I woke up the next day around nine and opened up my laptop first thing. I started the process of uploading the video and then hopped in the shower quickly. I got dressed, did my hair, and then packed my purse with the things I needed for the day. My laptop dinged just as I was ready to go; perfect timing.

"London with Dan (pt. 1)" has finished uploading.

I clicked out of the screen and turned it off. I threw my laptop in my bag and the charger too. I headed out the door and off to breakfast with Dan and Phil. Dan texted me this morning saying they wanted to go out for a little breakfast which turned into a brunch. I was sure today someone would come and say hi to us so I mentally prepared myself to be all lovey-dovey with Dan this morning. As I walked to Starbucks I saw them waiting outside and I started walking quicker towards them. I saw that Dan was holding out his arms for a hug, but the moment he wrapped his arms around me I felt as if I fell right through him like a ghost. I couldn't really feel him anymore and when I finally realised that, he swung himself to my side since there were two girls standing in front of us. I grounded myself a bit by squeezing my fists together as hard as I could so that I could talk to them.

"Oh my, Dan and Aslynn. I watch both of your videos and I had no idea this was coming but I couldn't be more pleased! Can we get a picture?" she asked, excitedly. Dan, the two girls, and I all squeezed into one photo and then we took another with silly faces. I still really didn't process what had happened.

"Can you girls stay here for a second?"

"Sure," they said in unison. I pulled out my vlogging camera and they both made little gasps.

"Hey guys," I said to the camera. "Just got out of the house this morning and started my day off to a good start by meeting these two cuties. What are your names?"

"Raina."

"Jocelyn."

"Raina, huh? My best friend's name is Raine. They're pretty close," I said and it made her smile. "It was nice to meet you girls."

"You too," the said in unison again, giggling as they walked off.

"So I'm also here with two other cuties named Dan and Phil and we're here at Starbucks for some breakfast. What do you think you're gunna get, Dan?" I asked and then faced the camera towards him.

"Uh," he laughed. "I don't know. I do need some coffee but I also kind of want food too."

"You should get the porridge. I've been told it's very good," I suggested.

"Maybe I'll have that then," he said.

"What about you, Phil? What are you going to order?" I faced the camera towards him.

"Um," he said, rubbing his chin dramatically. "I think I will go for a coffee and a bagel perhaps."

"Mm, that sounds delicious," I said.

"What about you? What have you decided?" he asked, looking at me.

"I want some breakfast tea and a cranberry orange muffin."

"Wow. You've got this ordering thing down, don't you?"

"Absolutely. I take great pride in food and Starbucks," I laughed and so did he. "Alright," I turned the camera back on myself, "I'm starving." I shut it off and caught up to the boys as they ordered. After we finished, my vlogging high crashed and I felt very tired and nervous again. I wanted so badly to curl up in a ball in that chair I was in yesterday, but I knew I had to snuggle in a booth with Dan. Thankfully, he wasn't much into cuddling today. Him and Phil mainly just chatted while I nibbled on my muffin. I was super spacey but then all of a sudden I felt something tap my foot. I looked over at Dan but he was waffling on about something, not even looking at me. When I looked at Phil, he looked away from Dan and over at me for a second and gave me half a smile. My smile then began to grow as well. I happily nibbled on my muffin again, really feeling like I was back in my own self again. Maybe all I needed was a good smile.

"So, what should we do today?" Dan asked, leaning back into his seat.

"It's Sunday so there should be a farmer's market. Does that sound fun, Aslynn?" Phil asked.

"Yes. I love farmer's markets. I didn't know they had them in London."

"Oh yeah. All the time," he said.

"Ugh. I don't want to go but if it makes you guys happy."

"Good. Let's get going?" Phil said, sliding out of his booth. I was kind of concerned we were making Dan do something he didn't want to do, but Phil knew him better so I let him take charge. We followed him and ended up walking for almost an hour.

"Okay, I seriously feel like I'm going to die," Dan said, his breath in long, deep rhythms. Our hand holding and close walking had definitely decreased the further we had to walk. I was sweating under my sweater. Despite the oncoming of winter, the chilly wind didn't stop us from heating up.

"How about we get some smoothies?" Phil suggested.

"That sounds great to me," I smiled.

"I really have to pee. Why don't you get me one and I'll meet you there?" he asked, already heading towards the nearest bathroom.

"Okay," Phil chirped and Dan was gone. "This way." I followed Phil to the smoothie place. "So, what kind of smoothies do you like?"

"Um, I guess it depends on my mood."

"And what is your mood telling you now?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Something with banana."

He giggled and said, "I like the way you say banana." I started chuckling too.

"You're the one that says banana funny," I said, then suddenly we were laughing and saying banana in each other's accents.

"Okay, but seriously," I said, still laughing, "I need to vlog this." I pulled out my camera and I was still laughing after I pressed record. "So Phil and I are debating which country says banana funnier. I say the Brits do but he is insistent on Americans. Let me know in the comments. Banana!"

Then Phil said into the camera, "Banana!" We both laughed.

"After breakfast we decided to walk to the farmer's market, but we ended up walking an entire hour—" my phone suddenly buzzed from my bag "—and getting really hot and tired, so we have decided to get smoothies." I stopped it then put my camera away and pulled out my phone. It was Raine.

Hey girl, hows the new bf doing? R u having fun?

I laughed a little and replied back.

I'm actually having a lot of fun. Phil and I are getting smoothies rn

Well you two have fun ;) dont get too scandalous

:( shut up i cant and you know that

Fine sor-ry just trying to make u laugh ill talk to u later my professor is gunna kill me

Bai

I put my phone away and saw the smoothie place not too far away from us. We walked inside and got into the queue.

"Was that Dan?" Phil asked.

"Oh, no. That was just my friend Raine."

"Oh right. Your best friend right?"

"Yeah. How'd you know?"

"You told that girl earlier your best friend's name is Raine."

"You remember that?"

"Of course."

"Huh," I said, my eyes flittering to the ground.

"So, what have you decided to go with your banana?" Phil asked. I half smiled and looked up at the menu board.

"Um, mango and taro."

"Ooh, tropical. I think I'm going to have an oreo milkshake," he told me.

"I thought we were going to be having smoothies, not milkshakes," I said, jokingly.

"Your right. What should I get?" I didn't expect him to completely change his mind from one sarcastic comment.

"Um... Strawberry kiwi?"

"Sounds good to me. I'll get Dan a chocolate milkshake and I'll drink it until he arrives," he chuckled.

"Good choice," I laughed. We ordered our drinks and sat down at a table. By the time our drinks came, we were already in a discussion about which tropical fruit went with each tropical animal.

"Dragon fruit is definitely a shark," I pointed out, taking a sip of my smoothie.

After Phil took a long gulp of Dan's milkshake, he said, "And I'm guessing that a starfish is a peach."

"Peach isn't a tropical fruit."

"It can be if you believe in it," he said and I laughed.

"It just can't be," I said and then all of a sudden we ended up playing footies under the table. We were laughing so hard, our drinks really didn't matter to us. Dan walked up with a very confused look on his face. We stopped immediately but I tapped Phil's foot one last time and smirked at him.

"Don't even want to know what you two were laughing about, but where is my seat?"

"What?" Phil said and I looked over to see that we had picked a table with only two chairs.

"Why don't we go walk around instead then?" I said sweetly and handed him his drink. With my opposite hand I took out my camera and filmed us.

"Got my banana, mango, and taro smoothie and now we're gunna walk around the farmer's market. How do you like the chocolate milkshake, Dan?" I pointed the camera towards him.

"Tastes like someone drank it," he said narrowing his eyes as he took a sip.

"That was Phil, I swear," I laughed.

"Sure," he said skeptically and then I turned the camera off. I put the camera back in my bag and then took his hand in mine. Phil walked just a little ahead of us.

"What's the matter with him?" Dan asked me, quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"He looks mad or something, and Phil's never mad," Dan explained.

"Maybe he doesn't like his smoothie."

"What smoothie? He always gets an oreo milkshake from here."

"Oh. I told him he should get a smoothie. I didn't know."

"Huh," Dan said, standing back up straight. I felt bad now. No wonder he was drinking Dan's. He wanted a milkshake and I made him get a smoothie. Now I felt bad for pressuring him. We walked around the market, looking at all the different booths and produce.

"I'm going to go apologise to Phil real quick. Be right back," I said to Dan and walked over to meet up with Phil. "Hey, Phil. I'm sorry I pressured you into getting a smoothie. I didn't know you always got a milkshake."

"What? You didn't pressure me. I'm glad you suggested a smoothie. Ever since we met you, I've been trying all kinds of different things. I mean, I've haven't been to a farmer's market since I've moved to London."

"What? But you're the one who knew about it."

"Because I thought you would like it so I googled it last night," he explained.

"Oh, well I'm sorry."

"For what? You haven't done anything wrong. In fact,—" he tried to say but a girl walked up to us and I could see her mother watching from a few feet away.

"Um, sorry to interrupt. I love your videos Phil and you too Aslynn. Do you mind if I got some pictures, please?" she asked.

"Yeah. Of course," I said and she stood between me and Phil while Phil took the photo.

"Thank you so much," she said, holding her phone nervously in her hands.

"Yeah. No problem. It was nice to meet you," Phil said.

"Do you happen to know where Dan is, Aslynn?"

"Uh, he went that way. I just was with him a second ago so he shouldn't have gone too far," I said, pointing towards where Dan was but he had disappeared.

"Thanks again. Have a nice day," she said and walked off.

"It's so weird having people ask you where Dan is and not me," Phil said with a small laugh.

"Yeah. Um, what were you saying before?"

"Nothing. I did want to show you this," he said with a smirk. I followed him to a tropical fruit booth. "Look, peaches."

"No way," I laughed. I pulled out my camera and started recording. "We're at the farmer's market now and Phil has just pointed out that—" Dan walked up behind me. "—peaches are in fact a tropical fruit. I had no idea! Oh, Dan's back. Where'd you run off to?" I was looking at him but then I saw he had the awkward "I need to talk to you" face on so I faced the camera towards him. "What is it?"

"Oh, I just wanted to give you this. I saw a booth with a bunch of them and I thought of you." I was completely speechless. He held out a little bracelet and I let him put it on my wrist.

"Oh my. Thank you, Dan." I turned the camera off and gave him a hug.

"Aw that is so sweet." The girl from earlier was there again. "I'm so sorry again."

"No. It's fine," I said, stepping back a little while Dan talked to the girl.

"It is super sweet," Phil said next to me.

"What?"

"The bracelet," he pointed out.

"Oh, yeah. Uh," I mumbled. It felt weird on me and I shook it around on my wrist. I don't know what it was about this bracelet, but I kind of wish he hadn't of gotten it for me. Maybe it was just that it made this all feel too real and that was freaking me out. I put my camera away and walked off to another booth. I felt like I really needed some space but then I saw the girl still there so I tried to be polite. I walked up next to Dan and pressed my arm against his.

"Hey," he said, wrapping his arm around me. The girl was talking about something but I hardly could pay attention. I felt really weird and then suddenly I was watching myself away from my body. The girl left and Dan looked over at me. His mouth was moving but couldn't understand him. His face scrunched up and he started looking at me intensely now.

"Aslynn, Aslynn," I heard like an echo. I shook my head and came back to myself.

"Yeah? Sorry. I just, uh, need to- need to- nothing. Uh, let's just keep walking. Come on," I grabbed his hand and dragged him along. I couldn't feel my feet but for some reason I knew where I was going. We just walked, looking at more and more booths. Eventually, lunchtime came around and we decided on a little sandwich place to eat. I ordered a really healthy sandwich on flatbread but with some fries and an iced tea. Dan got a BLT and Phil ordered just a regular turkey sandwich on sourdough. I was happy to be sitting down but I wanted to be curled up in a little ball back at my own home. I vlogged my lunch, once again asking them what they got to eat. After lunch, we decided to see a film. There was a new si-fi one that I wanted to see but the reviews were getting worse and worse as more people saw it. I decided that it would be a good time killer anyway and they agreed to go since there wasn't much else out till Christmas. We walked down to the cinema and I pulled out my camera to vlog before we went in.

"So we decided to see a film but the movie is close to 3 hours long so hopefully we'll make it through without falling asleep. Are you excited Dan?" I asked, clinging to his arm.

"Yeah. Hopefully it will be okay," he said and we continued talking to the camera until it was time for us to get our tickets. We went inside and realised we were really early, like barely starting the adverts early, so we got ourselves some popcorn and sodas to last us the entire time. I decided I would make most of my time in here sitting and relaxing. We chose the very last row of seats in the theatre and I snacked on some popcorn while I watched adverts in the air conditioning.

"I don't think we've ever been here this early," Phil said. "We're usually late to things."

"Just enjoy sitting inside," Dan said, resting his head back and shutting his eyes. He looked tired. We all sat there while the adverts played and mucked around on our phones. I grew bored of searching random things online and checking Twitter, so I looked over at Phil's screen and saw he was playing a colorful game on his phone.

"What's that?" I whispered.

"Crossy Road. It's like Frogger but with more characters. I even got to create and voice one of the characters on here like three years ago. That's why I still have it on here," he explained as he went on playing the game.

"Really? That's so cool. 'Crossy Road' you said?"

"Yeah," he nodded his head in agreement.

"I'm gunna get it." I downloaded the game and then started playing it. Eventually, Phil started watching me fail and fail again. He started laughing at my attempts to play the game but I protested and said I could do better, so we decided to see who could get the farthest. I knew he would win every time, but it was enjoyable nonetheless.

"No, no, stop," he laughed quietly, pushing my arm.

"Hey. You're doing way better than me. That's not fair," I said quietly, shoving him back. We pushed against each other, trying to make the other fail, but it did no good either way. We were laughing as quietly as possible but then my character died and I groaned loudly, resulting in a shush from someone else in the theatre. He laughed even harder and kept playing for a few more minutes. Dan started watching us just as Phil suddenly died.

"Alright. We should stop," I said and put my phone away. I laid back and Phil put his phone away too.

"Oh come on. It just started to get interesting," Dan complained.

"I'm sorry. I just think we're getting a little too rowdy for a theatre. Maybe later," I said, stroking his arm. I leaned over on his shoulder as we watched more previews. Luckily the previews ended after a few minutes and the movie started. After about ten minutes, I realised it was actually really boring. I was starting to fall asleep after about twenty minutes when Dan shifted in his seat and woke me back up.

"Sorry. This movie is just hilarious," he whispered to me. "The perfect balance of sarcasm and irony that makes it funny." It wasn't a comedy film but I'm glad one of us liked it. I sat up in my seat to tried and watch it but it was just too boring. I looked over at Phil who was clearly bored and falling asleep as well.

I leaned over to him and whispered, "You bored too?"

"And tired," he said.

"Me too," I yawned and then chuckled to myself.

"Dan is clearly enjoying this," Phil said, looking over at him. I looked over to see Dan sitting up straight and laughing every few minutes. I put my head in my hand that was propped up on the armrest and my eyes started to droop. Suddenly, I awoke and the lights were on again. I blinked and shielded my face. One of my arms was linked with Phil's and I was leaning over on him.

"Oh, sorry," I said, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.

"It's fine. I fell asleep for a while too," he chuckled.

"Come on. Let's go back home and then order some food," Dan said, grabbing my hand and pulling me along. I let him drag me along since I was still groggy. We decided to take an uber back. Phil hopped in the front and Dan and I sat in the back. It was going to take ten minutes to get back so I got comfortable.

"That movie was super cool, but I saw you fell asleep. You and Phil both did," he chuckled softly.

"Yeah. Turned out it wasn't my thing and I was really tired from walking around these last couple of days."

"Sorry we're dragging you around everywhere. We honestly never get out this much. I just wanted to make this weekend nice for you."

"Oh. Well, thank you. I appreciate it. I've had a really good time, really. You guys are a lot of fun," I told him.

"We're glad to have you here," he said and suddenly he kissed my cheek. I was stunned into silence, and when I looked up I saw Phil avert his eyes quickly from the center mirror. I started to blush from all the sudden attention. To keep my mind off of things, I started to think about how nice of a pillow Phil made and a small laugh escaped my mouth.

"Ticklish?" Dan asked.

"No. I was just thinking about something," I said, covering my smile.

"Oh. Okay," he said and we went back to just sitting in silence. Dan grabbed my hand as we sat there until we got back home. I laid down on the couch and then pulled out my camera.

"The movie is over and we're back at the house now. Sorry if I sound funny. I pretty much just woke up. I failed in my attempts to stay awake. The movie was kind of boring for me but Dan really enjoyed it. We're supposed to order some food and good thing because I am starving. Oh! And Phil showed me this game today, Crossy Road. And, uh, oh, Phil? What was that thing you were telling me about with a character on that game?" I turned the camera towards him.

"Yeah. Um, the creators of the game let me design and voice the emo goose character, but that was like three years ago."

"Is that why you're so good at it?"

"Yeah. I would play it for just hours on end and I talked about it a lot. My viewers were probably annoyed with all the Crossy Road tweets," he said with a laugh.

"I'm sure they enjoyed it as much as you did," I said, turning the camera back on myself. "I think I'm going to end the vlog here. I'm just going to eat and then head back to my hotel. Give it a thumbs up if you enjoyed it and don't forget to subscribe if you want. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight," I said, blew the camera a kiss and turned it off. Phil laughed a little and then walked off.

"What?" I called after him and he turned back around.

"Nothing. It's just cute," he smirked.

"Yeah? Well, your videos are way more cute so don't think your all high and manly," I laughed and then he stuck his tongue at me.

"Okay. How does pizza sound to everyone?" Dan asked, walking past Phil into the room.

"Sounds like heaven," I said as he sat next to me. He ordered two large pizzas on his phone and then we waited for it to arrive. I went onto my laptop to start editing my vlog from today. I opened my laptop but then noticed I had a couple emails from my boss. The first was subjected, "London with Dan (pt. 1)" and the second, "How's it all been going?" I opened the first and read all about he loved and enjoyed yesterdays vlog. The second was asking how everything was going and how much it's already been paying off. Apparently I've already gained 20,000 more subscribers and growing. I was really happy at first but then the reason for it was kind of sad. I felt really bad for lying, but I couldn't go back now. I emailed him back thanking him and updating him on my progress. After I sent it, I went to work on my editing. The boys had put on some anime called "Magi" and they were working on their laptops as well. I could see Phil editing the gaming video we filmed yesterday and Dan replying to emails. The pizzas soon arrived and we ate most of it in a very small amount of time. I was fully content with the three slices of pizza I had but they were still snacking on their fifth piece even after all the food we ate today. I checked my email again and there was another email reply from my manager saying he wanted me to come back to London on Wednesday and stay for a whole week.

"Dan, come here," I said and he leaned over in his seat to look at my laptop. "Read this." He took a couple seconds to read it and then he sat up, looking at me.

"Oh. Cool. You know, you don't have to stay at a hotel for that week if you want. You can stay here. The office has a futon."

"Oh no. That's okay," I said.

"No, please. We'd be happy to have you stay. You're here most of the day anyway," Phil spoke up.

"Well, if you insist," I said and they started to cheer.

"When are you coming back?" Phil asked.

"Wednesday."

"Wow. Only two days back home?" he asked.

"Yeah. Its fine though. It's not like there is much to do in Doncaster. Well, I'm gunna go back to my hotel room and sleep. I'll see you boys tomorrow." I packed up my stuff once again, said goodbye, and walked to the hotel. I was happy to be there and was ready to relax. I got changed and got ready for bed when I felt an unexpected wave of guilt. I didn't want to think too much about this but my brain had other plans all of a sudden. Thoughts ran through my mind like squirrels to peanut butter. How long will I have to keep this up? I can't keep going back and forth between London and Doncaster all the time but I can't move here just for some pretend relationship. I threw the bracelet that was on my wrist across the room and started to cry, stressing myself out even more. After a good while, I went to my phone in desperation and called the one person I could: Phil. As the phone rang, I calmed myself enough to talk.

"Aslynn?"

"Phil? Are you alone?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah. I'm in my room," he said quieter.

"Um, c-can we talk?" I said, trying to wipe away the tears settling in my eyes.

"Yeah. Of course. Are you okay?"

"I-I just can't do this anymore," I said, my sinuses filling and my breathing getting deeper as I started to cry again.

"Do what? The thing with Dan?"

"Can we not to say any names? I don't want him to hear," I said and started choking up. Tear started coming down again and I sobbed.

"Woah. Okay. Okay. Try to calm down. Try to stop crying, sweet—" he said, stopping short, and I suddenly couldn't feel anything anymore. I was watching myself now. I felt dead. I felt like I was underwater and I could see myself from far away. I tried to reach my crying self but I couldn't. There was a glass wall separating us it seemed. I wanted so badly to come back to reality but I felt as if I'd be here forever. Suddenly, my body stopped crying and I could hear Phil's soothing voice again.

"Oh my god, Aslynn. Please just tell me what's wrong," he sounded like he was going to cry.

"Phil," I mumbled and my body copied.

"Oh, Aslynn. I was so worried. You wouldn't respond and you just kept crying."

"I-I'm sorry. I don't have control. I-I— never mind. I'm so sorry."

"Are you sure you don't want me to come over? I want to help," he said.

"No, no. It's okay. I don't want to make a fuss," I said, trying to stop myself from letting him get involved.

"Please tell me what's bothering you, then. You said that you couldn't do it anymore? Do you mean the thing with Dan?"

"I told you not to say any names please."

"Right, sorry. Um, you can't do the thing with he who shall not be named?"

"Better," I said trying to smile. "I don't know. I can do this, but where is this going to end? I can only keep it up for so long. I can't keep coming back and forth like this for something that is so irrelevant. I'm probably making too big of a deal about this, but I just don't know what to do. I'm freaking out."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't want to tell you what do, but you can fake break up with him any time you want, you know."

"But I can't do it too soon or it will really look like a scam," I started to cry again.

"No, please don't cry. I hate hearing you cry. Try to calm down. Are you sure you don't want me to bring you some ice cream or something?"

All of a sudden, I felt that spiral of loosing control again and I was once again behind a glass wall. I could hear myself say yes even though I was banging against the glass, screaming no. I felt horrible for dragging him into this.

My body responded to him again without my permission saying, "Cookies and cream."

He then said, "Be there in ten minutes. Hang in there for me, love." I slumped onto the floor as my body put down the phone and curled into a little ball. My body started to text for a second and then put the phone away again. I had told him what room and hotel I was in. I couldn't feel any more emotions. I was stuck behind this glass, emotionless forever. Nothing around me could bring me any comfort. The only things I had were my laptop and some clothes. The internet wasn't my friend right now so I told myself to stay away from that for a long time. There was a knock at the door. I hadn't realised the time had gone so quickly. My body went and unlocked the door and then went back to the bed. Phil walked in, thankfully without Dan.

"Hey, Aslynn. I can say your name again right?" My body nodded. "I brought the ice cream. Did you want to eat it right now?" I shook my head. "Okay, I'll leave it here for now." He set it on the little desk and then sat on the bed. "Do you want a hug?" He held out his arms and my body nodded.

"No," my mind screamed, "don't let him get involved!" Then he scooted over and hugged my body. Suddenly, I wasn't trapped anymore. I was back in my body and I could feel the warm, comforting hug. Was this all I really needed to get back to reality? A hug? Never once before had I wanted someone to touch me in this state, let alone have it help me. I suddenly realised what I was doing and pushed Phil off of me.

"You can't get involved. I can't get involved. I don't know why I was telling you all those things. I-" I started to get quiet. "I didn't have control. I'm sorry."

"You keep saying that. Why do you keep saying that? Of course you have control."

"No. No, I don't, okay? I have a problem. I can't control things. I can't feel and I'm not in myself."

"Not in yourself? I don't understand," he said, shaking his head like it would make this less confusing.

"It's a disorder. I panic and my body just detaches itself from me. It's like I'm a ghost. I don't know. It's hard to explain."

"Okay. How do you stop it then? Is it like panic attacks?" he asks, genuinely interested.

"Yeah. I usually try to like grasp onto something or wrap myself like I'm trying to combine my body and my mind back together. It's difficult to explain. I get it when I'm nervous or scared. I need like an anchor to pull me back to reality."

"Are you okay now?"

"Yeah. I guess. The hug helped," I mumbled, blushing.

"Good. I'm so glad I could help in some way. Do you know how long you were on the phone for?"

"No. How long?"

"A little more than fifteen minutes. It freaked me out because you weren't responding," he explained.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't hear you," I said, averting my eyes.

"Yeah. I admit, I even started to freak out a little."

"Oh gosh. I shouldn't have called you," I said, shaking my head furiously.

"No, because then I wouldn't have been able to help you and I like to help you. I want to."

I blushed and said, "Well, thank you. I appreciate you staying strong. I certainly can't."

"It's fine. Now, let's have some ice cream, shall we?" he suggested and got up from the bed.

"Okay," I laughed and he grabbed the tub and two spoons. We sat there, eating and laughing. He could always make me laugh with just one silly comment. I was thankful to have a friend like him to help.

"Oh, man. It's getting late. I should get back home before Dan realises I left." He checked his phone and he had a few messages. "Oops. He already did. I better go. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you for tonight. I'm glad you came."

"I'm glad you let me help. Can I hug you again? I love hugging small people," he laughed. The height difference was quite large but I was used to everyone being taller than me. He hugged me and my face went right into his chest. It was nice and it didn't feel panicky at all. I felt grounded again. He left and then I went straight to bed. Tonight left me exhausted so I didn't get up the next day until noon.