Phil Lester was woken up by his parents screaming, again. He sighed as he opened his eyes and sat up, grabbing his phone only to see yet again, nothing. 7:29am. Why must they always fight, of course my father's drunk again. Phil sighed again as he got out of bed and walked to his closet. He grabbed a long sleeve tee shirt and some basic blue jeans. He took off the tee shirt he slept in and glanced at himself in the mirror. Bruises bruises and more bruises. He was covered in them. He threw on his clothes and grabbed his backpack.
Phil listened for yelling, silence. It was nice, but Phil knew it wouldn't last long. He opened his door and walked out into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water. "Going out again?" his mother asked, causing Phil to jump. "Yeah, to the library and stuff. I'll be back tonight. Don't forget to take your meds" Phil gave his mother a small smile and walked out the door, walking to the library. His mom wasn't anywhere near like his dad. Phil and her got along most of the time and she actually cared for Phil, unlike his father. But his mom was bipolar and sometimes goes off her medicine, which causes unpredictable outbreaks to happen. Sometimes, no most times, violent, usually to herself or Phil.
Phil has volunteered at the library for years so he goes here daily, in exchange he gets to borrow as many books as long as he wants and access to staff only areas. He helped shelf returned books for a few hours before picking out a book and sitting in an empty conference room and starting to read it. After a few minutes of reading his phone buzzed in his backpack. Phil grabbed his phone and read the notification. "danisnotonfire added you as a friend!"
Who was this danisnotonfire? What kind of username was that? How did they get my snapchat? Phils thoughts were interrupted by another 2 buzzes. "danisnotonfire is typing..." "danisnotonfire has sent you a chat!"
danisnotonfire: hey cutie (;
amazingphil: who are you?
danisnotonfire: your future husband? (;
amazingphil: future husband? i don't even know you
danisnotonfire: but you will (;
amazingphil: i don't know about that
snap opened
Who was that? Why did he call himself my future husband? Phil put his phone down and just continued reading his book, but for some reason Phil couldn't stop thinking about the conversation, he wanted to know who that person was. Nobody has ever tried to even talk to him, let alone say that they were his future husband. Phil got lost in his thoughts for a few more hours before looking up at the clock,it was 4pm. Phil left the conference room and put the book he was going to read back on the shelf before sitting in front of one of the library computers. The library was the only place Phil could play video games, so he did everyday at the library for a few hours.
At 8pm the library was closing so Phil inevitably had to leave, though he didn't want to go home. He knew his father would still be drunk and violent towards Phil if he saw him. Phil walked home anyway, as he would have no reason to still be out and walked to his room, avoiding his father at all costs. Phil closed his door and threw his backpack in his chair, before flopping onto his bed, plugging his phone in beside him. He closed his eyes and started to drift off but his phone buzzed next to him, Phil tried ignoring it but got another buzz. He groaned and opened his eyes and check his phone. "danisnotonfire is typing..." "danisnotonfire has sent you a chat!
danisnotonfire: hey handsome :)
Who was this danisnotonfire and why was he so interested in talking to me?
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Stranger /// Phan
Fanfiction21 year old Phil Lester was about to give up on life, he had nothing good going for him. He had no girlfriend, he had no job, he still lived with his abusive parents and he had no friends. But all of that changed after he met a certain 20 year old...
