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I would want to say that we married, got three children and lived happily ever after. I´m not going to though, because it´s not true.

Those two weeks we spent together were the best of my life. We went and hosted the Ellen Degeneres show together, and Ellen was just awsome! I really got along well with her and it all went really well. Other than that, we stayed inside his house for two weeks. Mostly we just stayed in bed, watching movies, talking, making love ... it was wonderful. For those two weeks we escaped reality.

On the last night before I was going home we stayed up all night. We had just made love and he was resting over me, still inside of me. Our breathing was still out of control, at the same time we were giggling like stupid schoolgirls. Then he turned serious and rested his hand on my face.

"I don´t care what the rest of the world says. I´m going to marry yo someday."

His words broke my heart. Had I not longed for months to hear him say that? Had I not wished for it in my dreams? Yet when I heard them out loud I knew that it would never happen. Those words made me all warm on the inside, but they also broke my heart. I leaned up and kissed him softly on the lips.

"You know that nothing would make me happier", I whispered and looked into his green eyes. "I want to spend my life with you, James. But you also know that it can never happen."

"Why though? We love each other! Isn´t that enough?"

"You want us to get married now? I´m only eighteen, and I haven´t graduated from high school yet. Then I´m going to University. I live in Sweden, you live in America. You´re almost forty years old and it´s time for you to settle down, have kids. I don´t want kids for at least five or ten years. Are you really ready to wait for me for that long? You´ll be almost fifty by the time I´m ready to start a family with you. Do you really think you´ll be able to wait that long for me?"

"I´ll wait for you no matter how long it will take. I love you and I will always love you. Age doesn´t matter."

"But it does and you know that. You´re just afraid to see it. We live in two different worlds, our lifes are completely different. How could we possibly be together? Tell me, please! Please tell me, convince me that there is a chans for us to live happily ever after! Because that´s what I want."

He didn´t answer me. We both knew that we could never be together like that. Instead he just rested his head against my chest and cried. I could feel his shoulders shake as I held him. I cried as well, because I knew that I would be going home soon, and he wasn´t going with me.

So the day after he followed me to the Airport to say goodbye to me. We held each other for a long time, not caring who could see us and when it was time for me to go, he kissed me. At first the kiss was soft, almost to soft. Then it changed and out desperation took over. He held me Close to him, almost painfully hard and deepened the kiss until it was difficult for me to breath.

"I´ll always love you, no matter what", he whispered and kissed me again. "Never forget that Amanda, you will always have my heart."

"This isn´t goodbye forever" I told him while the tears rushed down my face. "We will see each other all the time. We will always be friends. Right?"

"Yes. Friends." he muttered and kissed me again. "Call me when you land, okay?"

I nodded and with one last kiss he let me go. I wanted to run back to him, and throw myself into his warm embrace, but I kept walking. Something inside me broke. I could almost hear it crack inside my chest, almost killing me.

It wasn´t until I got home that I realized there had been paparazzi on the Airport, and they had gotten some really good pictures of me and James kissing. They had also gotten a picture of James crying when I was walking away. And one of me. By the time I got back to school everybody knew about my relationship with James. I was once again the center of attention and everyone wanted to be my friend. All except Matilda. She was really mad over that I hadn´t told her anything.

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