Chapter 2-Queens & Queer haters

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A/N if you didn't read the entire title, there are 10 things you should know:

1. This is actually before chapter 1, but it will intersect it

2. Certain events may or may nor occur ;) pg-13 and all that

4. I prefer my Mitch's clean shaven, so he will be

5. You didn't notice that there isn't a number 3

7. You just went back to check

8. You didn't realise there isn't a number 6, either

9. You just checked that, as well

10. You are now grinning like an idiot XD

Sorry, sorry, couldn't resist

Thanks to everyone who read/voted/commented on the first chapter, your support is greatly appreciated.

Just so you know, there will be some foul/derogatory language, but it is meant as a joke, and I deeply apologise if you are offended. If you are, let me know and I will remove it.

On with the story.

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*24 hours earlier*

Blake's POV

"HURRY UP, LESBO! IF WE MISS THIS FLIGHT, I'LL KILL YOU!" I screeched at Ellie, who was walking vvvveeeerrrrryyyyy sssslllloooowwwwllllyyyy from the car. On purpose. To piss me off.

"CALM YOUR PITS, STRAGGOT! IT DOESN'T LEAVE FOR ANOTHER HOUR!" She shrieked back, even though she was stood by my side now.

"Ellie! Please refrain from using that disgusting language in public!" We turned to see her mother walking towards us, sporting a very angry frown.

"Honestly, mum, I don't mean anything by it, and Blake knows I don't. Anyway, you didn't tell HIM off!" she replied indignantly.

"That's because he isn't my son, but you are."

"What, I'm your SON?!" she joked.

We all burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" my dad asked, as he and my mum walked over with a luggage trolley bearing all our possessions. And, boy, there was a LOT of stuff.

"Nothing, dad" I said, sitting on the trolley like I was a little kid.

"I can't believe my baby is moving out" my mum sniffed, getting teary.

"Mum, come here," I said, pulling her into a hug,"I'm 21, mum, it's time for me to see the big, bad world."

"How about one more song for them?" Ellie asked.

"Sure. Say something?" she nodded.

"Say something, I'm giving up on you" I started singing slowly, my tenor voice suiting the song well,

"I'll be the one, if you want me to" Ellie joined in with her sweet alto notes,

"Anywhere I would've followed you

"Say something, I'm giving up on you"

"And I am feeling so small

"It was over my head

"I know nothing at all" We all now have tears in our eyes, but we carry on.

"And I will stumble and fall

"I'm still learning to love

"Just starting to crawl"

"Say something, I'm giving up on you

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