I Got The Wrong Mate! (BoyxBoy) [ Not Edited.]

Chapter 2

So! Another chapter of "I Got The Wrong Mate!"  

I had a bit of difficulties with the last chapter from Liam's POV because I don't have much about Liam yet. I told you , I am making up everything on the instant and I have nothing planned. So everything I write is badaaaaam , from my head to the page. 

It's a bit hard but I will get over it. 

So! Next chapter is from Daniel's POV. Also , don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT, AND FAN ! 

Or I'll cry.

~Jacob. <3 

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[Daniel's POV.] 

We were in the airport. My mother was a bit teary and my father had a blank expression. Next to them stood my brother and  his wife. I sighed and walked over to hug my mom and my brother.

I kinda hated my brother , but I guess I'll miss him. I am not going to go back here  until I am fucking eighteen!

I kissed my brother's wife's cheek. "See you around Julie. " I forced a smile and she nodded while smiling at me.

Last was my father. We shook hands and he nodded his head curtly. "Take care son." I nodded my head and my mom pulled me into another hug. "Stay out of troubles Mr.Smith." I chuckled a bit and nodded once again. After that I left to get my plane. My things were already sent to America so all I had on was my iPod for the flight. 

I got on the airplane and searched for  my seat. The flight was about to leave. When I found it , I discovered I was seated next to the window. I was in a quite comfortable spot in a first class. 

My parents had no problem with money as you probably noticed. 

 Next to me sat two men.. That held their hands together and intertwined their fingers with each other's. I scrunched my nose up with disgust but I said nothing. 

I might  not like gay couples  displaying affection but I am not a jerk that will call them fags and beat them.  I just stared out of the window after tucking my earphones, starting the music so I could ignore the  couple. 

Change - 3 Doors Down. 

Any song that suited better to that situation? 

I loved that song and I could listen to it repeatedly for days.  I let my head against the window after putting on my seat-belt. 

 I still felt bad about leaving. I wanted to stay in England. That was where I belonged, not to some crappy state in the US. 

I felt bad about leaving my friends, but it's not like I had a choice! 

I woke up on Monday morning with the crappiest feeling ever.  I refused leaving my room for the rest of the weekend after my parents told me they were ending me away, which I was furious about. 

But now it was Monday and I had to get to school and tell my friends what ever happened. 

 When I got to the school finally, after 45 minutes of struggling with clothes, choking on my breakfast and walking to the school , my best friend Lilly wrapped her arms around  my neck."Danny!" She squealed and I rolled my eyes with a small smile. This girl had so many energies that I was wondering if she was even real. 

"How was weekend? " She  clung to my arm like she always did and I groaned. "Oh please don't remind me of that bloody weekend." I muttered  and she looked up at me with questioning eyes. "Danny, what's the matter? "  She asked and I ignored her, approaching to my locker.