11.

Dougie closed the gym door behind him and immediately regretted everything he had said to Danny. He couldn't believe he had let his jealousy take him over and had turned in one of those mean bitches you see in every teenage movie.

He looked through the window in the door and saw Danny sitting on the floor with his hands in his hair. He looked so confused and lost. Dougie wanted to go back in there and give him the biggest hug but he resisted that feeling. No words he could say now could ever make Danny forget what he had said before, the damage was done.

With his head down he strolled through the hall towards his classroom. When he entered the room he looked up to see where Harry was sitting and he almost thanked God when he was sitting in the back, he didn't when he remembered He had kicked Danny out of Heaven. But maybe he should thank Him for that because if He hadn't done that he never would have met Danny and he was more than grateful to have him in his life now.

'Are you alright?' Harry asked when Dougie sat down next to him.

Dougie sighed. He wished Harry would stop asking that question. He was sick of hearing it and tired of answering it. 'Fine' He said shortly.

Harry heard the frustration in his voice and decided to leave him alone during class. He concentrated on the teacher while, in his eye corners, he saw Dougie staring at Tom who was sitting a few tables further. Unlike Dougie Tom couldn't stop smiling and in his eyes was a big shiny sparkle you couldn't miss. Looked like his day couldn't get any better while Dougie's couldn't get any worse.

While Dougie was staring at Tom he realized he had become just like him. There was only one difference that set the two apart from each other when they were younger and that was determination to get what you want. When Tom saw something he wanted he did anything to get it, no matter what he had to do or who he had to hurt. Dougie had sworn to never become like that but now he had done exactly the same. He wanted Danny for himself so badly that he didn't care if he hurt Tom. And now, in the process, he might have hurt Danny too and that was the last thing he wanted.

'It would be great if you were present in my class Dougie' Mrs. Bognal suddenly said very loud which broke Dougie's thoughts.

'I am here, aren't I?' Dougie said annoyed

'I mean I want you mentally present as well'

'Yeah well, you can't always get what you want' Dougie said and realized his words hurt himself more than it probably hurt her. It only reminded him that he couldn't get Danny just because he wanted to.

Mrs. Bognal frowned. She knew Dougie wasn't himself but she couldn't let him speak to her like that. 'Answer this question Dougie' She said. 'Why did Helia Rosen write about a freedom hell?'

Dougie smiled. He had discussed that poem last year in his old school, this was going to be easy. 'Because people need rules and restrictions even though they think they don't. When given sudden freedom they feel lost and overwhelmed, they simply can't handle it and will eventually kill their selves.'

Mrs. Bognal narrowed her eyes. 'Correct' She said and Dougie smiled smug, he sure showed her. He looked at Harry and gave him a fist while the other students were giggling.

When class was over the ecstatic was long gone especially when he thought about the next class: gym. His mum wrote a letter but still.. He didn't look forward to let another teacher know what happened to him. The less people knew about it, the better.

He was standing next to Harry who was getting his gym clothes out of his locker when he saw Danny stepping out of the room where he had left him an hour ago. He looked at Dougie who smiled weakly but that smile vanished immediately when Danny gave him a blank face. Dougie swallowed hard, what has he done?

Dougie followed Danny's gaze when he broke eye contact and saw he was looking at Tom now. He couldn't repress a little sigh of relief when he gave him a blank face as well.

Danny looked at Tom and took in a deep breath before walking towards him. 'Can we talk?' He asked.

Tom smiled widely 'Of course' He said happy

'I'm not who you think I am'

'You're not a sweet guy who's ridiculously handsome?' Tom teased

'No.. No I'm not' Danny said confused by Tom's answer. 'I.. uum'

This was even harder than he had imagined. He could already feel Tom's heart crushing down in his own chest and the way Tom looked at him, with his puppy dog brown eyes, really made him lose focus.

He closed his eyes and tried to get the words in his mind in the right order. 'I don't feel anything for you'

'What?' Tom asked barely hearable.

'I don't like you and I never will' Danny said and it was a good thing his eyes were closed, they were starting to tear up. He felt how Tom's heart started to ache and it soon spread over his entire body. Every limp and every muscle hurt like hell. Even breathing was a huge effort.

Danny slowly opened his eyes again but wished he hadn't when he saw Tom's face. Tears were falling down his wet cheeks from his bloodshot eyes. He seemed to shrimp every second until he eventually ran away.

Danny let his head fall on a random locker and let out his own tears. He thought of himself as the devil, only He is capable of giving someone so much pain.

He suddenly felt how every heartbeat became sharper and harder. It felt like every time his heart beat someone stabbed him with a knife and took it out only to stab him again. Eventually it hurt so much he grabbed his chest while silently screaming, having too much pain to really scream.

His trembling knees couldn't hold him up anymore and he fell down when he suddenly felt arms going around him that softened the pain a little.