Hey guys! I'm back from vacation so you can expect frequent updates. I just wanted to let everyone who hasn't seen the movie get a basic idea.

Nina in this story is based on Sophie Hall from Letters to Juliet

Fabian in this story is based on Charlie Wyman from Letters to Juliet

Amber in this story is based on Isabella from Letters to Juliet

Patricia in this story is based on Donna Tella from Letters to Juliet

Mara in this story is based on Francesca from Letters to Juliet

Trudy in this story is based on Claire Smith from Letters to Juliet

Ade in this story is based on Lorenzo Bartolini from Letters to Juliet

Jerome in this story is based on Victor from Letters to Juliet

The movie if it wasn't obvious is called Letters to Juliet and stars American actress Amanda Seyfried and British actor Christopher Egan. In the movie Amanda plays an American girl and Chris plays a British man. Just to clear thing up.

ON to the story!

Nina's POV

We visited many more Ade's today. We stayed at yet another hotel and I had dinner in my room. Fabian was sitting on my bed while I typed away at my computer, trying to start my story. But it was hard to concentrate with Fabian throwing a ball up and down and up and down.

"I cannot concentrate." I said finally.

"Why?" Fabian asked.

"Cause that ball is distracting." I told him.

"Fine, I'll stop." He said.

"Okay." I turned back around and I felt something hit the back of my head.

I looked at him, "You threw that ball at my head, didn't you."

"Maybe." He laughed.

"Aren't doctors supposed to be mature." I said putting my hands on my hips.

"I'm a pediatrician, by the way. So no." he stuck his tongue out.

I rolled my eyes and chased him around the room.

After a while we both fell back on my bed.

"Hey Fabian?" I said.

"Yeah, Nina."

"Do you believe in fate?" I asked him.

"I never thought about it. Do you?"

"Yeah, I think its fate that I found that letter. For many reasons." I told him.

"Can I read your story?" he asked me.

I bolted up and shut the computer.

"NO WAY!" I shouted.

"And why not?" he asked.

"It's not done yet, now go back to your room." I said.

The next morning, I was sitting by myself at a breakfast table when Fabian approached me.

"Nana's not in the mood to search today and insisted we go sightseeing."

I raised an eyebrow and smiled. I nodded.

We saw so many things. As we walked through one of the piazzas I asked him a question that had occurred to me.

"Did your parents make you accompany Trudy?"

He hesitated, and then sat by a fountain.

"Fabian? Are you okay?" I asked as I sat by him.

"My parents died in a car accident when I was 12." He told me.

"Oh my god. I'm so so sorry I brought it up." I babbled.

"It's okay Nina." He smiled.

We got up and walked again.

"Don't you have a girlfriend?" I asked him.

"No, I just broke up with my girlfriend Joy." He told me, "What about you? Don't you miss your fiancé?"

"Sometimes." I answered simply.

More like never.

We headed back to the hotel and sat by the pool. Fabian was reading my rough draft.

"It's just a rough copy." I kept saying.

He continued reading and didn't look up.

As he was nearing the end I said, "You know it sucks, just give it."

He finished reading and said, "Nina, you're writing is so good, that it made me see everything from a different perspective. I'm surprised."

"Thanks." I said.

"Nina, really! Why haven't you been published?"

"Because I never feel like it's good enough."

"No, because you. Are. A. Chicken!" he said.

I shoved cake in his face.

"Oh no." he said getting up. He put me over his shoulder and threw me in the deep end of the pool.

Which was 11 feet.

"FABIAN!" I shouted treading water, "I- can't- swim!"

I sank under giving up. Just then I saw someone splash next to me. He lifted me up and my head was once again above water. I started to count back from ten.

"Nina? Nina? Are you okay? Why are you counting backwards?" Fabian asked.

"I'm fine. I count backwards when I'm scared. Or hurt." I told him.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because my mom always told me that when I was scared or hurt that if I counted back from ten all the bad things would go away." I said as he lifted me on the edge of the pool.

He sat up next to me and said, "Then how come you don't count backwards when I'm around?"

"Who said you were a bad thing?" I asked.

"Name one thing that's good about me." Fabian said.

"You're sweet, caring, trustworthy, charming. Must I go on?"

"You know you're the first person besides my gran to see past all the bitter in me." He told me.

"You're the first person besides my mom who ever read my writing." I said.

We were inching closer and closer.

"We should go see Trudy." I said no more than a centimeter away from his lips.

He nodded and we got up drying ourselves with towels.

We walked up to Trudy's room and saw her at her mirror.

She saw Fabian, smiled and me, and wacked Fabian in the arm. I tried to hide my giggles.

"OW! What the hell was that for?" he asked.

"I saw you throw poor Nina in the water!" she said.

"Well, I guess you didn't see him save me from drowning." I told her, "I- I can't actually swim."

"Oh, well then shall we head off?" Trudy asked.

So we dried up, checked out and headed back on the road.

Fabian's POV

When I first met Nina I never thought I would fall in love with her. In fact I hated her. But, she's engaged, taken, off limits to anyone but this man.

I looked at her though my mirror. She was on her phone, as usual. She noticed me looking and smiled, I smiled back.

"Fabian watch out!" she yelled.

Another car was coming, I swerved around it and we all laughed at my idiosity.

We visited more Ade's and stuff, but stopped for dinner. Well, it was as usual just me and Nina after my gran had left.

"I still just don't understand why you are denying your gran of true love! You are the Montague's and the Capulet's!" she shouted.

"Well I'm obviously no Romeo." I laughed.

"No really?" she said sarcastically.

"Well, if I found the love of my life, I wouldn't just let her slip away! I smash down the bloody balcony and take her for myself. And I wouldn't have to die!"

"So have you decided yet?" she asked me when I was done with my rant.

"Decided on what? If I should leave you at our next stop?" I laughed.

She threw a peanut at me.

"You have to stop throwing food at my face."

"Have you decided if you believe in fate?" she yelled.

"No, I haven't." I told her.

Okay, so that's all for today, maybe. Here's a preview for the next chapter.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know how you can relate to any of this because you don't understand the pain of losing someone you love!"

"Just go away!"

"I hate you!"

Okay, so be prepared cuz the next chappy is a biggie!