The rain is falling so heavily that it bounces down onto the ground, and it only takes a few seconds to get soaked. The cars speed on by, their lights glimmering in the darkness of the city.

The sound of my shoes running down the street, echoes around, and but i keep on moving, not wanting to look back, but i still hear him nevertheless. His voice weak and desperate.

"Emily! Emily, please!" I feel my legs go weak, and my chest tightens and i am forced to stop running. My breathing is heavy and slowly i turn round, seeing his moving figure get closer and closer.

"Emily, please let me explain." He reaches me, holding out his arms and looking into my eyes, through the rain. I shake my head, my hair completely wet, my tears getting lost in with the rain. "No Dan, i can't...i just can't." "Please, please." He begs, losing his control as he starts to break down. "Dan, listen. We both know that's it over, please don't make this any harder than it already is." He opens his mouth, but i shake my head and take a step towards him. "Dan, this is goodbye."

And with that i turn away, making myself stronger with every step i take away from the man i once loved. The man who broke my heart.

ONE YEAR EARLIER

I rush round the office, grabbing various files and paper work, and trying to ignore the phone constantly ringing. "Five minutes Emily, that's all you've got." My boss shouts to me, increasing my levels of stress even higher.

I start jogging down, towards the lift and press the button, i quickly tidy up my hair while I wait for the metal doors to slide open. As they do, my heart sinks as I see who else is in there, god why now?

I put on my fake work smile and step inside, hoping that he will get out. "Where do you want to go?" He asks, gesturing towards the buttons. "Up, please." I say, staring ahead of me. The doors close, and the lift starts to move up, the awkward tone soon becomes unbearable.

"Emily." He starts and i look at him, "No Ryan, not now. I'm sorry that it didn't work out, you know that, but you've got to start moving on, it's been one month now." His head bows to the ground, and we stay in silence for the last few seconds, before i rush out, and start speed walking towards the meeting room, trying to stay calm.

An hour later and I smile as everyone files out of the room, and collapse in a chair once the room is empty. I sigh deeply and my shoulders relax, the meeting had gone fine, great if anything. But I just couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, or I had forgotten something.

"You did it Emi! Wow, you look shattered." I look up and see my work friend, Hannah in the doorway. "Well I was so stressed out before, I can't believe that I had forgotten all about it." She steps inside and takes a seat next to me. "I bumped into Ryan on the way over here." She says, looking concered at me. "That makes two of us then." "He asked me out on a date." My mouth drops open in shock, "What? No way!" "Yep, I told him no, of course." "Wow, I mean I told him to move on, but that was quick." "I still think that you guys were a cute couple." "Well we needed more than 'cute' in our relationship, I had no idea that he was that immature." "Why don't we go out tomorrow, celebrate the weekend and find us some men!" "Yeah ok, that sounds fun." I lie, nothing could sound more far than fun, spending my Saturday night with Hannah, in some cheap and horrible club.

"Fab, i'll text you tomorrow then, enjoy your night." "You too." She gets up and walks away, and I start collecting up all the papers from the meeting and make my way slowly back to my office, and get ready to go home.

The sun has set, by the time I leave the building and it is starting to get dark. I shiver slightly as I make my way to the underground, to catch a tube home.

The station is unusually quiet, and I feel weird just waiting by the platform, on my own. I rummage around in my bag and pull out my earphones and my iPod, I put the earplugs in and try to relax and unwind with my music, my usual thing to do on the way home.

The train arrives shortly after and I hop on and take a seat in the nearly empty carriage. There are only about another five people on too, a group of teenage girls, an older woman and a boy about my age, with straight black hair and wearing a shirt with a white circle on.

After a couple of stops, the girls and the woman get off, and it is just me and the other boy, who looks slightly familiar. In my head, I try to remember where I know him from, but I give up after a while and think that I must have just seen him on the train before.

My iPod runs out battery a couple of minutes later, and I go to put it back in my bag, when the train suddenly stops.

There is complete silence for the longest few seconds I have ever experienced, before a creaking sound comes from outside of train. I sigh heavily, fed up, tired, hungry and cold.

"The perfect ending to a perfect day." I say under my breath, thinking that the boy wouldn't listen. But I hear him laugh and I see him smiling at me. "What?" I say. "You said exactly what I was thinking."

Yes i definitely knew that voice, I must have met him before.

There is a few moments of awkward silence, neither of us sure what to say. "So what was so bad about your day then?" His question catches me off guard, "Just another stressful day, I had forgotten about a meeting I had to do and one of my annoying friends trapped me into going out with her tomorrow." "Sounds great!" he jokes, flashing a brilliant smile, that makes me forget about everything for a few seconds.

"What about yours then?" I find myself asking him. "Woke up late for an important meeting, forgot my wallet and i was late to meet up with my friend." "Ok, i just about win." I grin, weirdly finding myself comfortable with talking to a complete stranger.

The speakers suddenly flash out a message, "We are sorry for the inconvenience, but we are having technical issues with the train line, and should have it working again within ten minutes." I laugh as he starts clapping towards the speaker, "Nice one London! Only the English could break the underground on a Friday night. Well seeing as we could be in for a long night, nice to meet you I'm Dan." He holds out his hand and I shake it, "Emily." I tell him and then the penny drops. "Oh my God, I just realised, you're Danisnotonfire!" He looks away, embarrassed and blushes. "Sorry, you must get that a lot." I say, feeling stupid. "No, no it's fine. Really, to be honest i'm surprised that you didn't recognise me earlier."

I laugh and shake my head, how was it that i was so comfortable with talking to someone who i had just met? "One of my best friends loves your videos, she'll never believe me when i tell her who i met." I imagine the conversation between me and my old friend Ruby, from school, it would give me an excuse to catch up with her.

"Cool, so you know me, what you do?" I push back my long brown hair, and turn in my seat so that i am facing him. "I work temperately at a insurance company, i'm in marketing." "Though, i say temperately, wishfully, because i hate my job and i'm only really doing until i find something else." I add, blushing slightly. "What do you actually want to do then?" "I want to be a product designer." "Wow, that sounds really great, i hope that one day you can do it." "Ha, thanks."

Then my stomach makes a very unattractive noise and Dan bursts out laughing, as i cover up my tummy. "Sorry, i haven't eaten yet." I explain, putting my bag on the floor, to get more comfy. "Really? You must be starving, i'm lucky, i just came from a restaurant." "Let's not talk about food right now." I say, fiddling with my hair. "Ok then, what else do you want to talk about?" "Will you put this in one of your videos?" The question falls out of my mouth, before i know that i had thought of it. "Mmm, maybe, would make a good 'danecdote'. Would you mind?" "Oh no, it would be an honor to be involved in one of your famous videos, though Ruby might just kill me." "Think i might tweet about this now actually, do you mind?" He gestures to his phone and i shake my head, what a gentleman!

I get out my phone as well and text my mum to tell her what has happened, because i can't think of anyone else to tell. I finish before he does, and lose my control and just watch him type on his phone. He looks up and i look away, embarrassed.

"So, do you watch any other YouTubers?" He asks, putting his phone back in his pocket. "Not really to be honest, i don't have much time to sit and watch stuff anymore, but i used to watch people like Zoella and Aflie sometimes." "Yeah, they're such nice people. Though everyone is on YouTube really. It's crazy to think how different my life would be if I hadn't ever made a video." He pauses, and for second looks into my eyes and I hold his gaze, feeling drawn in to him. "Wow, that was deep, anyways, what else do you like to do, when your not stuck on trains?"

It takes me a minute to regain focus enough to answer his question, "I read a lot, listen to music, go running and go shopping." "Cool, what type of music do you like?" "Fall out boy, muse, green day, the script. Stuff like that." "Same, massive fall out boy fan! Go to many concerts?" "Not as many as I'd like to, never really have anyone to go with." "Yeah, one big perk of working at Radio one, is the festivals and the concerts that me and Phil get to attend, and interviewing people." "Wow, you're so lucky, no not lucky you deserve it." I correct myself.

Then, to my sadness, the train starts moving again and we both cheer. "Yay! We're not going to die here!" Dan shouts, and high fives me, the next stop the train comes to is mine, but Dan gets off as well.

We stand on the platform, watching the train disappear round the bend. "So, that was eventful." He says, still grinning that dreamy grin. "Yep, so this is goodbye then." I say and go to turn to walk off, "Wait!" I look back, grinning. "Sorry, it's just could i maybe have your number, or something. You know, for counselling if i have a panic attack whenever i see a train." My heart drops at his last sentence, of course he wouldn't want to 'date' me, little old boring me.

He passes me his phone and i type in my number and give it back to him, "So this is goodbye." I say, "Yep, i guess so. Take care Emily, and stay away from public transport." "Don't worry, this has put me off ever leaving my house again." I joke and then i walk away, feeling odd, but happy about the unusual event and the boy i met.