Chapter Twenty Five - The British Boy

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When I let Dan go,our eyes are locked on each other.I saw tears roll down his cheek and wipe them away. "Don't cry," I whisper. "It's all okay."

"Eliza,I don't want to hurt you," he mutters. "I don't want to break your heart,and I'm afraid that's what I'm going to do."

I shake my head. "You can't break a broken heart," I reply. "Dan,ever since I met you you have been nothing but amazing.You put my heart back together."

It was my turn to start crying.I let tears roll down my cheek and he wipes them away subtly.He rests his forehead on mine and smiles sadly at me. "Don't cry beautiful," he whispers.He presses his lips onto mine and it doesn't take long for me to press back.I close my eyes,loving every second,every minute of this kiss.When he finally pulls away,I smile.I lay down on his bed and he lays next to me.He smiles at me and kisses my nose.

"I love you,my british boy," I whisper.

"I love you too,my american girl," he whispers back.He intertwines our fingers and I cuddle up to him.He truly was amazing.I never wanted to let go of my british boy.

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