Okay, you've probably noticed I haven't said the disclaimer about not owning Nancy and the Hardy's, right? Well that's 'cuz I own them now, duh! ... No, not really. But I always forget. So to remind you all, I do not own them. Only the characters from this story! =)


I practically fell out of my seat. "What? Ned. No!"

"Yes, Nancy," He said. "I love you. And if I have to see you to prove it, then so be it."

"If you do this, Ned, I swear…"

"What?"

"I'll…put you on my list!" I finished.

He paused. "So?"

"The list is not where you want to be, Ned," I tried.

"It's not working, Nancy." Of course it's not.

"You know, you're really stubborn," I told him.

I could see him smirking. "You used to love that about me."

"Yeah, well now it's annoying."

"Nah," He said. "You love it."

"No, I really don't."

"Come on, Nancy," Ned sighed. "You love me. Just admit it already!"

"You want me to admit it?" I yelled, causing the whole room to stare at me.

"Yes, I do."

"Fine, I love you!" I screamed through the phone, angrily. "Okay? I love you, Ned!"

There was a long pause, and for a second I thought he'd hung up the phone on me.

"Love you too, Nancy," He said.

I shut my phone and stuffed it in my purse. An old woman stared at me.

"What?" I insisted.

The woman didn't speak, she just pointed an elderly finger behind me. Confused, I turned around to a surprised Frank.


"You are a very complicated girl, Nancy Drew," Frank said, messing with a random sugar packet.

"I was just saying that to get him off my back, Frank," I explained. "I didn't mean it."

"Sure didn't sound like it from my end," He said, leaning back in his chair.

"I don't love him."

"But you did love him."

"What?"

"You must have loved him at one time," Frank said.

"Yes, I once loved him, but I-"

He held up his hand.

"I don't love him!" I argued.

"Then why were you acting so funny earlier?"

"It had nothing to do with Ned, if that's what you're thinking."

He nodded, uncertainly. Omigosh, he was being as stubborn as Ned.

"You wanna know why?"

"Yes, I would," He nodded.

"I was nervous to be alone with you," I mumbled.

"Why?"

"Because I'm not ready to get into another relationship!" I yelled.

Everyone around us stared. Oh right…like no couple here has ever been in a fight before.

Frank shushed me, gently. "I know that. You already told me. So why are you so worried?"

I rubbed my arm. "I don't know."

He looked at me. "You think I'm gonna make a move on you."

I paused. "No," I said, shaking my head vigorously.

"Yes, you do," He said, pointing a finger at me. "You're afraid that if we're alone I won't be able to keep my hands off you."

"No, that's not true."

"What, don't you trust me?"

"No!" I blurted a little louder than I intending.

He gave a confused chuckle. "You don't trust me?"

I didn't look at him.

"Nancy, when a girl says back off, I back off, okay?" His tone was getting antsy.

"No you don't, Frank," I told him. "The whole time I was with Ned, you still continued to flirt with me. Even though you knew I was taken."

"You flirted back," He pointed out.

"That's not the point," I tried.

"You encouraged it, Nancy," Frank said.

"I couldn't help it."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I flirted back because I liked you!" I bellowed. "Okay?"

He paused.

"But I was with Ned, so I knew nothing could happen."

"And now you're afraid something will happen because Ned's gone?" He asked.

I nodded. "I trust you, Frank," I said, quietly. "I just don't trust…me." I got up from the table and walked away.

The scene ended, and everyone else who was watching went back to their breakfast.


Okay, I totally didn't notice how short that chapter was until I put it on here. To make up for it, I'll post another chapter super soon! Please R&R!