FaceTime,texting,love

|| Philophobia. Its name comes from two Greek roots, "philo" meaning love and "phobia" meaning fear of. The fear of love. || "I think i was 9 or 10. And i would watch from the stairs and-and the concept of getting close to anyone...it petrifies me." "Why?" "Because I never want to be vulnerable." His voice became colder. "I never want to be taken advantage of." "Who says everyone will?" The man retaliated. "I like my own tent. I don't want people to come inside and mess everything up." "But what if someone climbed into your tent and cleaned it up for you?" He asked again." xx

((Basically this is one big messy gay bandom AU, features just about every ship in the emo trinity and a few more)) Frank is the only gay guy he knows, stuck in the rather restricting and conservative world of Catholic school with his two best friends and their Catholic upbringings, where his daily adrenaline hits come from smoking behind the art block with Jamia, who he reckons is on her path to being the next Lindsay Lohan. But then, things really do change, because perhaps Jamia's matchmaking abilities aren't quite as shitty as Frank reckons, and perhaps this 'social gathering' he's dragged along to, does have some benefit to him after all. And perhaps, Frank will draw a face to the name of Gerard - Mikey's older brother, who really despite living in the same town, is worlds away from the reality Frank's stuck in. And on the subject of the unlikely, will Mikey ever finally figure out that Alicia Simmons really doesn't give a fuck about croquet?

A book of Phan and Troyler one shots (duh) I do not own Dan, Phil, Troye or Tyler. All content is for entertainment purposes only.

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