Abby POV

The beach, the sunset, holding hands, and just staring into his eyes.


Oh God, I thought.

Something bad is going to happen. It always does. This is all just too perfect.

My smile faded, and was I felt my face line with stress.

What if this won't last?

Is he holding my hand like a friend?

Am I the one that's staring into his eyes like a freak?

What if he already has a girlfriend?

I knew this was too good to be true.

"Abby? What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing," I lied, trying to replace my frown with a smile… okay, so it was more of a grimace, but hey! I couldn't bring myself to smile while lying to Nick. I just can't do it.

He looked over at me and I immediately knew he wasn't buying it.

"I just feel like I don't know you," he squeezed my hand, and my heart accelerated.

"Well, that's not that bad," he smiled a little.

"At least I know all about you," he smiled. Devious.

"Oh really?" I shoved him lightly.

"Your last name is Pieger. You are a singer/song writer. You love your guitars. You live on 53 Spring Road. You have a neon purple room and two dogs," he smirked, a victorious one at that.

"Wow," I smiled and scrunched up my nose in a playful gesture.

"Creepy. I think I should leave now. Back off, stalker! I know karate! And I have pepper spray in my… pocket!" I laughed.

I put on a scared face and pulled my hand away. I started walking in the opposite direction.

"Aw, baby, come back. I'm only a stalker 'cause I care. Plus I can ward off all of the other potential stalkers," he gave me a little grin.

His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me against him. I giggled and my body felt alive.

"I don't think I should be friends with a creeper," I giggled again. Stupid nerves. I never giggle!

"Then don't just be my friend." His breath tickled against my cheek. My heart stopped.

I was suddenly very aware of his muscular arms wrapped around me, his head only inches from mine, and the very important fact that we were alone.

He turned my body slowly and carefully so I could face him. As I turned I looked into his brilliant eyes.

Suddenly, before I knew it, he was stroking my hair with his hand and leaning closer to me.

Unconsciously I leaned in toward him. My mind was blank, merely running on instinct. I wasn't even sure if my heart was beating.

His lips found mine shortly after. They were soft and inviting.

His arm held the small of my back until our bodies were touching. His other hand clutched my hair, his fingers knotting in my locks.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, but suddenly I heard Ariel calling.

"FANG?!"

I just realized that we were now sitting on a rock right by the ocean, our feet soaked. He started to pull away and my arms tightened around him. I didn't want to let go.

He pulled away and his lips formed a smile. He rested his forehead against mine and whispered softly to me.

"Don't worry, honey, I'll be back."

He kissed me again, lightly this time, and sat up. I hadn't realized the sun had set. It was getting darker. I was anxious.

Nick reached for my hand and my face relaxed. He pulled me along to go tend to his "family".

Right there and then I knew that this was exactly where I was supposed to be.

"Wait… Fang?" I asked.

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MUAHAHHAA! EVIL CLIFFIEEE OF DOOOM! Later, peeps!

~Emily