Don't Tell Dad (Phan)

Chapter 1

Phil looked in the mirror and gulped.

He didn't know why he was so nervous, really. He kept telling himself it was stupid.

He was only starting a new school tomorrow.

He was only starting a new school tomorrow.

Holy fucking shit.

Stop being so stupid, he told himself. It's only school, no-one cares what you look like.

He tried to stop his hands shaking as he tried on the seventh shirt that evening. It was his favourite, a soft black-and-yellow checked shirt that he had had for years. It wasn't in the best condition, the sleeves were slightly frayed, but he felt safe and cosy in it. It was like a piece of home, kind of.

It was 11pm and Phil was kind of freaking out because even though Birkeley's Sixth Form started at 9, and he had set an alarm for 8 (having decided an hour was easily enough time to shower, have breakfast and freak the fuck out for 40 minutes) he still needed to pack his bag and decide what to wear.

Eventually he chose a blue shirt with roll up sleeves and some skinny jeans. He tried to calm down, refreshing tumblr and even watching some Jenna Marbles to relax him, but he was wound like a clockwork spring and could barely lie down.

He went downstairs to make some of his mums' soothing night teas, and heard them chatting in the living room. He peeked through the door slightly and saw Jessica's blonde hair nestling on Becky's knee.

He was so happy that they had adopted him.

After his birth parents had chucked him out for being gay...

Phil shuddered and kept listening.

"He's so nervous," the blonde heap said, playing with a strand of Becky's shiny brown hair.

"He'll be fine, honey," Becky said, adjusting her knee so it was more comfortable for Jessica. "He's clever, funny, kind and sweet as hell. He's bound to make friends,"

Jessica sighed and propped herself up so she could kiss the brunette.

"You're right. Sorry for being stressy about it," she said with a smile.

Phil felt his heart melt at his parents' adorableness, and he went upstairs with the tea.

Somehow he fell asleep, only to be woken at 8am by the sound of the Death Star being obliterated. Yeah, he needed to change his alarm sound.

A/N:

Hey guys!! If you're reading this, it means you've read my first chapter *cheers*

It was quite short but ehhh

Do you like Becky and Jessica? I do :3

I'm not sure how often I'll update cuz I'm going on holiday without wifi in a few days...

See you next chapter!!! (Unless you get sacrificed to satan)

Also I'm planning some kickthestickz and troyler, so stay tuned

*throws Oreos at you whilst making tardis noises*