Journey (Dan and Phil Fanfiction)

Chapter Two: That Was Sad But Hilarious

Chapter Two: That Was Sad But Hilarious

"Dan! Phil!" I heard the shrill voices of teenage girls come behind us. They were running towards us, so I stepped out of the way, and stood on the steps of a small shop. There were about 10 girls, and they all swarmed Dan and Phil.

"Hey! Hi guys!" Phil spoke. Dan pulled out a small camera, and pressed record.

"We just met our first subscribers of the day! What are your names?" As they said their names one after another, Dan turned off the camera, they finished with hugs, and in 15 min, we were off again."So this is Leicester Square Garden-"

"Woah woah woah woah wait. What the hell was that?!" I exclaimed.

"Uhm... Leicester Square Gard-" Dan started, but I cut him off.

"No, why did all those girls surround you?"

"Oh, ummm..." Phil seemed lost for words, so glanced at Dan who just shrugged."I thought you knew who we were..." Dan admittedly said to me, then blushed.

"We're youtubers." Phil laughed. "We make videos online, and I guess we're kinda famous."

"Ohhhh that's good." I continued walking, with them on either side of me. We walked until we reached a Starbucks. We entered, and I started to look through my purse for my money.

"What do you want Megan?" Phil asked me.

"Caramel Frappuccino." I answered, still looking for my money. I was just about to find it, when Dan spoke up.

"Three caramel frappuccinos please." and he handed the women his money.

"What are you doing?" I asked quickly, stepping in.

"Buying your coffee." Phil explained. I was just about to speak up, when he cut me off. "It's not up for debate." I sighed and walked over to an empty table, and sat down. I heard Phil thank the lady and they both walked over to me with coffees in hand.

"You really didn't have to do that." I protested. They had already agreed to showing me around London, which was more than I could have asked. I didn't want to be a burden or anything, either. I pulled out a stack of money and set it on the table. "Here, take this. I'm pretty sure this is enough to cover it." having absolutely no idea how much it was, considering I didn't know British money yet.

"Jesus Christ, that's 45 pounds." Dan laughed. His laugh was really loud and cute. When Dan smiled, his eyes scrunched up, and his mouth opened wide, while he leaned forward covering his face with his hand. Phil was laughing too, but his was a bit quieter, and higher pitched. His smile was longer to fit his face shape, and he did this little thing with his tongue, where the tip of it stuck out from under his teeth. He put his hand on his stomach and leaned back in his chair. I felt embarrassed, but only for a moment, because their laughs weren't the kind that made you feel bad. They had laughs that made you forget why they were laughing, and made you just want to join in.

So I started laughing, until I realized how long it had been since I had felt this way. Too long, I guess, for me to have completely forgotten what it felt like to be truly happy. This was the reason I came to England, right? To get better. And I guess it was working.

But then I remembered everything that had happened, and I denied myself the right to laugh. It was my fault. I didn't deserve these two guys to be my friends. I didn't deserve to laugh, because that would mean I was happy, and he wasn't happy. He was never happy. And now it was my fault he was gone. So I stopped laughing.

It was kind of weird, actually. I apologized so many times for it, after I had met them. All the way up until I lost them. I would constantly bring up how awkward it was. How I stopped laughing, and started crying. How I made a scene in front of everyone, and made them feel horrible. How they thought it was their fault, when it was all mine. All the way back to when he was still here. Before my guilt started piling up to the sky, pushing me farther to hell where at the time, thought that was where I belonged. Dan and Phil never let me feel that way. They always put themselves second best. And that's the only way I could have made it through.

-End of Chapter Two-