Okay, this is based on Taylor Swift's Mine. Okay, hope you like it!

Don't own HOA or Taylor Swifts song Mine.

You were in college working part time waitin' tables

Left a small town, never looked back

I was a flight risk with a fear of fallin'

Wondering why we bother with love if it never lasts

Nina's POV

I walked across my new campus, very satisfied with my pick. I was a junior in college who just transferred from Princeton in American to a school in England. I was happy for myself.

I walked into a bright restaurant for lunch. It was really pretty. An Italian restaurant, with every wall being a big window. There were checkerboard table cloths and a sunflower in the middle of each table. The floors were hardwood and so shiny that you could see your reflection in it.

I was seated at a table in the back, right in next to a window. I began to read the menu, and decided on a minestrone soup. I played with the petals on the sunflower.

"Good Afternoon." A male voice said making me jump.

"Sorry," he said smiling.

"It's no problem, I jump at everything." I replied causing him to smile wider.

"I'm Fabian, I'll be your server this night, I mean evening, I mean afternoon." He said very nervous.

"First day?" I asked.

"First costumer." He replied with a smile.

"I was a waitress when I was a freshman." I told him, "I spilled soda on my very first costumer."

"Well, I haven't done that yet, thank the lord." Fabian said laughing at my klutzy-ness.

"We'll see, I'll have a lemonade please." I smiled.

"Limeonade, I mean lemonade, okay. That'll be right out." He said.

I laughed to myself at the extremely cute waiter that seemed nervous.

What am I saying? Love is tragedy! Who cares if he's cute? Not me!

I looked out the window and saw a couple. The man was holding her hand and smiling at her. She was blushing and smiling at the ground. Suddenly, she tripped and he got down next to her in concern and made sure she was okay.

The man was blonde as was the girl. His hair fell over his eyebrows and ended just above his eyes. He was holding was seemed to be a picnic basket. Her hair was very long. It ended half way down her back. It was straight and she had a headband pulling it back.

"Your lemonade." Fabian said causing me to jump again.

"Sorry." He smiled.

"No, it's fine. That's just me, zoning out." I laughed.

"Hey," he said, "That's my best mate, Mick."

He gestured to the blonde boy with the girl.

"Really? How long have you known him?" I asked,

"Since, probably… um… middle school." He said.

"Wow, I left all my friends behind." I said, "You're lucky to still have friends you've known your whole life."

I looked at the checkerboard tablecloth as if it was an extremely rare piece of art.

"Hey," he said, "You okay?"

"Yeah," I said, "Just fine."

Lies. I thought back to the party my roommates had thrown for me. Saying goodbye to my Gran. Not, saying goodbye to my parents.

"Okay," he replied, "What can I get you?"

"Oh, um," I stuttered, "H-How's the m-minestrone?"

"Pretty good." He said.

"Okay, I'll go with that." I said finally thinking straight.

"Alright." He smiled.

I went back to the window.

I saw a tall boy with dirty blonde hair running around the blonde haired couple with a small brunette girl over his shoulder. They sat next to the other couple and the boy went to open the basket, but the blonde girl slapped his hand away before he could touch it.

I almost laughed out loud at the sight. Just then another few people joined them. A brown haired boy, a brown haired girl with a pink streak, and a smaller brown haired girl.

They all sat on the blanket together. It looked so… amazing. I saw another brown haired man who looked like he was gonna join them, but I noticed he was my waiter.

He waved goodbye to all of them and walked back to the restaurant. I wanted friends like that. It was then that I realized none of my friends were good friends at all. We always went our separate ways during summers and we only really hung out when we were all in the dorm, which was rare. Not once did we all make plans to meet up with each other for lunch or something.

I got my soup and walked back to my next class. I sat in a seat closer to the back of the huge class.

"Excuse me." A girl said. I noticed it was the blonde girl and her friends, "Are these seats taken?"

"No." I replied suddenly shier than I was ever before. They took the four seats to my left leaving one open seat to my right.

The blonde girl turned around and shouted, "Boys! Keep up!"

Oh great, more people. More me being shy. Lovely.

The blonde girl dropped her pencil case and everything fell out.

I got down and helped her.

"Oh, you didn't have to do that." She said.

"It's no problem." I replied with a smile.

"I'm Amber by the way. Amber Millington." She said with a flip of her long hair.

"Amber! You just whacked me in the face!" the girl with the pink streak said.

"Sorry!" Amber said, "That's Patricia Williamson."

"Nina Martin." I said.

"And," she pointed down the line, "That's Mara Jaffray, and Joy Mercer."

"Making new friends Amber." A voice said that made me jump.

I turned to see Fabian. I smiled, "Hey."

"Still jumpy I see." He laughed.

"Always." I said under my breath.

"I never caught you name." he said.

"It's Nina. Nina Martin." I smiled.

"So, Nina. Nina Martin, where are you from?" he asked.

"I'm lived in New York, but went to Princeton for my first two years of college." I replied, "You?"

"Like it matters, it was a small town and I am never going back there. When I'm done here I'm moving to London." He said.

"Wow." I smiled, "Sounds interesting."

"He spent most of his time with his head in a book." A boy said from behind. I recognized him as Mick.

"Hey boo!" Amber said giving him a huge bear hug.

"Her boyfriend." Fabian whispered in my ear. His breath tickled my neck and I giggled.

"Looking for a girlfriend Fabian?" the tallest boy asked.

"Jerome, go prank someone." Fabian said shooing him away.

"I am and it's you." Jerome replied.

"Okay, just go away." Fabian said opening his notebook. But, it somehow shot him with silly string.

"How?" Fabian said looking at me.

Jerome was laughing like an idiot behind us.

I turned to Fabian, "You have a little something on your face."

"Haha." He said. He grabbed a piece of string and put it on my head. "Hey Nina, you have a little something on your head."

I laughed and threw back and him.

He laughed too.

"Awww," another brown haired boy said, "Jerome got you?"

"Alfie, what do you think? I put this on when I wake up in the morning?" Fabian asked him sarcastically.

Alfie found a seat next to Jerome.

"So, Nina." Fabian said, "Are you busy tonight?"

"Nope." I replied, "Are you?"

"No, I'll call you and maybe me could meet up somewhere." He said.

"I'd like that." I smiled.

Later that night I receive a call from Fabian. He wanted to meet me outside my dorm in 15 minutes.

I put on a pair of jeans, a tank top, a hoodie, and my converse. Simple, yet cute.

I walked out into the 9:30 pm air a looked for Fabian.

"Hey." He said.

I jumped yet again and let out a scream with the darkness being even scarier.

"Sorry." He laughed.

"Okay, daytime I jump, nighttime I'll scream. Let's all just try to restrain from sneaking up in me." I laughed.

"Alright." He said.

He took my hand and I felt a thousand tiny butterflies fly around in circles in my stomach. But I felt something different, something magical.

He pulled me through the trees and around all the rocks. I will admit that I was scared. He finally arrived at where we were going, a small clearing with a blanket set up. It was simply beautiful.

We sat on the blanket and just talked, about our likes, our interests.

"Okay favorite… star?" he asked me.

"Whatever star is the first star I see at night." I replied.

"Why's that?" he asked.

"Because I get a wish." I smiled. He smiled too, I like his smile.

"Okay," I said, "Favorite god?"

"Anubis." He said.

"Me too." I told him.

"Ever have a pet?" he asked.

"Yeah," I smiled, "I had a dog once. But, he got ran over by a car last year."

"Oh," he said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I said, "Have you ever had a pet?"

"I have a horse." He said.

"Oh wow!" I laughed, "And you keep it in your dorm?"

"No!" he laughed, "I keep it a ranch about a half hour away."

"Sounds like a lot of fun." I said, "What's its name?"

"His name is Strum." He replied.

"Well," I said, "Never heard that one before."

"Yeah, I know." He sighed, "It's a stupid name."

"No, it's original." I told him, "I love it."

I had to stop this I was falling for him! Love doesn't last! Ever! Why ever bother?

So, now I make a pledge, I, Nina Martin, swear I will never fall in love with Fabian Rutter.