Before you read, I want to a) apologize for being late... Holiday break has my days all mixed up, and b) tell you to go read lardidar's story "This Is It." It's beautiful!

~~PHIL'S POV~~

I step out the door with Liz and Dan, our stuff in tow, as we head for Liz's car. We give our hugs and wave out goodbyes to our parents, busy to get back to our homes, despite our love of this one. We've only been gone a few days, but it feels like ages. I've realized on this trip that while I'll always call this place home, my real home is at the flat with Dan.

After Liz's things are loaded in the trunk and Dan and I's in the back seat, we all hop in the car, me riding shotgun and Dan in the back. We make small chat all the way to the train station, talking of New Years Eve plans and how we liked our presents, but soon enough, Liz is dropping us off at the train station and she's driving away towards Manchester, her city of residence. London is a bit farther away and since neither Dan or I have a car, we opted for the train.

"I'm gonna miss her, at least a bit." Dan says as we walk into the train station and begin to get past security. "She really started to grow on me."

"I knew you'd like her." I say, smiling, wanting to slip my hand into his but restraining myself. It's such a busy place, and we're much more likely to run into fans here. The train pulls up and we board, sitting in the back. We share ear buds, listening to Muse and holding hands beneath the seats in case someone recognized us. Just then, as the doors were closing, 3 girls carrying shopping bags snuck in, making an awful ruckus.

One of the girls, a tall, curvy girl with wavy black hair and hazel eyes rimmed by thin black glasses, saw us, and her mouth formed a perfect "O". She stared at us a moment, our hands separating slowly so as she wouldn't see, and then she began to walk up to us.

"I beg your pardon if you're not, but would you happen to be Dan Howell and Phil Lester?" She asked us in a whisper as to not be so loud as to disrupt the train, something her friends were not shy of.

"Yes, we are," Dan smiled, putting out his hand to shake hers. Her eyes somehow got even wider, the flecks of green shining in her otherwise light brown eyes. She shook his hand, the hand that was just in mine, and then she just stared at us for a moment, seeming to be in some state of shock.

"Are you okay?" I asked, slightly worried at her silent, openmouthed awestruck.

"Oh, yes." She said, smoothing down her royal blue cotton dress. "I just never thought I'd meet you two. I'm American and have loved you two for years. I've been saving up to go to England for a very long time, even before I started watching you two, and while I was hoping to see you two but never thought I actually would. This is wicked awesome!"

"Well, that's just perfect!" Dan chuckled. "Is your life made yet?"

"Yes, yes! You two actually are what inspired me to start vlogging." She says, her eyes truly glowing now. "I even have my llama hat with me!" She pulled out her hat, a replica of Dan's, to which Dan pulled out his. They put them on at the same time, laughing.

I step in then, smiling at her. "Want to take a picture with us?"

Her mouth drops and forms that little "O" of shock again, making her pink lips look very cartoonish. Her face is so expressive; actually, that one might say she herself is cartoonish. "Really?"

"Yeah, but how about before we get off the train. I think that old man would stare at us quite weirdly if we all got up, posed, then sat back down again."

"Whatever you want to do!" She says, and we actually end up talking far more than any of us expected, but she's so cheerfully expressive and happy to see us it was kind of hard to turn away from her. She tells us her username, ZanyNicholetta, and we actually end up exchanging phone numbers with her before taking a picture and her skipping off the train with her friends at her stop.

I turn to Dan, then. "Well, that was pleasant! She was very happy to see us."

"Yes, she was nice. I couldn't stop thinking of holding your hand while she was on, though!"

"You're too sweet." I reply, slipping my hand into his. He responds by kissing me, quickly. No one noticed, but I was still taken a bit back. Instead of yelling at him, I whisper, "To hell with it. I don't care if someone sees." And rest my head on his shoulder, dozing off just slightly.

I was only asleep about 30 minutes before Dan's shaking me awake, pulling us off the train.

"Come on, Phil. We're almost home, you can go back to sleep then." I get up, groggily, before grabbing my duffel bag and dashing off the train after him. We both only have duffel bags so we consider walking the rest of the way home, but we step out onto the street and immediately our faces feel frozen.

I look over at Dan, his teeth chattering slightly. "Cab?" I say.

"Definitely. Anything more than 10 minutes in this and my dick'll freeze off!" He jokes.

"Well, I certainly wouldn't want that." I respond, winking, eliciting a laugh and a kiss from him. Dan hails a cab and we hop in the back, snuggling in close. The cabbie says nothing but to ask where we're going, but I can hear the disgust in his voice and see the sneer on his lip. I want to say something, but realize there's not much point in it. I'm not gonna make him accept us, and besides, London is a very gay-friendly city, even with the few religious zealots scattered around the country. Soon enough we're home anyways, paying the homophobe and heading inside.

We enter the flat and we're barely in for two seconds before Dan's got me pressed against the wall, kissing me passionately. I laugh slightly, surprised by his lovely attack. He pulls away, a look of confusion on his face.

"Why the giggles?" He asks, his eyes showing a slight disappointment.

"Just that someone's eager!" I say, pulling him into another deep kiss. While I love my parents and it was great seeing them again, I missed this with Dan. The passion. And considering the fact that we were both pretty loud when it came to the bedroom, we weren't going to try and pull any fast ones on my parents.

I feel Dan unbuttoning my jacket and whipping it off nimbly, then breaking the kiss momentarily to do the same with his own. We return to kissing, our mouths fitting each others perfectly, my fingers interlaced in his hair, one of his hands between my shoulder blades and the other on the small of my back, pressing me against him. I kick off my shoes and pull away from his intoxicating touch, leading him into the bedroom I had once called mine but now call ours, sharing not just my body, but also my love with him.

Yeah, for those wondering, NO SMUTTY SEX SCENE. I just thought I should let you know they still have a nice and healthy sex life ;) And for those of you who want it, go read another piece of smut that's just everywhere and imagine it in between these two chapters! xD And yes, I am the girl they met on the train. I've been told by multiple people my expression range on almost cartoonish/I make perfect rage comic faces xD See you Sunday! :3