You've been bullied and abused by your parents your whole life. You're sick of it. You run away. You don't know the streets because you just moved to London. You find a Starbucks on the corner and are happy that you stole money from your parents. This is when you meet the two cutest boys ever. This is mostly going to be written in your POV, but will have other characters' POV's. ~WARNING~ Contains self harm, mentions of rape and smut. May be triggering.

[Trigger Warning: Mentions suicide, self-harm, and eating disorders.] ©TheMeganHowell 2014 [The second installment in a very cringy trilogy. If you haven't read the first book, don't read this. If you read the first book, still don't read this.]

(Side note: I got annoyed with the ugly ass cover being my story so I made a new one, I'm still not updating lmao.) Hello, my name is Alexandra Rose Howell. I was adopted by Dan Howell (as you can tell by my name) and this is pretty much my story. TADA! (Fyi, this is a fanfiction (note the word fiction) so its not fully realistic.