dan howell and phil lester form an internet friendship through twitter over music, quickly leading to kik, then followed by skype resulting in possibly more than a friendship. ((intentional lowercase and spelling errors))

Dan has given up on ever being happy. Life has lost its meaning, and everything he seems to do causes some form of destruction, and Dan is so tired of destroying the things he used to love. He's lost so much, and he's scared of losing Phil, the only thing he can bring himself to care about. But Dan can't see past his own depression that Phil is struggling with bulimia, and that he's equally good at hiding his dark thoughts as Dan. And as Dan walks through the streets alone at night getting high to escape from the hell he's trapped himself in, will he be able to see that maybe the happiness he craves so desperately is not on the streets in the form of white pills, but inside his own apartment in the form of Phil Lester? Or will it be too late... WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, USE OF DRUGS, VIOLENCE, HIGH LEVELS OF ANGST, BULIMIA, AND THEMES OF SUICIDE. IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER READERS.

Young love is a lot more than just chemicals inside your head, it's a lot more than just having a petty crush on a hot guy that sits in front of you, young love is the start of emotions; the beginning of learning how to love. Might be a lil cringe as I never intended for this to become my first full on phanfiction, regardless I hope you enjoy.

[Aight so I've read 89574934935 phanfics since Christmas so I'm gonna give this a go] Fairies are good sprites. Faeries are evil sprites. When Dan meets Phil, a raven-haired boy claiming he's hopelessly lost in the woods, he can't tell if Phil is really human. Dan's seen every neck of this wood, and along with the trees come sprites - some good, some evil. Some sprites just like playing tricks on humans, some like to play with them, but others, specifically the faeries, try to make humans fall in love with them. Once they've got someone under their spell, they'll leave them with a broken heart - and some broken bones. So, Dan is hesitant to fall in love with the mysterious blue-eyed boy he finds in the wood. But when he does, his love is faced with the ultimate task: would he risk his own life to save Dan's?

Cover not made by me. All credit goes to http://kaleidanscope.tumblr.com/ Co-written with: insertyoutuberquotehere Summary: Dan moved up to Manchester after his already successful parents got a promotion and moved to be closer to work. Dan is lonely seeing as his parents are always too busy for him. Since birth, he’s had a life plan that he is to follow exactly, though he wants to create his own future. He meets a really quiet kid, Phil, who never talks to anyone and is known as “Freaky Phil” by everyone in school. Dan decides to give the boy a chance, though Phil isn’t exactly the easiest person to talk to… Warnings: anxiety, mute, first-time (awkward) smut (later on and only once), mention of suicide of minor character (no actual suicide), and bullying. Let me know if I missed any!

Every time the both of us die, we are reincarnated again. We were born to love each other, it was decided by fate.

[COMPLETED] This journal belongs to: DAN If found: Don't look inside, ever. It's mine and Doctor Linder said so.

Phil didn't see the need for a lover, he had a hand go take care of most of his needs. It was his family who seemed to care so much about Phil finding a partner, whether it was a girl or a boy. It got to the point where Phil put up an ad on Craigslist. An ad that would lead him no where but straight to a man really in need of money. A man with the name of Dan Howell.

"Leviticus 18:22 - Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination." The preachers words rang throughout the church and a series of "Amens!" chorused from the crowd. Dan looked down at his own bible, highlighting the words with a blue sharpie. "A man, who favors another man, is a sinner! For by choice, is he gay." Next to the passage in the holy text, he wrote 'choice'.