My British Love

My British Love

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As we get ready for our first day of college in London, there's a knock on the door. "That must be people the school paired us with to help us find our way. Wynnie could you get that!" Kassidi yelled from the bathroom. "I'm still in the middle of doing my hair." "Yeah, I got it." I quickly stood up from the couch and open the door. "Good morning." I swear British accents just melt me. I looked up and smiled, "Good mor.." I blink a few times. Curly brown hair, bright green, eyes, and body of a god. No way it was him, the guy from my dreams, literally standing right in front of me. I must have been staring a little too long because he smirked and said, "Didn't your mum ever tell you it's not polite to stare." Wynnie, Kassidi, and Wyletzie are sister and as part of a study broad program from the college and high school, they move to London for the year. Since day one Wynnie has been dreaming of a handsome boy, little does she know he's closer than she thinks.
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I was cuddled on the couch flipping though my channels. Then I rose to my feet and I stood by the window. The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards me. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees. I flinched as the door bell rang snapping me out of the silence. It must be Logan. I thought. I traipsed to the door as I opened it carefully. What the- I blinked a few times to make sure I'm not hallucinating. I took in the features of the person right infront of me as I looked for words. He was looking straight into my eyes as his wet hair rested on his forehead. "Diana" His voice rang through my ears as I took in his voice and his wet face. "Zayn" I said his name for the first time in a year and that was when everything started changing again.

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