Phan - One-shots [ COMPLETED ]

~I love you, Phil Lester

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Trans!Phil .
All I'm saying.
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Phil took a deep breath.
He walked into the bathroom, looking at his newly cut hair.
It was simple, a flat fringe that flopped slightly over one eye and cut short on the sides and back, but he felt slightly more confident.

Who knew a haircut could do so much?
He looked down at the binder in his hands and smiled lightly.
With little difficulty, he placed his tri-top binder over his (lucky for him) small but still annoyingly perky breasts.
He looked up into the mirror again, and turned to look from his side.
He smiled widely. He felt handsome.

"Well, how does it look, honey?" Phil's mother soda from behind the door.

"It.. It looks.. And feels great, mum," Phil smiled.

"Can I have a look?" The kind lady asked.
"Uh- yup," Phil stuttered lightly.
The door opened slowly.
"Oh, sweetie, you look wonderful!" Phil's mum squealed and threw her arms around her son.
"You know what?" She pulled back and looked into Phil's eyes.
"I think you're the better looking son," she smiled.
Phil grinned and threw his arms around his mum.
"I love you, so so much mum, thank you," he kept smiling into her shoulder.
"Are you going to tell Dan?" She mumbled,
Her head resting on Phil's shoulder.
Phil tensed immediately at the thought.
Right, boyfriend.
Boyfriend who still thinks I'm a girl.

"Um.. Yeah, b-but tomorrow," Phil stuttered.
His mum smiled encouragingly.
"You can do it, Phil, I know you can," and with that, she slipped out of the bathroom to leave Phil to admire his new hair.

~

To: Danny 💕: Hey, can you come over? I need to tell you something.

Phil's fingers shook as he typed to his boyfriend.

From: Danny 💕: Sure baby 😘

He smiled.
This might go well, after all.

~

Phil's POV

Nope.
Nopity nope.
Nopitynopenope.biz.uk.

I can't do this.
I should just break up with Dan over the phone.
It'll be easier. He'll be dumping me when he finds out I'm a boy, anyways, so it'll be saving be heart being broken miraculously.
"Hey, Mrs. Lester!"
Too late.
The voice of my soon-to-be not-boyfriend was heard from downstairs.
I've always loved his voice.
Too bad I won't be able to hear it after today.

"Do you happen to know where Rachel is, by any chance?"

He heard the quiet voice of his mother.
"Phi- Rachel is in hi-her room."

His steps were coming up the stairs.

I started to pace the room.

He's going to hate me.
He'll leave me.

"Rachel?"
I cringed at that name.
It's so freaking basic.
"You in there?" He asked.
Tears started to well up in my eyes.
He's going to hate me.

"In here," I croaked out.
I felt weak in the knees.
I collapsed on to my bed.
I started to cry.
He'll leave me.

"Rachel, what's wro-" his voice sounded too close to still be outside the door.

"Rachel?"

"Stop calling me that!" I whipped my head up to be met with Dan's shocked expression.