Clouds -> my first ever phanfic

8: Phil's POV

Dad offers to drive me home but Phil chose to walk. It's a beautiful day outside and Phil needed to clear my head of brown eyes.

Phil walks down the street, a little pep in his step as he passed the grocary store.

All in all, it had been an amazing recording session. Dan had kinda suprised Phil by bringing up his pajamas but it seemed more funnier than embarassing now.

Phil walked passed a tree with a group of teenagers sitting under it. Laughing and hiccuping at some joke a boy with red hair made.

"Oi! Pajama boy!" A voice calls over to Phil and he feels his face heat up. Phil turns to see a girl with brown hair smiling at him.

"Yes?" Phil asked quietly, avoiding eye contact as the whole group looked him over.

"Heard you were talking to Howell. What gives Howell talks to no one," The girl says, eyes grating over Phil's body. Almost like she was sizing him up, to see if he was worthy or something like that.

Phil felt his face get hotter, he stared intently at a crack in the sidewalk and spluttered,"Well I don't ah.. I don't know."

Suddenly, the group laughed again and turned back to each other.

Phil quickly jogged far as he could get from the group. Keeping his head down and shoulders hunched.

But the moment Phil opened the door he smiled like a idiot."Hey mum!" He yelled to his mom, who was cuddled up on the couch.

"Hey Phil, sit with me," His mum smiled, patting her a seat next to her which Phil took gladly.

Phil pretended not to notice the way there choclate brown couch looked like a certain color he'd seen earlier but his blush took full force when his mum asked,"So how was school? Did you meet any new friends?"

She handed Phil the remote and Phil surfed for a show to watch. Keeping his face towards the tv but his mum caught his pink cheeks.

"Oh my god! Who did you meet? Is he cute?" She asked, giggling like a middle schooler with a crush and clapping her hands.

"Well, maybe. But ya no not really. But I did meet somebody very nice," Phil finally chose to say. Blush deepening and smile growing. One half because his mum had said "he" and understood that Phil was gay and the other half because he mentally could not get that damn dimple out of his brain.

"Oh I do not believe that. At least give me a name if he makes you blush like that." His mum teased, Phil scoffed at her. Settling on a Doctor Who rerun and turning to her.

"Ugh. Fine, but you only get a name! And he is just my friend so don't have a heart attack. His name is Dan." Phil informed her and she smiled micheviously.

"Of course he's just a friend Phil," her voice was dripping with sarcasm and Phil giggled.

Actually giggled. Woah, he's never made that sound before. Jesus what is Dan doing to him. Phil turned red and again and turned back to Doctor Who.

Rose and the Doctor were getting chips when Phil's sister ran down te steps in her pj's."Philly!" She yelled, grin in full display as she jumped unto the couch between Phil and his mum.

"I missed you so much!" She smiled, hugging Phil tightly before turning to mum."Hi mummy! I missed you too!" She hugged mum quickly and turned to the tv as the Doctor Who theme played.

"What are we watching? Is this The Doctor?" She asked chattiy. Making Phil roll his eyes.

"Yeah, we are honey. Do you wanna watch?" mum asked with a content smile at Phil's sister.