*15 years on, Dan POV*
Today is mine and Phil's 12 year anniversary. It has been 12 years since we got married and 11 years since we adopted Alexa, our beautiful daughter. Today is her first day of year seven. I remember my first day of year seven. A lot of being confused and lost. I guess it didn't help that I was very shy. She's really confident, so hopefully she will be okay to ask around. The school is within walking distance of our house anyway. We moved from the busy streets of London a little over four years ago, and moved to the quiet town of Swindon.
'Dad! I can't find my backpack!' I hear her shout from her room.
'Its down here!' I shout back up. I hear her exit her room and down the stairs. She flounces into the kitchen, smiling like the Chesire Cat. Her black pleated skirt falls just above the knee and her blue polo t-shirt with the school logo on is tucked in. Her bright blue eyes are outlined with a small amount of eyeliner and her dark brown hair is pulled into a plait.
'Had breakfast yet?' She shakes her head.
'Wheres dad?' She asks me.
'Work, honey' Phil got a job at Sainsburys just around the corner. I went back to university just before we adopted Alexa and got a job as a journalist. I have also published 2 teenage novels.

Alexa pulls on her shoes and we leave. We walk to school, chatting and laughing. As soon as we arrive she spots a couple of her friends who are moving to the same secondary school. She turns to me and smiles.
'By dad!' I hug her.
'Bye! Have fun!' I wave and turn around. I call a taxi and tell the driver to take me to work. Only a few more hours until me and Phil can start our anniversary celebrations. Alexa is going to our friends for the night so we have the evening to ourselves.

*Alexa POV*
We walk through the massive doors into the school. We dawdle into the big dome in the middle. It's like an indoor garden. A year eight skips up to us who I recognise from primary school. She flicks her blonde hair behind her back and smiles.
'Hi Lexi! Paige! Zoe!' Her bright voice makes me relax a little bit. She chats to us for a while before skipping off to her friends. I look at the time on my phone. Twenty past eight. I look at my timetable. My tutor is in SD7.
'Who are your tutors?' I ask my friends.
'Mr Cutforth, SD7'
'Same!' Squeals Paige. We smile together.
'Guys! I have Mrs Blackery in FB2!' We pull her into a hug.

Me and Paige wave goodbye to Zoe and make our way up the stairs to D wing. The school is separated into wings, because it's star shaped. We wander into tutor and are immediately mesmerised. Our tutor, Mr Cutforth, is a dreamboat. His short black hair falls in wisps over his forehead. He must only be about nineteen. He even has an earring! Wow!
'Hi guys, I'm Mr Cutforth! Ill be your tutor for the rest of your time in nova Hreod school!' Okay. I'm not complaining.
'Just take this tutor period to get to know each other! Let me just do the register' he goes through all the names. I smile as he says 'Alexa Lester' and explain that I like being called Lexi. I took my father Phils name when I was adopted. So did my other dad.
A girl comes up to us and introduces herself as Leigh-Anne.
'I like your last name! My favourite author has the same last name!' I smile.
'Hi! Well he/she has a great last name!' She sits opposite me and we share some facts about ourself, just laughing and giggling as girls do. She pulls a familiar book out of her back and hands it to me. The name on the bottom reads Daniel Lester. My dad. I flip to the back, to the 'about the author' page. There is a bit of it that says 'me and my husband adopted our daughter 3 years ago, and this book was inspired by the first 3 years of raising her' I decide not to say anything about it because I don't want her to use me to meet my dad.

The rest of the day is a blur. Lesson after lesson of boring stuff. Science, then maths, then English, then History. Luckily I'm with Zoe and Leigh-Anne all day. I get in a bit of trouble for being chatty and hobby with the teachers, but other than that it was a good day. I wander out of the school and and over to dads friend who is looking after me this evening.

*Dan POV*
What a hard day at work! But now I have the whole evening to sped with my lovely husband.
'Hello?' I shout as I walk in through the door. The smell of Candles hits me straight away. I walk into the living room which is illuminated by about 20 different candles. I feel a pair of arms snake round my waste.
'Happy 12 years baby! I tried to make you a romantic meal but it burned so I hope this will make up for it' he spins me round and plants a ferocious kiss on my lips. I have a feeling tonight's going to be interesting.

***BADLY WRITTEN SMUT GOING ON RIGHT HERE DON'T LIKE DON'T READ***

He grabs my hand and pulls me to our bedroom. He slams the door an pushes me down on to the bed. He sits across my hips and plants another kiss on my lips. I begin to unbutton his top and he goes straight for my jeans. I place kisses down his face and neck, trailing small pecks down his chest. I unbutton his jeans and throw them into the corner. By this time me and him are both clad in just our boxers. I rub him through his boxers. I feel him growing beneath my grasp, and I smirk. He whimpers and looks down at me, urging me to do something. I pull off his boxers and toss them to the side, then do the same to my own. And you can guess what follows...

***I COULDN'T WRITE IT! I FELT AWFUL!***

*Alexa POV*
Today is going to be fun. Art, PE, art, maths. Maths again! As me and Paige walk into the school we are joined by Zoe and Leigh-Anne.
'Hey guys!' Zoe smiles at us and we sit on the concrete slab situated on the edge of the dome.
'So, I never did ask. How's your tutor?' Zoe asks Paige.
'Shes awesome! She's really funny and sarcastic and sassy and just awesome!' We smile at her.
'Well you're missing out. Our tutor is YUMMY' Zoe and Leigh-Anne nod in agreement. I spot Mr Cutforth across the atrium and point at him. Paige waves her hands in front of her face.
'Wow. I want him with a side of chips please!' We push her playfully.
'Ill tell you who else is yummy. There's this author I like called Dan Lester. He's, wow. But he's gay. Shame really, but I love gay people so ill let him off' she pulls her phone out and shows us all a picture of my dad, which is her background and lock screen.
'What do you think, fit right?' Zoe and Paige look at me and then turn to Leigh-Anne.
'Hell yeah!' They say at exactly the same time. What the hell? They know he's my dad! Wait, so my dads fit according to a bunch of eleven year olds? Gross! My face must've looked disgusted because Leigh-Anne looked at me and said
'Don't you think so? Come on, he's fucking gorgeous!' Paige and Zoe burst into fits of laughter, and I let out a small giggle. Then another, and after a while I'm in fits of laughter like them. Leigh-Anne looks on at us, confused.
'Dan is Al-' before Zoe can finish I've clamped my hand over her mouth.
'I just don't think he's that good looking' I say subtly, mentally vomiting. Her eyes widen to the size of saucers and she gasps.
'Seriously?! Wow!' The vomiting in my head gets worse.
'Anyway guys, I was wondering if you could come to my house for tea today? All three of you, my mum said its fine!' She smiles brightly and I can't help but smile back.
'I would love to! Let me just text my dad!' Zoe and Paige nod and we all pull out our phones. I click on 'Daddy H' in my contacts. (I put daddy h and daddy L in my phone so I didn't get confused. H for Howell and L for Lester)
[Lexi]-8:07am
Hey Dad! Can I go to Leigh-Anne's house after school? xx

'Oh, my mum will drive you all home after as well' she says to us.
'I can't! I'm babysitting my nephew!' Paige wails.
'Oh that's a shame! How about you two?' I look down at my phone and it vibrates.

[Daddy H]-8:09am
That's fine honey! Wow, one day and you've already Made a friend! Go Lexi! xxx

'I'm allowed!' I smile.
'Yay!' Leigh-Anne smiles back.
'Im not! My mum said we have plans but she won't tell me what!' She gives us a sad smile.
'Its okay! Looks like it's just us two then!' We spend the next 10 minutes chatting, then begin to wander up to tutor.
The rest of the day passes quickly, but at the end of last lesson we all get a letter. I just did what I usually do when we get letters and just stick it in my bag.
We walk out of school, Leigh-Anne pretty much bouncing off the walls. We chat all the way home, but pretty much every other word is about my dad. It's so weird, one of my friends is obsessed with my dad without knowing. We arrive at her house and walk in. We are immediately greeted by a yummy smell and a small, bouncy dog. I stroke her dog and follow her to the kitchen.
'Hi mum! This is Lexi!' Her mum smiles.
'Hi Lexi! Hope you like lasagne!' I nod.
'It's my favourite meal!' I'm not lying. Ever since I was little I've absolutely loved lasagne. I follow Leigh-Anne up the stairs and to her room. She opens the door and it's just like a general girls room. A bed, posters on the walls, a computer in the corner, but something catches my eye. I go up to her wardrobe and open it, and on the inside the door is a creepy shrine dedicated to, you guessed it, my dad. Pictures, magazine article cutouts, wristbands and key rings. In the corner there is a picture of her, Both of my dads and me when we were both about 8 by the looks of it. I look closely at it. You can barely recognise me, I look so different now. I shut the door and turn around to see Leigh-Anne stood with two cups of squash and a plate of biscuits.
'Im kind of obsessed with him. As you can see I met him when I was 8, with his husband and his daughter. I never found out her name though. His husband though, Phil, is the sweetest human ever! They're both such great dads too!' I smile. They are great dads, but I still find it really weird that my friend is obsessed with my dad.

The rest of the night passes quickly, laughing and joking like best friends. At about 7:30 we pile into Leigh-Anne's mums car and drive home. Just before we arrive, I smirk. This will be the perfect opportunity to tell Leigh-Anne. Just as we approach my house, I speak up.
'Maybe you two could come in and meet my dad?' I ask politely and innocently. They both agree and we all walk through the front door. Before we go into the front room I pop my head round the corner to see my dads cuddled up on the sofa watching Coronation Street.
'Hi honey!' Daddy L says to me, smiling.
'Hi! I have some people you might like to meet' I pull them both into the living room and as soon as Leigh-Anne sees them, her mouth drops open, and even her mum looks a little shocked.
'Are you gasping because we're gay? Because we are watching Coronation Street? Or because we're so devilishly handsome that you just can't resist?' Daddy H chuckles. I lift Leigh-Anne's hand up to reveal the 3 wristbands she has on, all from my dads merch store, and pull her phone out of her pocket to show her phone case with the book cover of my dads first book on it. She snatches it away from me and turns to face me.
'What? What? What?' She repeats like a stuck record.
'Thank you for having me over! Mrs Pinnock that was a lovely dinner! I need to have a shower now though. Bye! See you tomorrow!' I smile and usher them out of the room towards the front door. I give Leigh-Anne a quick hug and shut the door. As I walk back into the living room I am greeted by two disapproving faces.
'You are horrible sometimes!' Daddy L says before we all burst into fits of laughter.
'Did you see her face?!' I do a quick imitation of her face when she saw my dads before squeezing myself into a small gap between my dads. And this is how a perfect family is. Snuggled up on the sofa watching soaps and joking about with each other. It felt like everything was perfect. I've never wanted to find my real mum and dad because everything was perfect with my two gay dads, and our slightly dysfunctional family.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this sequel! Thank you so much to all you people who wanted a part 2, this is for you! I toyed about with some other ideas for separate fanfics, I tried a KicktheStickz, an Emma Blackery / LukeIsNotSexy, even a Larry Stylinson! But you guys wanted part 2, plus I COULD NOT get into it like I could with this one! Let me know what you think and whether I should carry on, but other than tthat

i leave you

With infinite blue ribbons 3

Stay amazing!

~Georgie'xo~