Okay, I love Dan and Phil a lot so I'll write about them. And sorry if it sucks.
(I tried)
"PHIL YOU BETTER GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Phil's dad, Markus yells.
"But-But," Phil tries to continue.
One shot fell out of the glowing silver casing of his fathers gun. As soon as he heard the next round inserted inside of the gun, he ran like hell.
He had nowhere to go, he couldn't think straight, and he ran into something, something metallic. A pole, and a young man had helped him up.
"You look familiar, Phil right?" The boy asked.
It was the one and only, Dan Howell.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.