《♡My klaine one shots♡》

who would've guessed...

Chapter notes:《Blaine Anderson is one of the bullies at McKinley, he is on the football team but what people dont know Is that blaine has a crush on the main target of the jocks....Kurt hummel... lucky for blaine, kurt also has a crush on blaine》

Time of starting writing: 00:08am

time of finishing: 5:46pm

amount of words: 1879

Quick words: I hope you enjoy this because I have no idea what I am doing......🤦‍♂️😂 well here we go

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Blaines POV
Dear diary: Monday 17th August 2010...

I cant believe I'm doing this, I really I have no clue why I ever thought this would be the best way to show my feelings, by bullying the boy I like.

I know what you're saying. You're all telling me to stop it and just be myself. And trust me I would, but i know how everyone will react when they find out that the straight footballer who was apart of the group of meat heads, was actually a gay dude who loved to sing and had a major crush on kurt hummel. I hate myself for doing this to him, it pains me to do it. Just seeing the hurt in his eyes, omg those eyes, oh how I would love to just be able to stair at those eyes all day and just get lost in them. They way the colours of the ocean mix together with the light shade of a more turquoise green is so mesmerising. But back to my point, I hate the feeling I get in my stomach when he is thrown into the lockers by karofsky and azimio everyday. The amount of time I have thought about giving up all my power to go help him up and just hold him in my embrace and tell him how much I  cared for him and that everything would be okay and that I will protect him from now on. But I never act out on those feelings because that isn't what I'm supposed to do. Right?

I better head to school then

Diary out...
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I finish writing and put my book in my bag, making my way downstairs.

I walk Into the kitchen and head to the fridge to pour myself a glass of orange juice. And that's when I can feel my dads ice gold glare piercing Into the back of my head, I slowly turn around drinking my juice , as I look into his stare I can see already he has something serious to tell me. Not as pretty as Kurt's eyes, no ones will ever be I think to myself.