Gasoline Hearts {Phan} #WattPride

Chapter One

Dan Howell sat up in bed an rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before walking downstairs to where his mother and father sat, eating breakfast and reading the morning paper. "Morning mum." He said with a smile, and nodded to his father as he walked to the fridge, grabbing a crumpet from inside and the butter. "Sleep well dear?" His mother asked, and the brunette nodded, taking his now completed breakfast back upstairs to get ready for school.

He walked into his room and let out a disjointed sigh, walking to the closet and grabbing the first thing he saw which happened to be a black and white flannel with a white tank top. Rolling his eyes he grabbed a pair of black jeans from the dresser and the quickly changed, spraying on his antiperspirant then shoving his feet into his shoes. Taking a quick look in the mirror he made a face at his hair, which was curly and unruly. Cursing at the lack of time to fix it he grabbed his phone, wallet, house keys, jacket and school bag then took the stairs two at a time and walked outside to the bus stop, sliding into his seat just before the driver pulled off.

Across town, Phil Lester fixed his shirt collar and tie, glancing at himself in the mirror as he put his glasses on, magnifying his electric blue eyes. Sighing for the seventh time that day he quickly sprayed on his cologne and ran a brush through his unruly black hair before grabbing his jacket and briefcase. It was his first day teaching at Manchester High, and to say he was nervous would be an understatement. As he went to his car he noticed a boy leaving his house and running to he bus, making it just before it pulled off. He shook his head and climbed into his car and took off to the school, blissfully unaware of what would await him.

hatter_jac I need to stop writing Phan, and also this is for you I love you