Blaine waited, for pain, for sound or movement. But nothing came.

He didnt know how much time had passed but he darent open his eyes.

Thats when he felt it, a sharp pain. He fell backwards with the impact of the bullet and just laid there. His hearing only coming to life when it was only the echo of the shot rang out through the mall.

Am I dead? Is this it? I dont feel dead, he thought.

He forced his eyes open, looking around. He wasnt dead.

He looked to where Kurt was laying on top of Simon, tackling him trying to get hold of the gun, before looking to his shoulder.

He had been shot in the arm, Kurt had saved his life.

The sound of shots going off brought him back to what was happening in front of him. Bullets were being shot in to the air, making if rain shards of glass from the glass railing from the second and third floor.

Adrenaline took hold of his body and he didnt feel any pain. He got up to go rush to help Kurt but as soon as he stood up there was a loud bang and the door of the entrance swung open.

A couple of seconds later there was a swarm of police all around him.

He couldnt see Kurt anymore either, the walls of people clouding his view.

Thats when one last shot rang out, but that wasnt the only sound that was heard. A piecing scream came with it.

Kurts scream.

Blaines eyes widened and he started to try to push past all of the people who were standing in his way.

He could hear that they were trying to talk to him and there were a couple of paramedics that were trying to get a better look at his wound but he didnt care.

"Kurt?!" he yelled. All he wanted was a response, to hear his beautiful voice.

He made his way through the crowd, finally making it to Kurt.

"Blaine?" He heard his voice and ran forward pulling him in to a hug.

"I thought you had got shot," Blaine said only just realising the many tears that were cascading down his cheeks.

"Oh honey, Im sorry, the gun when off I just jumped me thats all," Kurt said clinging on to him.

Kurt pulled back first looking at his shoulder.

"Are you ok? You should go get that checked out," Kurt said grabbing Blaine lightly by the right towards one of the paramedics.

"It hurts really badly now that I think about it," Blaine said with a little nervous giggle at the end of his sentence.

...

Blaine opened his eyes, the light making him squint a little. The blaring sight of white was all he could see, but it cleared up after a moment. His arm had been patched up into a white sling and he was lying on a hospital bed.

"Kurt?" His voice croaked as if it hadnt been used in weeks. That was all that he could think of to say, hoping that he hadnt gone.

He remembered Kurt getting into the ambulance with him after getting a quick once over to see if he had any injuries.

He heard a door open beside him and his head automatically moved so that he was staring at who had come through the door.

"Blaine?" Kurt said rushing to the side of the bed.

"Hi," he said putting out his hand so Kurt could hold it.

Kurt took it and Blaine almost shivered at the warm sensation of softness he felt as they touched.

"Did I fall asleep?" Blaine asked not completely sure what had happened.

"Yeah, you were exhausted," Kurt said softly. "You wouldnt let go of my hand though, the doctors had to force it," Kurt giggled and he felt his check start to burn red.

"Sorry," he said not wanting to make eye contact.

"Dont worry about it, they said that you can be release this afternoon," Kurt said and Blaine brought his eyes up to look a Kurts almost getting lost in the green.

"Really? What time is it?" Blaine said briefly letting go of Kurts hand to push himself up into the upright sitting position before taking it back.

"About 11am, you slept all night and all morning," Kurt said squeezing his hand a little.

"Oh, were you here the whole time?"

"I would have if I could, my dad was going crazy," Kurt said making Blaine think to his own parents.

"Could you please ask the nurse if I could go early?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded turning and walked out of the room.

Kurt came back a few minutes later with a nurse following close behind.

"Hey Blaine, are you feeling better?" The woman asked. She had blond hair that trailed down to her shoulders, and was wearing the traditional blue overalls.

Blaine nodded; he just wanted to get out of here.

"We tried to get hold of your parents but we couldnt find them, do you have a number we could call?" She asked pen ready for when he told her.

Blaine just shook his head. "No, its really hard to get hold of them sometimes; can I not leave without a parent?" He asked.

"I can call my dad if that helps?" Kurt said before the woman could answer knowing what she was going to say.

"Yeah actually, whats your dads number?"

Once she had got the number, she smiled before leaving the room so that it was just him and Kurt.

"Thanks Kurt," he said as Kurt walked back over to the bed taking his hand in his again.

"Its fine, he wont mind," Kurt smiled.

...

Kurts dad came in little under half an hour and he was allowed to leave after a few checks.

His dad insisted that Blaine be driven home instead of getting the bus though he had tried to refuse, he has given Kurt a sad goodbye and had given him his number and now he was standing outside his front door.

He pushed the door slowly waking inside. He could hear small voice coming the living room which was just down the hall and to the left.

He walked towards it, walking in seeing both of his parents sitting on the sofa watching god know what on the TV.

"Hi," he said expecting some kind of reaction.

"Hey, youve been out a while why have you been up to?" His mum said without even looking at him.

When he didnt answer both of them turned a little catching sight of his arm.

"How on earth did you do that? You should be more careful," his dad said and he felt his face go red with anger.

"Have you not been watching the news?" He said a little hurt.

"Blaine honey you know we dont watch that rubbish," his mum said.

"And why didnt you answer your phone when the hospital called?" He yelled.

"Stop yelling at us son and tell us what happened".

"You know what it doesnt even matter," Blaine whispered and walked out of the room heading towards the status which lead up to his bedroom.

He knew that his parents loved him deep down, but he knew that they didnt care for him. He had practically had to raise himself, but he knew that if he wanted anything he just had to ask, money, clothes, anything. But he would defiantly trade it all for them to love him like normal parents.

He walked into his room slumping down into his bed before lying down slowly, trying now to catch his arm.

He took out his phone; bring up message before typing in Kurts number.

Hey, I know this is soon but what are you doing tomorrow? -B

He sent the message. It only took a few moments before he got a text back.

Well my dad said that I dont have to go back to school until next week, so nothing I guess -K

Blaine smiled at the text.

Great do you want to meet up? Go for a meal or a movie? -B

It didnt take long for his reply.

Blaine, did you just ask me on a date via text? ;) -K

Blaine panicked a little, maybe it was too soon? Should he have waited until they were together in person?

He pushed this thought to the back of his mind.

Maybe. ;) Is that a yes? -B

It took a little longer for Kurt to answer this time, making him a little nervous when his phone finally buzzed.

Yeah Id love to -K

Blaine smiled from ear to ear and closed his eyes with relief.

He had gotten a date with Kurt.