I am so sorry I didn't update quicker, I was really busy with school and stuff last week. I'm going to try and update every Sunday from now on but I can't guarantee that it will be regular. sorry it's so short. enjoy!

Morning approached with a solemn air, the sky was a dull grey colour and there were hints of rain in the air and Dan was sitting upright staring into empty space thinking over the recent events. It still haunted him, his first feeding, and he just couldn't get it out of his head that he nearly killed that innocent girl. That girl had probably wished for a long time that she could meet him and her first encounter had been a near death one, Dan didn't want that on his conscience. Anyway how was he supposed to film anything anymore, the whole world thought Phil was dead? Who knows, anyway he realised that he should get going, Phil would probably worry and despite the shade of the high alley walls, the sunlight was uncomfortable. Bracing his hand on the wall behind him, he hauled his tired body up, brushed the dirt off his jeans and jacket before making his way back to the apartment.

He didn't bother alerting Phil that he was home, instead he just made his way up the steps and slammed the living room door open and falling onto the sofa releasing a long sigh. Dan closed his eyes for a few minutes and found himself drifting off, but then never actually did as he heard a loud crash from Phil's room. Assuming something was terribly wrong, he raced to the source of the noise, almost falling through the door in a blind panic. However, after looking up for a brief moment he noticed that Phil had just fallen out of bed and was now on the floor looking rather confused. Phil saw Dan's worried face, smiled and laughed, "I'm okay, I was dreaming and when I woke up I was on the floor! This can definitely go on a new video, hey?". What on earth was Phil rambling on about? How could he make a new video? The entire world thought he was dead for starters and how would he explain that. 'Oh hi guys, I died and then I came back to life as a vampire, before turning Dan into one!'. It sounded ridiculous just thinking about it. "Are you crazy Phil?!" Dan shouted in disbelief, "You can't just randomly come back to life, things like that don't happen in the minds of ordinary people. And do you really want some scientists to begin taking tests on you, since you're like the first person to reincarnate besides a few myths!?" Phil just continued staring at Dan with those cute blue eyes of his, almost like he was trying to grieve without actually having to grieve. Dan looked away quickly, he hated to see his best friend in such a condition, it pained him like someone stabbing him deep into his cold, black heart. He stood up and turned around, facing the door and walked out of Phil's bedroom his shoulders sagging.

However, Dan did not return to his room, instead he walked down his apartment stairs for the second time today and exited his house. The London streets were in the rush hour of lunchtime and many people bumped into him, not giving a second thought about their actions. Dan didn't care though; he had lived in London long enough to know that things as trivial as general courtesy were thrown out of the window on the streets. He suddenly remembered a video that he made in 2012 named 'what not to do in town', I guess he should add to the list 'don't suck the blood of innocent passer-by's' but that would just be contradictive as he had to do that. As he was lost in his train of thought he hadn't noticed that he had subconsciously reached his destination, a small branch of the Co-op that was tucked away to the side and had automatic doors which he regularly ran into (in his old life anyway).

The doors slid open and he walked inside, instantly going down the cereal aisle as Phil had finished off his earlier in the week and Dan hadn't had time to fetch any. It was weird, walking down this aisle, it almost felt nostalgic but all it really did was bring back that one memory again. Phil was lying on the cobblestone pavement, his arms outstretched, his hands swimming in pools of blood. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he grabbed a box of cereal and took it to the counter, not looking where he was going and almost dropping the items as he walked headlong into a girl. Tilting his head upwards slightly, he tried to apologize but he only managed a few broken stutters. "s-s-s-sorry, I err…" Dan left it hanging as he didn't want the current situation to become even more awkward than it already was. Combing his fingers through his hair, he looked straight at the girl to properly apologize, gazing over her features to try and avert his gaze, she had long black hair that flew around her head every time the door opened, a pale face and small lips and bright green eyes that could almost be neon. His mind flashed back and he stumbled, clutching at his face – it was her – the girl from the alleyway, the girl whom he had fed on, the girl he had left to die. Then Dan actually did drop his things, sprinting from the shop and skidding to a halt just by the door, his back on the window. Call him a coward but he never wanted to see her again, it just sent a horrible emotion to his brain that he just couldn't describe and reminded him that life was never to be normal again. Call it selfish but there was only one other person who understood and how could he care for someone who wouldn't ever be able to return the care. He looked at the floor and was about to go home empty handed when a small hand gripped at his arm.

"Don't leave" it was the girl, the girl with dark hair and timid green eyes, he didn't know her name so labelled her as that so he couldn't forget his crime. Dan spun around slowly on his heel and looked at the girl with curious eyes her face made of stone. It was a huge comparison compared to their first meeting as the thing he remembered clearest was her eyes, wide open in fear. The girl continued to speak in a low voice, "You were my idol and…" her voice shook with emotion and her eyes began to water and Dan was terrified that she hated him for what he had done to her, well she was completely entitled to hate him as she could have died. Continuing, she said, "…you'll always be my idol." She gulped, "And even though you are… are a vampire…" she whispered that single word so only Dan himself could hear.

Dan wasn't too sure how to respond to the girl and merely looked at his feet before mumbling, "you need to come with me." And then turning in the direction of his apartment, briskly walking off he felt the same familiar grip of the girl, he turned around slowly and looked at her. She looked straight back and said "by the way you can call me 'Yoyo'." She smiled and Dan felt the world collapse around him…

btw the girl and Dan are not going to get together don't panic phan shippers!