"Hey dan I'm going out for a bit, do you want to come?"

"Nah I'll be fine. Have you got your phone?" Dan asks from his room. Phil checks his pocket

"How do I keep on forgetting it.." phil mumbles looking around the lounge, he comes out to their hallway and dan was standing there with his phone in his hand

"It was in the kitchen" dan laughs handing it to phil.

"Heh thanks. I'll see you soon" phil smiles, kissing Dans lips and walking towards the door

"YOU FORGOT YOUR KEYS, IDIOT!" Dan yells sped walking after him, just before phil closing the door behind him. Phil slumped his shoulders in annoyance with himself. Phil grabs the keys from dan

"What would I do without you. Love you" phil smiles.

"Love you too"

Phil starts walking down their street, to the corner, where a taxi was parked and waiting for him.

"Phil?" The driver asks, he looks like a sweet old man

"Yes!" Phil smiles getting in the car

"Where to son?" He asks,

"Uh... it's a Jewellery shop, uh... here" phil says, handing the driver a piece of paper with the address on it.

"Hopefully there isn't any traffic on the way" the driver says smiling. He starts the car and starts driving.

A few minutes in phil decides it'd be good to talk to him,

"Where are you from?" Phil asks,

"I'm from London! What about you?"

"The North"

"Ah, you don't really sound northern though"

"Yeah I had been living in Manchester for a few years and I lost my accent, but it comes back every so often"

"Ah I see, I've been living here in London City for 36 years now"

"That's a long time, jeez! Do you like it here?"

"Yeah, I moved here with my wife and my Daughter. We like it here"

"How old is your daughter?"

"Ah, she's 38 now. She even has a child too. His names Daniel. It's been a while since I've seen that little rascal.."

"Wait... did you say Daniel?.."

"Mmhmm"

"what's Your daughters married name?... sorry for asking.."

"No it's fine! It's Howell.. I Believe.. I'm not sure anymore, bad memory.."

"small word.."

"What was that?"

"Oh it's just, I'm actually your grandsons.... friend.."

"Really? Woah that's amazing! How did you meet him?"

"Over the Internet,"

"Yeah Daniel was really into tech stuff"

"So is this your grandson?" Phil asks, showing him a photo of him

"My god he has grown! That's definitely him"

"How crazy is that. What's your name?"

"Harold, Harold Lanson"

"Phil Lester"

The trip seems quick, its already been thirty minutes, they are stuck in traffic.

"Hey Harold, do you support LGBT+?.."

"Of course, why do you ask?"

"Well uh... I haven't been truthful to you.."

"Your dating Daniel, aren't you?"

"H-how did you know?.."

"The way you talk about him son, that's love. And not to mention you seem like a great guy for Daniel. I'd be happy to call you apart of our family" Harold says smiling.

"Thankyou!... you are really different from your daughter.."

"Has she had one of her episodes again.."

"She's been stalking us for the past three years.. we got a restraining order against them and they've tried kidnapping dan back"

"It's her husband. I never liked him. He was always homophobic. He brainwashed her to make a nuclear family. That's why the forgot about us"

"I-I'm so sorry.. hey, would you like to come over for dinner this Friday?"

"I'd love too! Should we surprise Daniel?"

"I think that'll be great! Finally someone in this family that isn't mad"

"Oh I am mad son, Just in a good way.. I think.." they both laugh.

"This is my number, We can stay in contact" phil says handing him a card with his information.

"Ah that's great. Phil, you are a really great guy, Daniel is lucky to have you"

"Heh, thanks" Phil smiles,

They finally arrive at the address.

"What do I owe you?"

"Nothing, i can't make you pay"

"Oh come on let me give you something" phil says, offering him a £50 note, he lightly pushes his hand away

"Keep it, Knowing that there is some family that still cares is some of the best payment I could ask for" he smiles.

"Okay, well I'll see you Friday?" Phil asks getting out of the taxi.

"The address is Richmond Crescent, right?"

"Yes, number 5B"

"Thanks Phillip, its been wonderful meeting you"

"You too, thankyou so much!" Phil smiles. Harold smiles back and drives off. Phil walks up to the shop and steps inside

"Phil Lester?" A blacksmith walks out from a back room with a apron on and some safety goggles on his head

"Hey, you must be Christian, nice to meet you"

"We got your ideas for the rings, and we made some designs. Come look at them"

I'm so devastated With what has happened in Manchester. It's Terrible. Stay safe friends.