"...And then we're going to get married and have 4 kids, maybe 5, move to Germany and live happily ever!" Savvy cheered. I smiled softly, listening to her continue on with her fantasy life about her and Dan.

When I met Savvy, she was a drop-dead danosaur and phillion. She would talk about them 24/7, so she literally almost died when I told her Phil was related to me. The next week I took her to Manchester with me and she met them and was head over heels for Dan, and said pretty stupid things. About 1 1/2 years later, Dan asked Savvy out, of course she said yes, and they've been dating ever since. 

"But who would be your soulmate then? I mean I have Dan, and lets be honest, there's nothing more perfect than him. What about...Caspar Lee? You know him right? Or maybe Jack or Finn Harries...yeah!" She squeals. I grin again, because I know all three of them personally, but dating one of them would actually be perfection.

"So why are you here again exactly?" I question her. She stops in midsentence.

"Um...because todays the week before we fly to Vidcon, duh." She states as if it's obvious.

"I'll repeat it again, why are you here?" I ask. Savvy looks at me annoyed.

"Because I'm going with you all." She says with a glare.

"Sorry girl, dang." I mutter. Her hard glare turned into a smile and she ended up laughing. 

"I got you!" She laughed, falling backwards on my bed. I looked at her for a bit before bursting out laughing right next to her. We laughed for a long time before we died down, only a few giggles slipping out our mouths.

"Have you got your bag packed?" I questioned. She shook her head.

"Nope, I'm gonna pack it in a couple of days. I have a while to wait." She told me, I nodded getting up off the bed and walking over to my closet. I grabbed a suitcase and threw it on the floor. Savanna got up and walked next to me with a confused face.

"I'm packing up now, because you know if I don't do it now, it won't get done and I'll be stuck wearing baggy boy clothes." I stated, recalling last years Vidcon. She snickered at me.

"You wore Dan and Phil's clothes?" She asked, turning red from trying to hold in all her laughter. I shoved her and pouted, pulling out a bunch of jeans and shorts.

"Fold these for me please?" I ask her tossing them on my bed. She scoffed, but started folding anyway. I smiled at her generously before taking out a bunch of shirts and sweaters. I throw those on floor because I'm going to end up folding those anyways. I pull out my floral doc martens and my grey uggs because those are about the only shoes I wear anyway. I take out a bunch of jackets because those are a necessity for me. I start folding everything and packing it up.

We finish about 15 minutes later and I have to lie on my suitcase to close it.

"We're done!" I exclaim. Savvy looks questionably at my suitcase.

"Did you pack pjs?" She questioned. I groaned.

"I'll shove them in my bookbag." I mutter pulling out my bookbag I was going to pack my electronics and toiletries. She nodded and it was really silent after that.

Savvy started texting and I went to the front to start cooking.

"WHAT ARE YA'LL EATING?" I yell in the kitchen. I get three different responces so I just make tacos because I like tacos and those are the easiest to make. I start cutting tomatos and accidentally cut my finger. I start seeing blood leak out of it and almost throw up because I'm very sensative when it comes to blood.

"Phillllll!" I whine holding my finger in my mouth. It stung really bad so there were tears in the brim of my eyes. Phil wasn't coming so I whined his name over and over while taking deep breaths. Apparently Phil was dead or something so I walked up to his room and opened the door. He looked up at me irritated.

"What now?" He complained. I glared at him taking my finger out my mouth.

"I'm bleeding." I pouted. His eyes widened in realization and he repeatedly said sorry and grabbed a band-aid and alcohol and a cotton ball. He had to hold my hand really still while he poured the alcohol on the cotton ball. I squirmed in his grasp until he put it on my thumb and I started whining and crying again. He put the band-aid on it and hugged me. I sniffed and he ended up finishing the cooking for me. I sat watching Hey Arnold on Netflix until it was time to eat. Savanna and Dan sat next to each other, Savvy under Dan's arm giggling at something Dan told her. I glare looking at them, instantly averting my gaze when Dan turns to look at me.

"I'm done eating, I'm going to my room." I stated, excusing myself from the table and putting the plate in the sink and walking to my room closing the door behind me. I walk around in my room, taking deep breaths. I sit down on my bed pondering over the thought of what I should do. I decide to make a video.

I stand back up and take my tripod out of my closet and my camera out of its bag. I set the tripod in the right place and the camera on top of it, I had to position it so it isn't filming my way too dirty room. I already had an idea about what I wanted to rant about. I walked to my mirror, checking to see if I looked okay before I started. After checking for about the 20th time, because my tiny OCD side was kicking in, I settled that I was decent looking. Next I had to write a decent sounding script which took a good hour. I read over it and rehearsed it for a while, settling on it being alright before started the camera.

"Oh hi internet, I didn't see you there. Today I'm going to be teaching you on how to deal with a heartbreak." I said into the camera. I took a breath before starting the next line.

"This is going to help you for a lot, if you're girlfriend or boyfriend broke up with you, died, moved, cheated, or you're in love with someone who's in love with someone else." I said with confidence.

"Now, this is really hard, because I'm actually going through it, and this is what I do." I say, uneasy because my fans are already assuming it's Dan. 

"Um, well step one," I held one finger up to the camera, "depending on what you're going through, there are different techniques. For example, if your close friend or boyfriend slash girlfriend died, you may be very hollow. You may be crying. What you have to do is reach out to someone, and talk through it with them, because it's happened to me twice, and I do talk about my friends that died often and reminisce on your time with them. That'll help probably."

"Now, if it's different, say um...you're in love with someone who loves another person...I hardly handle it well actually, but I have my brother Phil, because he's like my resource so once again, talk to someone about your thoughts and feelings because it probably will help. Listen to calming music, whatever calms you. I mostly listen to Ed Sheeran, because that bro is calm," I giggle a bit, "uh...you could express your emotion someway else if you aren't comfortable to talk, but not on yourself or somebody else. Draw, sing, play a sport or whatever. It helps." I say.

"Now...step two, don't be embarrased to cry, it's normal and I do it a lot. Seriously I cried like twice today. Don't be afraid to put on that Adele CD, eat ice-cream, and watch The Notebook. Have someone to cry with you if you want, but I don't have anyone so um...yeah. That's depressing now that I say it out loud. Wow." I note with a smirk.

"Step number tres, focus on moving on. Don't stay stuck on what happened or what is happening, like the people in my middle school said, don't stay stuck on stupid. Wow, that was an insult and I'm so sorry if I offended you. Move on, find someone else, if they cheated or something, find someone better, if they're gone, dead, moving, they'll want you to move on." I announce.

"Four, stay positive! If everything else in life is going okay, or managable, focus on that, you're still living and breathing aren't you? Remember that. Always remember that. I swear to you, everything will get better." 

"Wow okay number five, if it is so serious it's affecting your life, seek professional help. A therapist or something. They can almost certainly help you, I swear." I mention.

"Now six is the last step. Accept it. You may never be a hundred percent okay with what happened, and you may cry thinking about it. But you just have to accept that it's life, and it's going to be okay. Everything will be okay, I promise you that. You will find someone who loves you, and who will stay with you forever. I promise, I promise, I promise." I repeat.

"I love every single one of you, please never forget that. I wish the best for you all, and see you next time. Bye internet." I say ending the video, happy with the outcome. Hardly any blunders. I should save it for uploading tomorrow, so I should start editing today.

I edit for a good few hours, and have only a bit to do, but it's so late I'm going to mess up if I continue, so I just save my progress and go to sleep. But one thought is how much of a hypocrite I'm being with this video. Move on Fiona, move on.