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*~NINA~*
When we got back, we sat in the living room watching crappy TV that I wasn't really into at all. Fabian got up to use the loo and I saw Eddie tense, waiting for him to leave. As soon as the door closed behind Fabian, Eddie was onto me.
"Yeah, what was that you were saying about you and Fabian never being together? I see a lot of potential, to be honest with you, Neens. You guy's holding hands in the swimming? What was that, hm?"
I said nothing, giving him the opertunity to interogate me further.
"So, do you really like him or not? I think you do but I would prefer a straight answer from you. I know he has a little soft spot for you and I'm pretty sure it's vice versa. But, I want to hear it straight from the source. So, do you?"
"No! No, I dont! You forget, I only bloody met him this morning! And actually, we argued while you were at your little school playing with the limos! So, no. I don't like him! I would appreciate it if you keep your opinions to yourself!" I snapped.
I had definately played the argument card at exactly the right time. When he didn't say anything else I said, "Nothing more to add?" He still stayed silent.
I sighed and went to my room, making sure to slam the door behind me. Why was Eddie pissing me off so much lately? I felt like a stroppy teenager right now, but I was annoyed like a stroppy teenager, too.
You're sixteen and you're still having temper tantrums? Grow up, Nina!, A voice inside my head told me.
I got my guitar out from under my bed and started to play a few random chords. I don't know why, but the sound of a guitar- even if I was playing it myself- had always soothed me.
I was happy to just stay in my room with my guitar, sometimes singing a few lines out of songs, all night. But of corse, that didn't happen. All too soon, Fabian came in. I had no idea how long had passed, but it felt like 10 minutes max. True, they do say time flies when you're having fun and I was having loads of fun being away from boys.
I felt a little spark of anger at Fabian for looking so darn relaxed. He smirked as he sat on my bed beside me and my guitar.
"Before you say anything, you can wipe that smirk off your face," I scowled.
As soon as I said those words, it vannished. "Better?"
"Loads."
"So, you wanna tell me what happned with you and Eddie? You kinda hurt his feelings," he started.
"No. No, I don't want to tell you anything. And I hurt his feelings? Awww, that's such a shame. I feel as if I'm going to explode with guilt," I said sarcasticly as I looked down at my guitar, plucking at a few of the strings.
He lightly touched my arm as he said, "I think you should go apologise to him. Talk to him at least."
I jerked my arm away as if his hand was made of hot coals. He sensed it too and dropped his hand back onto his lap. I still said nothing in reply to his statement about Eddie.
"Well?"
I waited a minute before answering him. "I will. Later."
I went back to my guitar and Fabian watched, saying nothing. I had almost forgotten that he played too. Hell, he probably played better than me.
I was expecting us to stay silent for quite a while. In fact, I was expecting Fabian to become bored, get up and leave, but he never did. He seemed fasinated, watching my hands.
"Nina?" He said suddenly.
"Hm?"
Almost all of my concentration was on the guitar, looking to see where I was putting my fingers for certain chords, so that didn't leave me with much to spare for Fabian.
"Eddie told me before I came in that he's got another driving lesson tomorrow. That's what I came in to tell you." He came in here to tell me Eddie had a driving lesson? I thought he came in here to ask me to talk to Eddie and tell me I'd 'hurt his feelings'. That's certainly what he had said first.
"Okay," I said painly. I was keeping my answers to one word, I decided. And I wasn't letting thoughts or feelings show.
"I know we didn't get off to a great start and-"
He was cut off by my door opening and Eddie coming through it. We both got the fright of our lives.
"Nina, I think we need to talk. About quite a few things, actually."
Fabian took the hint quickly and left, nodding to Eddie on his way out. I wasn't exactly sure what that nod meant, but I didn't suppose it mattered much. Eddie sat down on my bed where Fabian had just been sitting a minute ago. It felt weird, to say the least.
"Look, Nina, I'm really sorry about being like this with you and Fabian, but I know you're starting to like him. And he already likes you. I bet anything he was about to ask you out there," he said.
"Eddie, don't even start!" I snapped.
"Fine. I did say we had to talk about something else too. Patricia sent me an e-mail today, asking me to go over to England a week early so I can be with her for a bit before we have to go back to school."
The gears started to spin in my head. The holidays were 3 weeks long and Fabian was staying for 2. So that would mean I would spend the last week on my tod. Fantastic.
"I know you;d be alone the last week of the holidays. I don't want that. I feel bad enough going there and leaving you for a full term without going in the holidays too, but I really wanna see Patricia and-"
His tone of voice was sort of desperate and pleading before I cut him off. "You should go."
Eddie ovbiously wasn't expecting me to be so cool about it, either. That made two of us. He probably thought I was gonna argue with him and beg him to stay. Pffft, no chance. I also felt a small spark of jealousy that he was going all the way to England to see some snob girl instead of staying here with me, but I wasn't gonna show him I felt that.
"You..um...won't be saying that when I tell you this. Fabian was thinking of just staying for the full holidays since he doesn't get on with his folks too well. So he'll be here the week I won't be..."
Fabian staying while Eddie was away? Why would he do that?
"I haven't told Fabian about me going the last week so..." he added.
"Oh."
"Yeah, I don't know if he'll want to stay or not. I'll ask him later on this week or something, we've got ages yet."
"Yeah," I agreed. "So I don't mention anything to him either then?"
"No."
"Okay," I said lamely.
He got up to leave, but something else crossed my mind. "Ed?"
He turned. "Yup?"
"Can you cut out the comments when I'm around Fabian? It's really annoying and you're really starting to piss me off. You know I love you, but please."
"You're right. I'll cut down," he said. "No promises I'll stop altogether, though."
I sighed. Typical Eddie.
He really did go after that. I expected- and wanted- Fabian to come back, but he didn't. I actually wanted him here, just to talk to. My stomach clenched in a knot as i thought about him. You barely know him, for crying out loud, Nina!
I had to get those thoughts out my head somehow so I picked up my guitar and started playing the first song that came into my head. Never say never by The Fray.
"Don't let me go, don't let me go, don't let me go," I sang softly.
"Eddie wasn't wrong then," A voice said. I looked up and there was Fabian, leaning against the wall. Handsome, with a lazy smile on his face. I sighed.
"Wasn't wrong about what?"
"When he said you sing like an angel," he said, suddenly slightly shy.
"You play too, right? So you must sing too. You a good singer?"
"I don't think so, but Joy always begs me to play her stuff. I do just to shut her up, really," hu shrugged.
"Who's Joy? I think Eddie's mentioned her before?" I asked.
He came and sat beside me on my bed again. "Oh believe me, you don't wanna know," he chuckled.
"Tell me, pleeeeeease," I said batting my eyelashes in a jokey way.
He laughed. "Okay, since I'm being forced to by your beautiful smile," he joked. "She's this girl in our house. She's such a mayjor slut and a total drama queen, even though she's as dull as a blank page. She has a huge crush on me and doesn't even bother to hide it. She's a total nusience."
"How big a crush does she have on you?" I pressed.
"Let's just say she never leaves me alone," he winked.
"Meaning?"
"Meaning, I've taken advantage of her more than a few times. I'm not proud of that, but you can't change the past," he looked down at the floor out of the corner of his eye for a second. My own eyes widened.
"By 'take advantage' you don't mean...?"
"No. No! She wanted to do that, god knows how many times but I wouldn't. I might have been low, but not that low. The worst we ever did was sleep together. Yes, sleep, not sleep."
"She sounds..." I said, stuck for words.
"Slutty? Idiotic? Ditzy? You think she's blonde? She's a total whore, trust me," he rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, but you don't lead her on too much, do you?"
"Yeah, I do, actually. I like having her around. I don't like her at all but...it's hard to explain."
He was starting to sound like a total user, but I had a hunch there was much more to him than that. He had that reall loving and caring side that some other guys didn't. That girl he had told me about this morning seemed to play a mayjor role. He maybe didn't see her anymore, but it was ovbious he still liked her/missed her.
"Who was the girl you mentioned? This morning?" I asked.
"My ex, I told you."
"What was her name?"
"Ariana. So pretty. I loved her so much...then she left..."
His eyes went wide, staring off at the floor again as if he could get the floorboards to move if he looked at them long enough. He looked pained. He must've missed her a lot more than I thought. I thought this was above my understanding, but I patted his shoulder comfortingly anyway. "You'll get over her one day."
He looked down at me, studying me for a minute. My breath caught as he looked me over, wondering what he saw, though he didn't notice.
"Have you ever lost someone you really wanted?" he asked, his eyes still studying my features.
"Uuuh..." I had to think for a minute. Sure, I'd had quite a few boyfriends, but none of them I had really overly loved. "Not really."
"Not really? What was his name?"
"Cole."
"So you do understand..."
I wasn't sure if he meant it as a question or a statement but I still answered. "Yeah, I guess. I didn't totally love him," I said, then mentally added like I'm starting to love you. "But, yeah."
There was a knock on the door, but Eddie didn't come in. Instead he called through the door, "Guys? You wanna go out for a walk or something? There's nothing on TV and I'm bored as hell!"
Fabian smiled a small amused smile as did I.
"Be there in a minute," Fabian called back. He took my hand and whispered, "I'm glad you understand, even if it's only a little," before letting go and heading for the door.
I was shocked for a second, but I shook it off for now and reached under my bed for my converse. Once I'd laced them up and sat back up properly, I saw there was a small slip of paper on my bed where Fabian had been sitting. I picked it up and it had a mobile number on it! Then underneath it Fabian had written Text me when we're all in bed x
There was a voice inside my head screaming at the top of her lungs "OMG OMG OMG OMFG!" but I shoved her away and left the room, shoving the slip into my jeans pocket.
The two boys were waiting in the hall for me. I gave Fabian a small smile to show him I got his number and he grinned back. On the way out I grabbed my black Lipsy hoodie and off we went.
On the way down the stairs in the close I asked Eddie where we were going.
"I don't honestly know," he shrugged.
We headed out the front door and along the street. It was actually quite dark, which lead me to believe it was a lot later than I thought it was. "So what were you and Fabian talking about?" Eddie asked me.
My mind went blank. I didn't know if Fabian wanted to tell him about our strictly personal conversation or not but it was him that saved me. "We were talking about guitar. Y'know, chords and shit."
"Oh, cool," Eddie said. Now, Ed was a really really good at telling when people were lying. Honestly, I couldn't tell him anything but the truth. So Fabian must have been very very very very good at lying. I smirked. Eddie wasn't altra powerful after all.
*~FABIAN~*
Eddie lead us to a small park at the end of their street. I still found it weird that all the cars were driving on the other side of the road, so I was sitting on a swing watching them, while they two were on the other ones, having a competition over who could get the higher fastest. Nina came flying off the swing and I jamp up automatically, ready to run to her and see if she was okay. But she landed on her feet and the penny dropped. She had simply jumped off so show off to Eddie. I sat back down, relieved. My mini panic had happened in a matter of seconds and Nina didn't notice since her back was still to us, but Eddie did and he smirked at me as he swung back and forwards.
Nina turned and smirked at Eddie with her hands on her hips. I couldn't stop noticing how beautiful she was among other things. What made me tear my eyes away from her was Eddie standing up on his swing while it was moving and jamp off, landing perfectly beside Nina. She ovbiously hadn't been aware he could do that, since her hands dropped by her sides. Eddie grinned.
"Are you guys trying to commit suicide? If so I think we could find you a bridge to jump off instead," I joked.
They both laughed and then sat back on the swings and we talked normally, not stunts involved.
I don't know how long it was untill we went home, but it was definately a lot darker on the walk home. When we got in we found it was almost midnight.
"Bloody hell!" Eddie laughed.
"Heeey," I said, nudging him. That's what we English said, not him. He smirked. Nina didn't get it since she probably didn't know about English sayings, so she just shook her head at us.
"I'm gonna go to bed now, I'm totally wrecked," she said. I looked at her face carefully as I had earlier. Yup, she looked tired, all right. "Night boys," she smiled.
She suprised me when she hugged me, then she whispered in my ear, "I'll text you." She pulled back out of my arms and I nodded. She smiled then went to Eddie and hugged him too, but he got a kiss on the cheek too. I sighed, slightly jealous.
When she left the room and went into the bathroom, I said, "I think I will too."
"Okay, mate."
I got pjammas on in my room and went to the bathroom when I heard Nina come out. She had grabbed pjammas on the way and I passed her on my way in, her way out. She had a white tank top and red checked shorts. I shook it off and went in to brush my teeth and stuff.
Then I went to my room as well, putting my phone on vibrate and stashing it under my pillow before I got in bed.
Omg my fingers hurt!
I think this is the longest chapter I've written on fanfiction!
