Moving to London, finally. New people, new home, new life. You can forget all of your problems back in North America, with the help of someone special... _____________ Forewarning: I wrote this story many years ago, so I apologize for all the spelling mistakes, grammar issues and the overall overused plot. My writing has since improved, but I'd rather not edit and correct all these things for the sake of looking back on how much I've grown and changed, writing-wise. Thanks for your understanding!

[Trigger warning: Suicide, self-harm, eating disorders, and depression is mentioned many times in this story. Do not read if those things could trigger you.] Sadness and sorrow, you wouldn't expect those words to sum up the sister of Phil Lester, but they did.. She just feels like nothing. She needs someone to save her from herself. ©TheMeganHowell 2014 [Ahead of time, I would like to say that this was my first book after my long break from writing and me reading this is like Dan watching his first video. So much cringe. So it sucks. Stay away. Thanks.]

"I'm sorry," he began, stepping forward "I couldn't say this over the phone. I couldn't. I just... I was so happy!" Your face fell, you were sitting here, dreading everything you had ever done, and he was happy. "When you told me, my heart stopped, I - I couldn't speak... I love you (Name.) and I couldn't tell you that, without wanting to touch you, to hold you, to make you mine, and just... just look at you." He sighed, his cheeks beet red, your own matching him style. TRIGGER WARNING TRIGGER WARNING PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED, WILL HATE, OR ARE SENSTIVE TO TOPICS INVOLVING DEPRESSION/ANXIETY #2 Dan #10 YOUTUBE