Ahh! Im sorry I haven't updated for like ever! I've been busy, and lazy. And I hurt my hands and it's harder for me to type. But im going to try and update now. Hopefully it will be long enough to make up for the wait, but I don't know.

Disclaimer- I don't own potf.

Jackson spent the who day getting ready for his dinner with the Diffy's. He didn't want Keely, especially, to be mad at him anymore. He also planned to tell Keely the reason why he was back in Pickford. He was about to tell her something really big, and she'd have to make a life changing decision. So she'd have to be able to trust him to make that decision. At least if she said what he wanted her to. Faster than he had expected, the time for dinner had come. He left the hotel and jumped into his car.

At the Teslow house, Keely was scurrying around her room, searching for clothes, once again. She was nervous about Phil and Her dad, and what was going to happen. Her mom assured her that Jackson and Phil would get along, and that her dad would finally see Phil the right way, but Keely wasn't so sure. She looked at the clock, and decided she would just throw on what her mom had put out for her, since there wasn't much time left before everyone else arrived. She heard the doorbell ring, and her mother greeting the Diffy's. Then a few seconds later, she heard footsteps running up the stairs, and a knock on her door. Keely went to answer, and on the other side, unsurprisingly, stood Phil.

Keely- Phil!

She hugged him quicker than it took to open the door in the first pace, and buried her face in his shoulder. Surprised, her patted her back and smiled, rolling his eyes.

Phil (laughing a little) - you okay keel?

Keely ( finally pulling away)- yeah. No. I.. I think so. Actually, I'm just a little nervous.

Phil- wh y? I'm the one he doesn't like.

Keely gave him a "look"

Keely- he never said he didn't like you, Phil. And he doesn't know you. I'm just worried that he won't change his mind about us. Even though I won't let anything like that happen, I just don't want my own father to disapprove.

Phil half smiled at her. She was standing looking down at the ground, with one hand on her hip, just babbling on the other side of the room, and making dramatic hand motions with her other arm.

Phil-...Keely.

She looked up at him questionly, and let her arm fall to the side.

Phil- it is going to be alright. He's the one who planned this thing anyways, I don't think it's going to be something bad, if we're all here and invited.

Keely smiled.

Keely- yeah. You're right. Smart thinking smarty pants.

Phil laughed and walked over to her.

Phil- come on. We can go down together.

Keely took his hand, smiled, and walked put the door with Phil beside her.

On their way down the doorbell rang again. Keely and Phil stopped walking and looked over at each other. Phil gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, and they walked on down. Keely turnedthe door knob of the front door as soon as they made it to the bottom. On the other side was her dad with his hands in his pockets, staring down at his shoes. He looked up to see Phil and his daughter waiting for him to come in, which he gladly did.

Jackson- Hi keely.

He looked over to Phil following their attached hands.

Jackson- hey Phil.

He took his right hand out of his pocket and put it out for Phil. Sort of like a new introduction, remembering what Mandy had said about a "new first impression" Phil shook it, so that he was now holding onto two of the Teslows hands.

Keely watched as they both let go. Phil looked back over at her and smiled, which made her feel better.

Keely- Mom's almost done with dinner. Do you want to came with us and the rest of the Diffy's to wait?

Her eyes grew big. She was scared he would try to find an excuse to avoid them. She felt better after he responded.

Jackson- yeah. That would be nice.

They still felt uncomfortable around each other. But Keely was relieved her and Phil hadn't come up yet. She was sure he wouldn't want to talk about it in front of his whole family.

The rest of the Diffy family greeted him and they all sate down to talk, until Mandy finished supper. They surprisingly got along very well, and didn't talk about anything that made anyone else feel at all uncomfortable .. Mostly Lloyd and Jackson joked around. Keely and Phil sat by each other quietly the whole time just watching everyone else. After about fifteen minutes, Mandy walked in wearing an apron and oven mits, informing them that everything was ready for them. They all sat around the table silently, filling up their plates with chicken, briscuit, broccolli, and mashed potatoes. Jackson would casually glance across the table at Phil and Keely who would do the same. Nobody spoke until there was a loud thud that could be heard from the outside the house. Phil looked out and saw Curtis hiding in the bushes. They had told him to stay in the garage and that they were just going to Keely's for a few hours, but he's a cave man, what has he ever understood correctly? Lloyd's eyes grew wide.

Lloyd- Mandy, I think the cobbler is ready. He motioned towards his own wife, while talking to Ms. Teslow.

Barb took the hint and put down her fork to stand up. Yeah, I'll get it for you.

Mandy agreed and thanked her. She was a little confused, but shrugged it off.

Barb- oh alright. Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Keely tried to hold in her laughter. Pim sat there staring at Jacson evily, and Phil was trying to mouth something to his dad without Keely's father seeing him. A few minutes later Barb walked in carrying a peach cobbler so they wouldn't get suspicious. She nodded towards her family and Keely telling them the caveman problem was taken care of. They got back to their dinner. They finished and Mandy went into the kitchen to get the rest of the desert. Jackson had been surprisingly quiet during the whole night. They all could tell something big was on his mind, including Keely, who was the most worried of them all.

Phil looked over at Keely and saw her nervous expression.She stared down at her hands in a daze, not noticing Phil. He slid his hand into hers. She looked up and saw him smile at her.

Phil- Mr. Teslow, is everything okay?

Jackson had been out in his own world too.

Jackson- yes. Well, actually I have something to ask you Keely.

He nodded towards his daughter. She squeezed Phils hand.

Keely- yes?

Jackson- could we uh, speak privately.

Keely was afraid he would ask that. So was Phil.

Keely- dad. Anything you can say to me, you can say to them.

She used her free hand to motion around the table.

Jackson- um, okay. I respect that. It's just I have something big to tell you.

Keely stared at him blankly. He could tell that didn't mean anything.

Jackson- um. The reason why I'm here.. In Pickford...

He looked around the room at everybody staring at him, then locked his gaze on his daughter.

Jackson- Keely, I want you to come back with me to Houston.

Keely- H-Houston... as in Houston Texas? Has that where you've been all along?

He nodded nervously. Phil's jaw dropped, and Pim dropped her fork on her plate loudly, almost choking on her mouthful of food.

Keely's eyes narrowed- wh-why?

Jackson- I, there's, I wanted to catch up with you. Plus, there are just so many great career plands for you there.

Keely- I want to be a reporter, a hard hitting reporter. I'm pretty sure Texas isn't the kind of place for that.

Jackson- No, No. You could become a reporter there, you could be the best. I think it is the best thing for you, since you're getting older, and don;t have much of a father's influence.

Keely began to feel agrivated again.

Keely- That's not my fault dad! You left me!

Her eyes filled with tears. Phil put his other hand over the one of her's that he already had. She looked over at him. His face was full of caringness (A/N.. Lol that's not a word... oh well )

Jackson- Keely, you know I feel bad about that. That's why I'm trying to make up for it. I already bought us a house, and found an amazing school for you. There's so many nice people there, you'd get along with them very easily.

Keely- What! You really think I'm going to come with you? Does mom even know about this?

Jackson- yes she knows. But I am a fairly wealthy man. I've gone places since leaving Pickford and I have lawyers that can legally give me the right to take you with me.

Keely stood up. Tears streamed down her face. She hadn't expected something like this to happen. It was supposed to be a dinner for her dad to make up to the Diffy's. Not try to force her away from them. She ran up the stairs to her room. Phil looked over at Jackson blankly, and left the table too, to follow. At least he knew he could help. Jackson had started to like Phil, but once again ifelt a strong pang of dislike after seeing him follow his daughter up the stairs, thinking he was so high in her life, and that he could fix it all. Little did he know that Phil really was as high in her life as he was cut out to be. He couldn't fix it all, but he could make it as good as it could get after the news.

Phil knocked on the door to tell her he was there. Then he let himself in like he had done so many times before when she was upset. She didn't look up from her bed where she was crying. He didn't speak either. He just walked over and sat on her bed. She sat up and hugged him. He held her, letting her cry into his shirt. It's all he could do.

Jackson decided to leave the table, as he could see he was not wanted there. He wanted to follow Phil up the stair to show that he could care as much as him. When everybody else was occupied talking about him in the kitchen while the 'pretended' to do the dishes, he sneaked up the stairs and peered through Keely's bedroom door. And he didn't like what he saw.

Phil was still holding her, rocking her back and forth and stroking her hair while she dried. He shirt was stained with a blotch of tears, but he didn't care. He was mad at Jackson. He was the one hurting Keely, and he didn't even consider her feelings, again. How could someone just leave, come back years later, and try to take someone he claimed to care about away from everything she loved and knew? Keely gripped onto his shirt tightly, and let out a huge sigh, trying to get breath from crying so hard.

Jackson stood watching on the other side of the door. Why was Phil the one she went to for comfort. Shouldn't it be him? He felt a wave of Jealousy along with hate come over him, while watching Keely cry. Phil kissed her forehead, then rested his chin on her head, and hugged her tighter. He felt like crying too, but knew he had to stay strong for Keely, or she would get worried. He hated the feeling that he couldn't fix her problems. And he hated what was happening ever since Jackson came to Pickford.

Ah. Big chapter. It took forever, so I think it's probably my longest. I guess I'll see when I put it up huh? I was trying to make up for not updating. SO I EXPECT SOME REVIEWS! Lol. Anyways... that's chapter 6.

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