It's my final day at Kensington and my exchange is coming to an end. My flight for New York leaves tomorrow, and I'm not ready to say goodbye to the boys I love. But then three key things happen. Noah tells me to forget about him, Harry breaks up with me, and I finally kiss Noah Williams. When I kissed Noah in the lunchroom, it was out of anger. I wanted to prove to Harry that I didn't have feelings for Noah. But I was wrong. The kiss was incredible. But it was also a mistake. Harry watched it happen, Mohammad sat wide eyed in shock, and Noah told me that he would never forgive me. I made a huge, public mess of things. And thankfully, it's time for me to leave. So I'm going to take Noah's advice and cut all ties. No goodbyes. No apologies. No more heartbreak I'm going to leave the three boys I love in London, hoping that they'll be able to pick up the pieces of their broken friendship. And maybe in the process, they'll find the pieces of my shattered heart. Because I know that I'm going to New York without it.