Nina's POV:
Spending time with Fabian was amazing, but lying next to him was the best part.
"Are you ready to go to dinner, Fabian?" I asked, after I woke up completely.
"Sure, Nina." Fabian replied, standing up. I was tempted to pull him back into bed, but I knew that Fabian would be grumpy if he got too hungry. but his hair was a mess.
"Fabian, your hair is a mess." I said, laughing. Fabian turned and looked in Amber's mirror, and laughed.
"You're right. And so is yours, Nina." Fabian said, smoothing his hair down. I looked in Amber's mirror, and laughed about how messy my hair was. I quickly brushed through it, and then we went downstairs for dinner.
"So, Nina, Fabian, did you enjoy your study session earlier?" Eddie joked.
"Why, yes, Eddie, we did." I replied, smiling secretively at Fabian, knowing that Eddie thought we did one thing, when, in reality we just watched a movie.
"Oh, what did you guys study?" Mara asked.
"We studied French, Mara." Fabian answered. I was glad that Fabian was better at thinking up lies on the spot, especially since if I had said something, it would probably sound like we were doing something that goes against house rules, which of course, we were, by being in my room without supervision.
"Well, next time you guys study French, can I join in?" Mara inquired.
"Uh, sure, Mara." I said, raising an eyebrow at Fabian. He smiled back at me, and I figured that he knew what my raised eyebrow meant. Dinner passed normally, with Patricia insulting Eddie and Jerome gazing longingly at Mara. After dinner, everyone but Fabian and I went to sit on the couches. Fabian and I went upstairs, to lay on my bed and talk. Fabian had his hand on my stomach, over my baby bump. I couldn't believe that Fabian was willing to tell people that it was our baby, even though he knows that the baby is Jerome's.
"Fabian…why are you willing to tell people that this baby is yours?" I whispered.