So you’re at sixth form and you’re applying for uni and you’re excited and everything is going swimmingly – you can almost taste the freedom! And then you fall in love. What happens next?

So you’re at sixth form and you’re applying for uni and you’re excited and everything is going swimmingly – you can almost taste the freedom! And then you fall in love. What happens next?
The first thing people said to me when I told them I was in a relationship with someone from back home was “that’s never going to last!”. Well I hate to say, I proved all of those narrow-minded individuals wrong.
So you’re at sixth form and you’re applying for uni and you’re excited and everything is going swimmingly – you can almost taste the freedom! And then you fall in love. What happens next?