Here I am with yet another story. So summary, Nina leaves for a vacation and meets Fabian. Long story short, they fall in love. But there is a big secret Nina's keeping. She's engaged.

Not sure if this is a movie or something because to me it seems like a common idea. I'll try to make it as original as possible.

Nina's POV

The car drove for a few minutes and stopped in front of Mick's apartment. Fabian and Mick ran right to the couch and turned on the TV. The game had just started, so me and Amber went to the kitchen to just talk.

"So, Mick tells me you are engaged to a man named Jerome." Amber said, pouring some wine.

"No." I said, "I broke it off with him."

I needed to forget about Jerome. For some reason something was telling me that I needed to end things with him.

"Oh." Amber said, "Sorry."

I waved a hand to say 'trust me it's no big deal.'

I heard my phone ring and looked down to see Patricia's name on the caller ID.

"Just a sec." I smiled, picking up the phone, "Hi Patricia."

"Hey Nina," her voice rang through, "Where are you? I thought you'd be back at the hotel by now."

"I'm at Mick's actually." I stated, as Mick walked in.

"Who's that?" he asked, nosy as ever.

"Patricia." I said, "She with her boyfriend, Alfie Lewis."

"Alfie!" Mick said with a smile, "I work with him, he's a good friend! Tell them to get their asses over here, we can watch the game!"

I told Patricia, using the exact words Mick did, and hung up.

"He's coming." I smiled.

"Yay!" Mick yelled, throwing a football at the back of Fabian's head (who was still on the couch, might I add).

"Oww! Mick!" Fabian turned around and paused the TV, "What gives?"

Amber and I laughed, mostly at the look on his face.

"The party animal is coming!" Mick yelled.

"Alfie?" Fabian asked, "Crap! I still owe him money from our last Poker night!"

Amber and I continued laughing.

"Not funny." Fabian said walking into the kitchen and grabbing a beer from the fridge, "You girls gonna watch the game?"

This just made me and Amber laugh even harder.

"Yeah, yeah, so funny." Fabian mocked as me and Amber fell off our chairs.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang and Mick answered it saying, "Hey Alfie, doesn't Fabian still owe you money?"

"MICK!"

Amber and I continued our laugh fest as Patricia joined us.

"What's so funny?" she asked.

Crap. Patricia's here.

Patricia knows about Jerome.

"Patricia, can I speak with you for a sec?" I asked pulling her into the bathroom and closing the door.

"Look, I'm thinking about dumping Jerome so maybe it's best to just keep him a secret okay?" I said softly and super-fast.

"Really?" Patricia asked, "Good, you guys argue too much."

"Yeah, he doesn't even know I'm here for inspiration he thinks you're taking me out for a bachelorette week."

"Your secrets safe with me." Patricia smiled, "What about Mick?"

Shit.

"I'll talk to him."

I did talk to him and he promised to keep his mouth shut.

After exiting the kitchen to see how much longer the game was I walked straight into Fabian who spilled his beer on me. He was taller than me so it was just like a cold beer shower.

"Shit, I'm so sorry!" Fabian babbled.

"No it's fine." I promised opening my eyes only to have beer in them, "Ouch!"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just there's beer in my eye and it kinda stings." I said keeping both eyes shut tight to avoid any more beer leaking in.

"Come on I'll help." Fabian said, leading me over to the kitchen sink. His hands were planted firmly on my waist and I couldn't help but feel a spark fly through my body.

I heard the sink turn on and assumed he was running a paper towel under the water. I felt the rag or whatever it was graze over my eye and felt instant relief of all stinging in my left eye. He did the same to my other eye and I couldn't help but notice how gentle he was.

After directed to do so, I opened my eyes and saw Fabian.

"Better?" he asked.

I nodded, "I just have to find a change of clothes."

"I'll ask Mick." Fabian said after lifting my down from the countertop where I had been sitting.

Fabian came back a moment later with Mick, who was laughing at me, "How did you spill beer all over yourself?"

"That would be my fault," Fabian laughed.

"Klutz." Mick said, "Come on, I'm sure I have some sweats and a T- shirt that'll fit you."

Mick chased me up the stairs and threw me some sweatpants and a shirt like he promised and told me to put my other clothes in the washing machine.

"Uh, Mick?" I called from his laundry room, "You're out of detergent!"

"Oh yeah."

I rolled my eyes and walked back downstairs, Mick right on my tail.

"What's the score," he yelled toward Fabian and Alfie. Fabian responded saying that their team was losing and walked toward the kitchen.

"Need more beer?" I smiled.

"Yeah." He laughed as Mick and Alfie started yelling because the team lost.

"You are such a klutz!" Amber yelled.

"Nina," Fabian said ignoring Amber, "I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime. Sort of a celebration."

"For what, they lost." I asked.

"I meant a celebration of meeting you." Fabian smiled, going red around the ears.

"I'd love to." I said, and couldn't help but smile either.

Fabian's POV

"Mick," I yelled pounding on his door which was directly across from mine.

"What?" Mick said.

"Which shirt for my date with Nina?" I asked.

"Are you asking me for advice on how to date my sister?" he questioned.

"Yes!"

"You want some advice?" Mick asked, with a serious face.

"YES!"

"Don't spill beer on her." Mick said and shut his door.

Nina's POV

"Nina, why are you going through so much trouble to get ready?" Patricia asked.

"Because I haven't been on a first date in a while and I have a really good feeling about this." I said for the umpteenth time.

After a while of getting ready I had on a perfect outfit. (A/N: On my profile) I walked out the door to meet Fabian at his apartment.

I knocked on his door and began to feel slightly nervous. Fabian opened the door in a white button down shirt and jeans with a smile on his face.

"You look beautiful." He breathed.

"Thanks," I said blushing, "You don't look too bad yourself."

Fabian held out a hand and I grasped it as he led us out of the apartment building.

Slowly but surely, he began to intertwine his fingers in mine. My hand fit perfectly in his. He looked over at me once and I looked down, blushing.

"Stop that." I smiled, looking at the pavement.

"Stop what?" he laughed, "Making you blush?"

"I guess I didn't hide it to well did I?" I asked him, looking into his sparkling green eyes.

"No, I guess you didn't." Fabian smiled, "But, I think it's cute."

"Cute like a small puppy or cute like-" I started but he stopped me.

"Cute like I like it." He smiled.

"Well," I said, "I think your smile is cute."

Fabian smiled again, "Cute like a small puppy or cute like you like it?"

"Both," I told him, "Where are we walking to?"

"Here," Fabian said as we stopped in front of a small restaurant. He smiled and walked me toward the entrance.

He had reserved a table for us and sat us down. He put his jacket on his chair and sat down across from me. After we had finished eating our dinner, we ordered dessert and just talked for a while.

"So Nina," he smiled.

"Yes?" I said.

"Just trying to make you smile." He laughed.

I couldn't help but smile.

"Guess it worked," Fabian continued laughing.

"I guess it did." I said as I started laughing.

"I love your laugh." Fabian said, finally controlling his own laughing, "And your eyes. They're the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen."

I put my head down, since he was making me blush yet again.

"I thought we agreed to stop doing that." I smiled.

"No, I think you agreed." He said, moving his chair closer to mine.

"It's sad," I sighed, "I really like you, Fabian."

"Why is that sad?" he wondered, his green eyes staring at me.

"I live in Liverpool. And you live in London." I explained.

"So, after half of a date, you're already thinking about that." Fabian laughed.

"It's just, I have a really good feeling about this." I smiled.

"Me too." Fabian whispered in my ear, kissing it quickly.

"Really?" I questioned him.

"Yeah." He promised me, his amazing smile present on his face.

"I'm only here for a week," I said as they delivered our ice cream.

"That means I only have a week to get to know you." Fabian said, putting a spoonful of my chocolate ice cream into my mouth.

"Okay," I said, "Something you should know about me; I can't eat that sundae you have."

He had a sundae with hot fudge, whipped cream, and nuts on top, "Why's that?" he wondered, "Trying to cut back on calories."

I laughed, "No."

"Then what?" he asked, "It can't be because you don't like chocolate because you just ate some."

"I'm allergic to nuts." I explained.

He pushed the ice cream away.

"No, you eat it! Go ahead." I argued.

"No," he said, "If I eat it, I can't do this."

He got just a little closer, leaned forward, and kissed me. It was nothing like kissing Jerome. It made me feel happy and it just felt so right. But, it was so wrong too. I was cheating! But, right now, I don't even care.

He pulled away after a moment and smiled at me. Making me blush for the hundredth time that night, "Okay, that's a pretty good reason."

After we paid the check Fabian smiled at me and said, "Come on. I want to show you something."

He grabbed my hand, not hesitating to intertwine his fingers in mine. We walked further down the road and stopped in front of a tree with sand at the base instead of dirt. There was a single white swing hanging of a branch.

"Wow." I said, breathlessly, "It's really pretty Fabian."

Fabian walked over to the swing and sat on it, pulling me onto his lap. I fit on him perfectly and it was nice. Nice to sit in complete silence, with the only sound being the sound of his heart beating and the occasional cricket. My head was resting on his chest, comfortably. He made everything happy to me. This moment was pure perfection. The way it felt have his strong arms around me. The way it felt to have the swing move ever so slightly back and forth. The way it felt to escape reality for a while.

"I feel like I could just fall asleep right here," I admitted, "I've haven't been this happy in so long."

"I know." Fabian said.

So I did. I fell asleep, right there in his arms.

Fabian's POV

Nina looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake her. So, I carried her back to Mick's place.

Amber opened the door and saw Nina, making her smile. She mouth be quiet to Mick, who just noticed me. He told me to leave her on the couch and to grab a blanket from the closet.

I put her gently down on the couch, being absolutely careful not to wake her and pulled the blanket over her.

"Night Nina." I whispered, knowing I was the only one who could hear it.

I walked over to my apartment and closed the door, in complete and utter bliss.

Nina's POV

I woke up on Mick's couch, still in my dress from last night, and with an awful headache. I blame his stupid couch. I yawned and got up to head back to the hotel. I scribbled a note for Mick and walked out the door only to bump right into the wall.

Or at least I thought it was a wall.

"Morning." Fabian smiled.

"Morning." I said and covered my mouth to yawn.

"Someone's tired." Fabian concluded.

I nodded, "Headache too, just to make matters worse."

"Want me to drive you back to your hotel?" he offered.

"It's okay." I said, quietly.

"I think I'll drive you back to your hotel." Fabian smiled, "I was just heading out anyway. I have to get to work."

"Alright," I smiled back. He grabbed my hand and led me to his car.

I sat in the passenger seat of his car and winced at the pain in my head when I heard the door close.

"Your head hurts that bad?" Fabian asked, shutting his door quieter.

I nodded, "So, where do you work?"

"I'm a doctor at the children's hospital." He explained.

"Sounds fun." I sighed, "How long?"

"A year and a half." He smiled.

"I'm a receptionist." I told him, "Well, until I write my novel."

"You're writing a novel?" he asked.

"Trying." I said as we neared the hotel, "Thanks for the ride."

"Anytime." He smiled.

I walked toward the door and was about to walk in when he called my name.

"Nina!" he yelled, "Can I see you tonight?"

"Yes." I smiled, "Call me!"

I saw his smile as he drove off.

As I opened the door to the hotel room, I saw Patricia, ready to pounce.

"You were gone all night! Did you sleep with him or something?" she yelled.

"Patricia please, I have such a headache right now." I told her, "And no, I did not sleep with him. I fell asleep and he dropped me off at Mick's.

"Oh."

Maybe this trip was good for me. All I know is, the only thing I feel when I'm with him is complete happiness.

Okay, hope ur happy this chappy is longer!