Y/n's POV:
I was packing for my trip to England, with the help of my boyfriend, Lewis. He moved into my apartment 4 months into our relationship. Lots of people online tell me that he doesn't really love me. They say that he uses me, say that he only loves my fame. It is true, he gained fame from being my boyfriend, but I don't think that's the only reason why he asked me out. He seems genuinely in love with me, but that's not was others see. They see him as a bad person, which breaks my heart.
When we finished packing, we began talking about our plans after the performance. We are going to do some sightseeing. About 10 minutes later, we began talking about the croud and the people. "Don't fall in love with a British boy while we are there." He joked. We both laughed. I've always loved the British accent. They seem so polite and posh. I've never been to England, let alone Europe, but everyone seems so nice there. And to be completely honest, British people are quite attractive too.
(sorry, this part is quite boring, it will get more interesting in a few parts time)
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RomanceYou are a 21 year old from Los Angeles, California. You go on a life changing trip to London with your Boyfriend Lewis. Little do you know, you life is about to change for ever.
