❝I wish I could have told you that, Dan.❞ - Phil Lester grew up. Dan Howell didn't have the chance to, well, in Phil's eyes, anyway. Phil finds himself with a lot of time alone, and so he sits down with a pen and caramel macchiato and reminisces on days on the Manchester Eye, the sofa at Starbucks and walks through abandoned hospitals. - A My Chemical Romance inspired fan fiction, taking place when Phil doesn't have Dan.

THIS FIC IS CURRENTLY NOT BEING UPDATED Phil is in need of some money and sometimes the best way to get it is to the do harder jobs. Model!Phil & Harsh!Howell || HIGHEST RANK: 52 in fan fiction ||

"michael, it's been six hours." "i know." luke watched as michael stood in the rain, staring down at the ground. luke took a hesitant step towards his friend, but decided against it. "it's raining, let's go in." "she doesn't know it's raining, and i'm still saying goodbye."

Wey hey it's Sniall. This is my daily journal.

"the world isn't just black and white, you know." the year is 1994. philip lester has been brought up with the most religious of ideals, in a highly christian household. he attends church every sunday, says grace at the dinner table nightly, prays as often as possible, and wouldn't ever dream of disobeying his parents. that is, until, he meets dan howell, his polar opposite. -intentional lowercase-

my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)

Update: This story has been discontinued. - I am terribly sorry. Your mother lied to you. She told you that you were unique, and that as a teenager you have a whole bunch of options you can choose from to determine who you want to be. She must have been high. Look, I'm going to tell you this honestly. Somewhere out there in this floating sphere of green and blue, there's a person who acts just like you. It's the combinations of different personalities - which eventually lead up to an actual human being - that makes us all unique. But it can't hurt to find out where your personality stems from, right? Wanna know who you are? I'll help you out. There are 36 students in my classroom. Which one are you?

'Signing out, Dan :)' The second instalment in the 'ASL?' trilogy. [Highest rank: #81]

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction