I've Never Loved...

On the road again

I took a step back from the side of the track and looked down the line, waiting for my train. My ticket to London was clutched in my hand while my suitcase perched by my side and the time read '7:15am', my train was 3 minutes late, typical. I took a deep in breath, my journey in life was really about to start. It was late August and it was time to move, into my flat on campus, I was so nervous. I had to say many hard goodbyes at home, the hardest one was to Harry, for obvious reasons. But I was also excited, I could finally do what I wanted to and this could be a whole new adventure...

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So there was never an ending to this story, but now there is! Well, it's not really the ending, I want there to be a sequal!