Hi, peggy again heh... sorry about my ther story but I got inspired soooooooo... well, yeah, now I'm here :D

Disclaimer: (i once read a story where if you didn't discaim a ffn then you could control lives 0-0) I don't own dan or phil heh or you O-o

Warning!

Contains you (yes, you) cutting, but hopefully you don't

y/n = your name, n/n = nickname, f/c = fave color, "" = speech, '' = thoughts

Chapter 1

"I cannot believe I'm in London!" You exclaim, looking around happily. The streets were filled with life and bustling with people. Pulling your suitcase along, you look down to the piece of paper with the address of the apartment – no, sorry, flat – on it. You whistle, calling a cab – ugh, taxi – to you.

"Where to, miss?" the cabbie (A/N: i ain't changing that (;) says. 'Wow,' you think, 'they're so much nicer than new York cabbies.'

"(insert address), please." You reply. He smiles, and tries to make small talk with you. Finally, you reach your destination. Giving the cabbie a tip, you take a breath and step out. Looking at the door, you open it and then groan. 'NO STAIRS?!' you think tiredly, jet lag creeping onto you. Making sure your sleeves were pulled way down, you head off, your 3 suitcases behind you. Just as you were to the top, one of the suitcases.

"THIS IS THE END!" you yell as you chase after it.

Phil's POV

"So, Dan, wanna see if the new neighbours here yet?" I ask. I really want to see who it is.

"Fine." He sighed, getting up from the table in Starbucks, leaving a tip.

~ a wild LINE BREAK appeared. Pikachu, thunder bolt!~

"Why do we have so many stairs?" Dan asked exasperatedly. I just chuckled. Suddenly, we heard a yell of "THIS IS THE END!" and then thumping. We both looked up, to see a very heavy suitcase coming down on us. 'Great.' I thought before jumping out of the way the same time as Dan. We saw a pale girl with e/c eyes and h/c hair wearing a f/c long sleeved Pikachu jumper and ripped black skinny jeans running down the stairs after it. Guess we found our neighbour.

"Oh shoot! I'm so sorry!" she said, not looking our way as she ploughed down the stairs after her suitcase. As she caught it, she went diving down the stairs and fell in a heap at the bottom of the stairs, hugging the suitcase as if it were her lifeline.

She started to make her way back up, lugging it along. She looked tired and nearly dropped the suitcase again

"Do you want any help?" Me and Dan asked at the same time.

"No... thanks.." she said tiredly. We exchanged looks and both me and Dan grabbed the suitcase. But when I saw Dan going for the suitcase, I decided to help the girl. I offered her my hand, and she took it, smiling wearily.

"I'm y/n.." she explained. We both smiled.

"Well, y/n, I'm Dan and that person there is Phil." As Dan was explaining this, she nodded. Then she fell asleep.

"Jet lag." Me and Dan agreed. I carried y/n bridal style, and looked at all the suitcases lined up outside a door... right opposite ours. Grabbing the key with one hand, I opened the door.

"Dan, drop off the suitcases in the front room." I called, taking her into our flat. I placed her down gently onto the couch, putting a blanket over her.

Dan came in and nodded when he saw y/n on the couch. He went to play Skyrim and, for the rest of the night, we just stayed there.

A/N: what do ya think? Huhuhuhuhuh? Its AmazingPhil x reader and its NOT a one-shot yay. Review and get cookies ( : : ) yas

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