep me from lovin you
and you know its true
it dont matter whatll come to be
our love is all we need to make it through
Puck:
Now I still have trouble
I trip and stumble
trying to make sense of things some times
Santana:
I look for reasons
but I dont need em
all I need is to look in your eyes
and I realize
Everyone:
Baby youre not alone
cause youre here with me
and nothings ever gonna bring us down
cause nothing can keep me from lovin you
and you know its true
it dont matter whatll come to be
our love is all we need to make it through
They all smiled with tears in their eyes
Cause it dont matter whatll come to be
our love is all we need to make it through
"Aww! Club hug!" Rachel called tearing up. They laughed and hugged and enjoyed each others company, until Blaine's phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Blaine! Its Clara! You'll never guess what!" The girl cried.
"What?"
"Albus is out! Dad's coming home!"
Kurt smiled walking to his locker at the end of the day. Blaine and Clara left, family after all. He was just glad to see Blaine smile again.
"Yo, Kurt." Karofsky coughed. Kurt turned around,
"Oh, hey Dave."
"Good to see you're back."
"Hrm? Oh yeah, Thanks." Kurt smiled. Karofksy then played with his letterman jacket.
"So I was wondering. Uh I'm kinda failing french, you think you could help me out?"
"Uh...sure?"
"Great! Heres my address! Meet me there tonight at 8? Karofsky smiled.
"Sure?" Kurt said raising an eyebrow. This wouldn't end well, would it?
Shortish chapter but my mind is with other stories, i just wanted to update for you guys! cos i luv yas :)
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