The llama and the Lion

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I look up and see Phil Lester and Dan Howel. As in Danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil from YouTube. As in the most used source of internet WORLDWIDE!? I slam the door shut and lean against the rough pine wood door and gently slide down and curl into a little ball,

hugging my knees to my chest and start rocking slowly. Back and forth, back and forth....... only at this moment did i realize i wasn't breathing and loudly let out a gasp and started gaping for air. After i rolled around the on the cool green tiled floor to get my temperature back to a humane level, i reached shakily for the doorhandle to help myself up

and the door gives away ( of coarse ) and lets me tumble into the hallway and between Phil's legs right till the middle of the damn narrow hall. They look at me first with shock and then a few seconds later with utter worry written on their faces.

"Are you alright?!" said the brunette with curly Frodo hobbit hair known as Dan Howel. "Y-yeah i guess." Unable to believe my idols are speaking to me. (Sempai noticed meh) "You took a nasty fall there, here." The raven haired, icy blue eyed emo known as Phil Lester extended his hand towards me. " T-t-thank you." i said while taking the kind gesture.

Well of course i move to London and end up a few feet away from my biggest idols. Yup of coarse.

"Y-y-Yeah i sh-ould g-go." i shuffle my way to the door and reached a shaky hand towards the shining copper knob which was slowly mocking me as of the fact i had just embarrassed my life long obscenity to acting normal. Well isn't my life all sunshine and rainbows, then? I mentally rolled my eyes, really what else could possibly go wrong !?

I try turning the doorhandle and........ BAM!!! It hit me. I face palmed "Idiot" i quietly mumbled to no one in particular about my own stupidity. I had forgotten my keys. I had also forgotten my phone so i couldn't call a locksmith.

Why me ??? CAN'T THE WORLD CHOOSE SOMEONE ELSE TO TORMENT !?!?!? I slowly turned around with a neutral expression and looked upwards towards their general direction.

I just noticed our height differences and it was really starting to bug me. I knew that they were taller than me but this was just unfair.

"Ummmmm i uh" just say it dumb ass. "I might of locked myself out of my apartment." My face suddenly flushed with embarrassment, seriously who does that??? "You, stupid emo fag." oh no, He's back.

"Do you have your phone?" Dan said, obviously trying to get out of this situation. "N-no i left it inside." I looked at my feet shamefully under my blonde bangs.

"No problem then, i will just call the locksmith by myself." I looked through my bangs and found a not so little Phil dialing his phone. "You would do that?" i asked him, unable to believe someone could be so kind towards someone like me.

"Do you mean someone like u as in someone could be kind to a killer?" i felt painful hammering inside my ribs. Then the equally painful rope tightening around my throat.

"Hey, i cant get through to him so it looks like u will have to sleep with us." I looked at him with shock as well as Dan.... "WHAAAAAAAAAT!?!?"

I am sooooo sorry i hadn't updated in a long time. I have exams and am studying history, mathematics, Afrikaans, Xhosa, English and Japanese at the same time and i got distracted....... please forgive meh........

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