Save Me, Phil Lester

Chapter One

This is the story how I met Phil Lester. How he changed me into a different person. How he helped me to forget the loss of my family and at that time the love of my life in a horrible accident. He saved me for the murder and kidnapper of being depressed and suicidal. I always forgot that he lost his best friend Dan Howell that day, too. He was always so strong it seemed like he doesn't feel pain.

Once upon a time back in 2013 which is a long time ago my family, Logan who was my boyfriend, and I traveled to London from the United States for a vacation. It was a vacation to celebrate my graduation from the long time to become a ER doctor.

When we first landed into London we went to the hotel so we could relax and sleep from the long day of traveling and here it is one in the morning. That meant that it was eight at home.

When we woke up at eight in the morning we decided to walk to Starbucks to get our morning coffee. I don't drink that shit. I don't see how anyone could like that shit. Okay I never drank it my life but it smells so fucking grouse.

I let everyone including Logan in there. I lift because I don't want to be bored. So I decided to go on a long long walk. I ended up in front of an apartment building.

I was just walking peacefully until I got pushed over by two guys who walked out of the building.

The guy with black hair stretched out his hand to help me up. The other guy had dark brown hair and he looked really awkward saying, "Sorry, I'm so sorry."

I just nodded grabbing his hand. "I'm fine. I'm Staci. What is your names?"

The guy that helped me up said, "I'm Phil and the guy who knocked you over is Dan."

"Wait one minute, is it Phil Lester and Dan Howell?" I asked unsure of anything. All I really know is if I got this wrong then I would be really embarrassed. The confused look on Phil's face made me to doubt my idea.

"Yes, wait how do you know that unless you either is a subscriber, a radio listener, or you have a friend that is a fan of us." Dan said quickly in an almost mumble.

"My best friend, Allyson, brought me to Vidcon last year and we stood waiting to meet you for over four hours. We were one of the last people to meet you. I still got in the picture with you."

"You didn't sound to happy to meet us." Phil said looking at me strange.

"I don't have time with all the schooling I had to go though just to graduate college with honors. I went to school to become a doctor. Let me tell you something. You get so much homework and papers that one student uses the equivalent to twenty tree of paper." I said not lying one bit.

"Wow, can you check Phil out because I think there is something mentally wrong with him." Dan said jokingly.

I put on my best doctor thinking face, "Well Dan, to answer your question I would need to observe him for awhile to see what is wrong with him."

"You guys know I'm right here right." Phil whined.

I started mental notes. "Acts like a little kid."

Dan bursted out laughing. I joined him right away watching Phil's body language.

"I think I better try to find where my family is since last night my family and boyfriend arrive here from America if you couldn't tell where I come from, from my accent." I said trying to hint them to try to them show me around.

Phil caught that but said, "We just moved here a month ago. We don't even know where anything is. But I'm sure that Dan won't mind if we help you try to navigate throughout London."

Phil and I turned to Dan to get his answer. He finally nodded and we set off to find my family at Starbucks.

It was 11:47 at this time but I know that they would still be at Starbucks for another hour. That just how my family is. They can't just go and get one coffee. They need twenty. That's their fault for getting addicted to coffee when they were a young kid.

My parents wouldn't let me drink it. They didn't want me to waste money on coffee. They called it a drug, and in some ways they were right. After getting addicted to it they need more and more just to get the same affect.

We walked around London for thirty more minutes. We finally found the Starbucks where my family and and love was. Dan and Phil walked in with me one on either sides of me.

We walked in joking around when we heard, "You made the the wrong choice." I looked up at four guys in ski masks with guns.

The two guys with the guns pointed at us told us to get on the ground and to give them all our valuables.

I hope you enjoyed this part. I will try to upload ever couple of days. Please vote if liked this part. I'm also trying to have 1000 word parts that doesn't include the foot-end or what ever this is called.