Klaine One Shots

Prom Misshape Number 2

"Kurt Hummel." Mr. Figgins said over the mic in the gym. The gym went dead silent, it was as if could hear a feather drop. 

 Soon enough wolf whistles and clapping filled the room, I of course was speechless. I looked around and see peoples glares at me, I couldn't breathe I had to leave. I closed my eyes at ran out of the gym, I knew something was going to happen. 

 "Kurt , stop Kurt!" 

I kept running the pain in that room killed me more then the bulling at this school. I ran down the hall and I heard foot steps behind me. Tears were rolling down my checks like  Niagara Falls.

"I never been so humiliated." 

"Kurt! Stop! Kurt Please just stop come on."

I turned to face the figure that was running behind me.

"Don't you get how stupid we were, we thought that no one was teasing us or beating us up that- that no one cared, like some kind of progress has been made."

Tears were fallen on my face faster then you can say heartbreak. I covered my mouth trying to get the tears from stopping but as I shook my head they kept falling harder and harder. Blaine just stood there, I can see the hurt in his eyes. He tried to lighten the mood.

"Its just some stupid joke."

"No its not, all that hate and they were just afraid to say it out loud. So they did it by secret ballot."

"Im just one big practical joke.." I started to mumble and fall into Blaine's chest, all the emotions I had left my soul. Arms were around me like they were protecting me. I just cried like there was no tomorrow as Blaine whispered sweet nothings to me as he rubbed my back. 

"Its going to be okay." My eyes squeezed shut and more water kept rolling down. Blaine stopped hugging me and put them around my neck. I looked up to see Blaine's neck as we was kissing my forehead. He looked into my eyes while he took his hand to my check; his thumb collecting the tears that were left on my face. We looked into each others eyes, honestly that few seconds I felt like I wasn't there that nothing didn't happen. Soon I felt a kiss lay upon my lips, I kissed back and stopped; I was scared that someone was going to beat us up or laugh at insult us with words. 

"Do you want to go back in?" He asked me and took both his hands in mine.  I shook my head and ripped my hands out of his grip and turned around. I left two hands on my shoulders.

"Ill let you think." He told me as he sat down against the lockers. I kept on pacing just thinking of   the pros and cons of going in or not. If I do go in then they would get their laugh or just leave and never find out what happens next, I was going to ask Blaine if we could leave but then I remembered. Him and I were here to take the lump out of his throat of what happened at his last dance, I didn't want this to happen again to him or I also have a lump in my throat; I knew what I had to do. I kept pacing trying to rethink it to making sure what I was doing was right.

"Do you at least sit down."

I said nothing but just paced back and forth thinking of what I should pick. Then what I have been thinking about for a good 10 minutes thinking.

"Do you want to go?" I turned to look at the boy staring up at me. 

"We don't have to go in there." 

I walk to him and said what I have been pacing about for. 

"Wasn't this prom suppose to be about redemption, about taking weight the lump you had in your throat from running away?" He looked down and sighed, I knew he still wasn't over it, 

"All its going to do is give me a lump to."

"So what do you want to do?" I looked away from him, I picked what I was going to do next to chance our lives. 

I took a deep and calm breathe and spoke what I was thinking right then and there. 

"I'm going to go back in there and get carinated. " Another shaky breathe left my mouth as I got closer to Blaine. 

"Im going to show them that It doesn't not matter if they are yelling at me or whispering behind my back, they can't touch me." I knelt down next to Blaine and looked at him in his eyes."They can't touch us or what we have." I took his hands in mine and looked down. Blaine got a tissue form his back pocket as I whipped and blew my nose. While I was doing that he got up and looked around making sure now one was there and held out his hand. I looked up and he gave the look that I should take it with a smile. 

"Are you ready for this?" 

 I took his hand and we walked back into the gym. 

When we did walk back in I didn't regret it one bit. I got to show off that I was strong, helped Blaine with his lump and danced with the most perfect guy named Blaine Anderson. I don't  ever want to think about what if I didn't do it, I left and I would've been more of a wimp that I was now. I think I found the rainbow at the end of this storm. 

A/N: what do you guys think, Sorry if any of these story's are bad I may rewrite them, should I do this one and Prom misshape number 1 in Blaine's view? PLEASE ANSWER! anyway have a nice and gayfull day ( see what I did there)