deadly hopes ➳ wdw

1 ➢ meet the boys

Jasmine's POV

I stood awkwardly as I waited for my suitcase to appear on the conveyer belt, along with everyone else who was on my flight. Soon enough I would be starting my new life, for the next month that is. I haven't seen my brother Daniel in about 5 months, ever since his band Why Don't We formed and he moved to California. But now here I am, already sweating from the Cali heat, ready to reunite with him.

My neon pink bag came into view shortly, making me luckier than most of the people waiting. I pushed my way through the crowd, tugging on my suitcase handle just hard enough for it to swing over the edge of the conveyor belt. Smiling proudly, I readjusted myself before making my way to the exit.

As I stood outside waiting, no sign of my brother, I hoped he had actually told me to meet him at the west exit. As I was about to dial his number, a black jeep pulled up beside me, with my brother driving it.

"Sweet ride little bro."

I nodded in approval.

He laughed and hopped out of the car, running over and embracing me in one of his bear hugs.

"Daniel what the fuck!"

I stepped back astounded.

"What?"

He looked confused.

"You've already grown like 4 inches since I last saw you! Stop! Fucking! Growing!"

I demanded.

"It's not my fault you're short as hell."

He laughed.

I rolled my eyes, tossing my suitcase in the trunk before jumping in the passenger seat.

"So how's Cali life treating you?"

I asked, hoping we could catch up on the 4 months I missed.

"It's amazing here. Wait until you see our house. It's huge and has the best view."

"And the band? How's that going?"

"The guys are amazing, they're like brothers to me. And our fans are incredible. I'm really happy with how it's going."

He beamed, causing a smile to appear on my face. It's so great to see him this happy. He was in a slump for awhile after he got voted off American Idol. Fuck them though.

"How are you? How's Dillon?"

He mentioned my boyfriend of 3 years, until we ended things. Which he didn't know.

"We broke up about a month ago."

I told him, a little broken inside. It still hurt.

"What!? Why?"

Daniel had always loved Dillon.

"He left me because he met another girl he liked better. Those are his words not mine."

I sighed.

"Wow. What a dick."

He said disappointed.