Blaine Warbler Glee Novels & Stories

" I huffed. We all chuckled at her dumb mind. "Try hiring a decent P.A Zayn," Blaine said. " I'm gonna go finish my job if you need anything just call me." He stood up. "Finish working or Finish flirting Autumn." Jacob teased and smirked at Blaine. "I like her ok. Enough for you guys?" Blaine surrender. We nodded this is again the time that Blaine shared what he felt. "I'll try to find a new. It's hard to find a decent P.A."

... Colin froze, then scoffed, "Come on. You're 29 and still so childish? You think this trick will get my attention?" His friends echoed him one after another. "Know your distance." "An ugly duckling can't beat a swan." "Are you jealous, pulling this stunt to embarrass him?" Joyce bowed her head, sounding pitiful. "I'll pay you. Does $20,000 work for you? Just don't hassle Colin anymore. He called you here for my sake. If you're mad, take it out on me."

She laughed too and then kept quiet, then looked at me, "is it me or people have been looking at us a bit.. like more than they should..." "ohh they probably notice me... I was on Glee.. last season's eight episodes..." Her eyes shot wide open, "you were on Glee? That teen singing show? Where Demi lovato was on..." "Oh fuck you are a 16 year-old hiding in a granny's body...." "Fuck you... Mike loves that show..." I rolled my eyes, "of course he does...I mean duuh I was there.." She laughed, "Oh, okay these people probably think I am your step mom then..."

“I…. How…” “And, I don’t know if you read the last part, but I think you should. It talks about what happens if I’m no longer around.” Blaine’s finger frantically swiped up and down on the phone. “What’s that?” He shoved the phone close to Shelby’s face. “Some charities of my choice,” Shelby replied. I couldn’t imagine the pain she must be feeling with her hair being pulled like that. “F*CK!” Blaine yelled and spun around, letting go of Shelby’s head. “I should’ve listened to Lauren.”

And suddenly, an idea struck me. “Do you know how to play ‘Everglow’?” I asked Blaze. “Baby girl, I can play anything,” was Blaze’s arrogant response. “Okay, high notes on this one. That’s what I’ll sing. And go slow. We’ll make it more soulful.”

Ella could feel the warm tears streaming down her face. “Ella, are you alright!?” Gwyneth worriedly asked, seeing Ella crying silently. Blaze heard Gwyneth calling his mate’s name, and he looked around and saw Ella. Blaze’s eyes widened in surprise. He felt like his heart was being torn apart, seeing her cry because of him. Blaze quickly pushed the girl away from him. “Love,” Blaze said. Ella bitterly smiled at him. She removed Gwyneth’s hand on her arm and turned her back. She started running away from him.

One of them peered inside and inquired, “Blaze, is that you? When did you get back to Waltz City? Why didn’t you tell me?” With a sudden shudder, Blaze quickly turned his head around, and greeted the speaker with the utmost respect, “Sir!” Zayn and the rest in the room directed their attention at the doorway where a 60-year-old man stood. Waine froze, his pupils constricting, as adulation and excitement took over every inch of his face. “T-That is X-Xavier G-Griffin himself… right?!” he cried.

“Please, don’t hurt me.” 3 Glee stared at the yellow scrap of paper in her hands, her purse over one arm, mouth a tight line. She looked at George slumping in his recliner, Blondie at rest but alert on the Oriental rug below, one forepaw curled under. Glee closed her fists into claws and mangled the notepaper. “Think,” she said again. “I couldn’t see,” replied George, holding his head, “already told you. It’s all a blank. I was nearly unconscious.”

I smiled and leaned towards him while I spoke. “I love it. I feel like we have even more in common now, I mean I loved Glee through out high school and I still do. I think it is incredible that you got to meet your idol. I wish I could have been there. I would have loved to meet the cast that was there. Was the guy that played Blaine there?” I asked with interest lacing my voice. His smile widened as he leaned forward and his eyes shown with excitement while he spoke.

Today was no exception. No one relaxed, even though it was the last day of rehearsals. Everyone practiced diligently. The kids were rehearsing their dance when Gwyneth walked in. Group three was set to perform a street dance with the title of Blaze. She scowled as she observed for two minutes. When they were done, she clapped and signaled them to stop. They paused, then gathered around Gwyneth. The team leader, Lionel Laurent, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Ms. Glen, what do you think?"