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Jess's POV

Me and Darcy sat in my hayloft, swinging our feet. I didn't want Darcy to leave me. He'll be sure to find a better girl at college. I know I should have faith in him, but it's kinda hard.

Darcy's a handsome jock, and the girls have always loved him. I'm worried that when he arrives at Dartmouth their will be a whole new crowd waiting for him, and I'll be his X-girlfriend.

Darcy's constantly reminding me how much he loves me, but will that change when he sees all those stunning Dartmouth girls? I have no idea. I just want Darcy to be mine. I mean, I don't mind sharing him with Emma and his family, but come on, I'm kinda mot willing to share him with anyone else.

My Darcy is my Darcy, and I don't ever want to lose him.

Darcy moved his arm around my soldier, and I leaned into him. I inhaled his sweaty smell and choked. I jerked my head back.

"You stink." I said.

"I came straight from teaching hockey with Cassidy." He complained jokingly.

It didn't bother me that he hung out with Cassidy. She was dating an English Ice Skater. Plus, he was just teaching some harmless little girls how to play hockey. He was so kind.

"Jess, I'm going to miss you to the end of the world when I go to college." He murmured. He pulled be closer to him. I smiled. I didn't care if he smelled like sweat.

"I'll miss you more." I promised. I wasn't kidding. Darcy was a great friend, and an even better boyfriend. He was the best.

"Jess, I don't care what they say. I swear, I'm not going to find another girl. Your the only one for me. Nobody can replace you. Jess, your beautiful and wonderful in a way no other girl is." Darcy spoke passionately as he stared down into Jess's eyes. Jess nodded and said,

"I love you more Darcy. I don't care what anyone says, Kevin Mullins is not my type. You are. I will never dump you for another guy, because your the only one I want." My eyes said the rest. Hopefully. Darcy sighed and squeezed me closer to him. It was perfect. They were together, like it was always meant to be.

"Jess, Jessie! Oh my dear! I wish you could come to college with me." He sighed, holding tight to him. "Maybe I'll go to Dartmouth." I told her and he smiled. I loved my Mr. Darcy, and his ways. I loved his sweaty smell, actually I take that back. But I loved my Mr. Darcy.

"I love you." He said, and I said the same thing back.