Oh. My. God. This isn't happening; the men that have played a big part in my life, saved me from suicide, made me smile when I didn't want to standing in my room...? This is a dream. I pinch my arm; hard. Wincing, the couple takes notice and look at me worryingly.

"I'm okay. I just didn't think you'd be standing here." I awkwardly laugh as the raven black haired man gives me a warm smile.

"Well here we are." The brunette holds his arms up and laughs.. Oh god how I've always loved that laugh.

"It's crazy..." I stare in awe and play with the loose rings that used to be tight around my bony fingers. The floorboards creek as i shift my weight onto my left side. Awkward silence. Great, I can't even uphold a conversation with these two gems, now they will never see me as adoptable. A strand of my parted blue-black hair fell in front of my face, i quickly tucked the strand behind my ear as i looked down, feeling smaller within seconds. I heard a long sigh and I look up to see Phil Lester, staring at me, my face went red when i heard him pipe up. 

"It looks like you're not one for interaction." He squinted as he looked deeper into me. 

"I like it." My eyes widened. this cant be happening. no fucking way. 

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⏰ Last updated: May 28, 2019 ⏰

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