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Chapter 11
Nina's POV
"Hi." I said as I walked out, smiling.
"Ready to go?" Mrs. Rutter asked. Wow. I liked the sounded of that. I smiled.
"Yup." I said.
"Bye. Have fun." Fabian said to me when I looked at him. He gently kissed me, smiled and waved me off, Mrs. Rutter, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the car.
"I was thinking we head to the boutique in town. I has the cutest dresses!" Mrs. Rutter said, sounding more like Amber.
"Sounds good." I said, as I stepped in her car for the thirty-second ride. Mr. Rutter had brought his own car. I wonder where they're going?
Once we arrived, Mrs. Rutter said, "Nina, Honey, pick out how ever many dress you like, we'll try them on, then I will buy them for you." She said, smiling.
"Okay." I said, returning that smile. She seemed determind to pay, so I was only going to get two dresses max. I don't want to seem greedy. After a an hour of shopping, I decided to get two dresses. One was navy blue with a tight wrap upper part, strapless, and a flowing, flowered bottom. The other was a plain hot pink, tightly wrapped and, also, strapless.
Meanwhile…
Fabian's POV
"Dad?" I asked, "Would you mind if I gave Nina's Gran a ring?"
"Sure. No problem." He said, waving me outside and telling me to be quiet. His sports were on. I nodded, grabbed me cell and stood on the front porch. I dialed and finally, It began to ring.
"Hello?" An old lady said into the phone.
"Hello? Mrs. Martin? This is Fabian Rutter, Nina's boyfriend." I said.
"Oh! Nina's boyfriend! Yes. Yes." She said.
"Well." I paused. "Can I…" I paused again. How on earth was I going to word this? "Could I ask you something?"
"Sure. Go ahead. Anything." She said, in her kind grandmother-ish voice.
"What do you think of me?" I asked.
"What do you mean? I think you're a great boy for my granddaughter. Why do you ask?" She questioned.
"What would you say if…" I paused. "If…" I took a deep breath, "If I said I wanted to marry Nina." I spit out into the phone. I heard her gasp, take a breath, then speak again.
"Fabian? If you love Nina and Nina loves you. And… And you promise you'll never hurt her, then you have my permission." She said. Thank Gosh.
I smiled. "Thank You, Mrs. Martin."
"Your parents are aware of this, correct?"
"Yes. Ma'am." I responded.
"Well. Treat her nicely. My Nina. I will speak with you soon." She said, hanging up.
I smiled from ear-to-ear. I must have looked like an idiot, sitting there on my porch, alone, smiling. I laughed and headed into the house.
"Dad?" I asked.
"Huh?" He said, barely taking his gaze off the TV.
"I'm going to pick out Nina's ring." I said. He finally muted the TV and looked at me.
"How much do you got? How much money?"
"About 15 hundred." I said. (A/N – This is 15,000$ - I'm not sure how much rings cost in UK. Sorry. It's all American money.)
"I'll match that." He said, handing me 15 hundred dollars in cash.
"Wow. Thanks Dad."
"Get her a nice one. I don't want you bringing a penny home." He smiled.
"Thanks." I said, grabbing me dad's car keys. He nodded, giving me permission to drive. I almost had my license, and this is such a small town, no one will notice anyway. I know where I'm going and I know what I'm doing. With that, I hopped in the car and headed toward the jewelry store.
I walked inside and walked towards the engagement ring section. A few people looked at me, but then turned away. After a few moments, the man behind the counter came over to me.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Um. Actually. Yes." I replied.
"Getting married?" He said, sarcastically.
I looked at him. "Actually. Yes."
"Oh. I'm sorry sir. You just look so young."
"I'm 17." I said. "But, does age really matter?"
"No. No, sir." He coughed. "So. What's your budget?" He asked.
"3 thousand." I responded. Then, I saw it. I had a gold band and I beautiful, 1 carat sparkling diamond, with little diamonds on the top of the band. "Can I see that one?" I asked, pointing to it. He took it out of the case and handed it to me. I knew this was it. Though, it didn't, noting could ever, add up to Nina's beauty. "How much?"
"2,560." He responded.
"Yea." I said nodding. "I'll take it." I handing him 2,600 in cash. He counted the money then wrapped the ring up in a little black velvet case. "Thanks." I said, walking out, gripping the jewelry bag.
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