I Won't Let You Go ( Sequel to Tonight You're Perfect)
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  • Reads 1,314
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 18m
Ongoing, First published Sep 30, 2014
"We can forget about them, and just be our family," Matt said to me. I shook my head and looked back at my parents. "I can't keep running from them. I've been doing that for years and I'm tired." I cried as I heard the screams of my parents and his. 

Jenna and Matt
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"Cameron Alexander Dallas, do you take Harley to be your wife?" The priest asked, everything fell quiet as Cameron opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. 

"Cam, this is where you say I do," I whispered.

_Cameron and Harley________________
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"How is this going to work when we don't trust each other?" Shawn asked me, as I he sat at the end of my bed his head in his hands. 

"Because I love you...that's what get this to work. I'd go to the end of the earth just to find you and be with you," I said, crawling up to him and looking over at him. 

Shawn and Chloe.
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"How could you? 3 years of being together and this means nothing? The slut comes back to town and I find you two in bed," I yelled as Nash finished getting dressed. "I don't even know you anymore," I whispered as tears ran down my face. 

"I don't know what came over me Ang...please. Don't leave," He pleaded. I shook my head and grabbed the small bag I packed and left.

Nash and Angie.
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"When are we going to tell them?" I asked as I looked up at Jack. A smile plastered on my face. 

"Soon...very soon," Jack replied and kissed my temple.

Jack and Rae
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