I Havent Edited It Yet, But I Will As Soon As Possible.
Second Chapter!! Enjoy!!
When I finally got home, I already knew I was screwed.
''Niall James Horan!'' My Mum shouted as I walked in.
''Oh Great!'' I thought. I guess the school got to her before I could. Assholes... I really did want to tell her myself. I mean... Im fuckin' sick of going to that god damn school. I can never have a good time!
''Yes Mum?'' I answered, flinging my backpack on the couch.
'' The school cslled me and told me that you were suspended from school and had to change schools!!!! What did you do this time?!''
Well...'' I said in a cheerful tone. "I was so close to banging the hottist teacher in the school, Ms. Flack, untill Mr. Derick came in and ruined all the fun. I mean, I had her in nothing but her thong mom, nothing but her thong! So after he came in and ruined the party, he sat me down in his office. We have a little fight... Some threats were said, and then suspended me for three month... Untill the three cunts came along." I explained. My mum never really did anything major that would affect me. All she'd do was ground me. Maybe even find me another school in Ireland to send me to. This has been the fourth school ive been to this year. So im hoping that she'll finally home school me!
''You have got to be kidding me!!''
''Actually.... Im actually being honest.'' I smiled as I set my backpack down on the couch.
As I looked at her...I could tell she was pissed.
''Thats It Niall! Im transfering you to live with your brothers in Califorina! This has gone on for to long! You just... cant seem to listen!!!!'' She shouted.
''What! Why!?''
''Really? Your Going To Ask Me Why?! Well, you asulted two teachers and almost killed one. Now you've gone as far to fucking one.''
''Whatever, but there is no way in hell im going to LA! IM A MAN GOD DAMNIT! You cant tell me what to fucking do!!''
''Niall! Im shipping you to California and thats Final! You are NO man... You contuinuing to be a little boy. Your nothing but a wee-lad!'' She said firmly as she stormed away.
''Fine! Your Wanting To Be A Bitch! Well So Be It! I Fuckin Hate You Mum!! And Im Not A Fucking 'Wee-Lad'! Im A Bloke! A Man Mum!'' I shouted as I rushed to my room.
''GOD DAMNIT!'' I shouted to myself. Such a stuberon bitch! Then has the odasity to call her own son a boy... Ugh!
I just laied on my bed and stared at the celeien. My room wasn't that big at all... Which kinda pissed me off. It made me a little clostriphobic as well. I had a little desk area, a T.V, and A bed. Not much.
I sat up and sighed. ''I guess I should call the boys and tell them Im commin back.'' I said to myself.
Digging through my packpack, I took out my phone and called Zayn. And I cant beleive she called them my brothers... Those fuckers will never be my brothers...
''Zayn here, speak now.''
''Hey, Zayn... It's me... Niall.''
''Niall? Hey, Vas' happenin. Havent heard fom you in a while.''
''Nothin much, My stupid mum said I have to go back to LA to stay with you guys.''
''Oh really? What did you do?''
''Long story. I'll tell you when I get there.''
''Well when are you coming?''
''Not sure. But I know it's gonna be soon.'' I sighed.
