Book 2 of Too Different Chanyeol was heartbroken, the love of his life left him for another man. He thought he had lost everything. But then one day he received a message that would change his life

Book 1 of the Too Different series!! Byun Baekhyun was just your average Kpop idol, other then that nothing about his life was interesting. Barack Obama was the president of the United States of America. He was visiting South Korea meeting with their president. When the two men meet, their lives are changed forever, in a way they would have never imagined.

Dan Howell is a timid boy, who always does as he is told. He was once friends with Phil Lester, the 'bad influence' who soon ditches Dan for the popular group in Year 7. After five years of not talking to each other, they're partnered in a project and Phil's wants to win Dan over just like he has with most of their year. But yet, Dan is determined to find out what Phil is hiding behind his arrogant mask.

Phil: a loser, continuously beaten and picked on by the other guys at school. Dan: popular, arrogant, and confused. What happens when the two collide? Just like me is a story of trust, love and secrets (Ok I'm making this sound like a bad tv drama, just read the fic please, I broke my thumbs writing it. *WARNING* self harm, suicidal thoughts, explicit language, slight anorexia. It's an angst fic so y'know, the average...also smut, so look forward that kids hey hey ;)

COMPLETE: First I will state this is a sequel to Summer Camp (I'm sure you already know since that is the title). I know it's been four months, or something stupid like that, but it's time! WRITTEN 2014. (I have since gone through and attempted to improve on this).

Phil is not the most important boy at school, and Dan is just trying to fit in. What happens when their lives suddenly collide, and start something that none of them ever thought would happen. Warnings: violence, abuse, swearing, (smut).

I was always that kid you'd see at the back of the classroom, hidden away from all of the threats that lurked behind their desks. Nobody gave a damn about me; they didn't bother questioning the bruises that painted my body, the occassional busted lip or black eye. Not until......he came along.

Mitch passes away and Jerome isn't coping well, follow him as he struggles to cope with his bestfriends death