"Bittersweet, memories. That is all I'm taking with me. So goodbye, please don't cry. We both know I'm not what you need."

-Whitney Houston, I Will Always Love You

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"Holy crap."

That was all Fabian said. He saw me when I came from my room with the other girls and dropped his jaw. Jerome, he just smiled. He knew what he had. Mick sighed. He clearly knew the dress. "What am I going to do with you?" he said. Amber smiled and answered smartly with, "Love me until I die." Eddie… Eddie was hard to describe. I'd never seen him so awestruck. So… amazed. So… in love. The only time I'd ever seen him close to this expression, was when he saw the world's largest ball of dirty gym clothes that had formed under his bed. He didn't even notice he was sleeping on top of a mountain of clothes. The only reason he found out, was when Aunt Trudy walked in and fainted from the smell.

I noticed all Mara could do was smile too, before kissing Jerome of course.

Amber, being well herself, looked at her engagement ring and told Mick that she'll never stop loving him.

But she said something that caught everyone's attention.

"Let's get married this year."

Everyone turned their head in shock. I think Mick was in the most shock out of everyone.

"Babes… are you serious?" he asked, a wide smile spreading across his handsome face.

"Yeah." Amber nodded, "I love you. Why wait?"

"Okay." Mick said, without a second of hesitation. "I love you! What are we doing? I can't wait four years before I can call you my wife! Mrs. Amber Campbell."

Amber smiled and turned toward Piper, "Sorry I couldn't get you a dress. I didn't have your measurements because you didn't get back from Milan until yesterday."

"It's fine Amber." Piper smiled, her arm through Alfie's, "I bought a dress in Milan anyway."

"Oh, by the way you two," Alfie said directing to Mick and Amber, who had resumed making-out, "Get a room… or a condom. We don't need another Mick eating all the food."

I did the only thing a good best friend would do.

I grabbed Amber's purse (because it hurts more, I would know) and hit him upside the head.

"Thanks Neens!" Amber smiled as I handed her back her purse.

"Hey, why did you use Amber's purse?" Fabian asked.

"No reason." I say with a smile, "I didn't want to hurt mine."

Amber gave me a sly smile, as Fabian grabs my hand and we walk out the door.

This is going to be the best night of my life.

The party was already in full swing when we got there. People were dancing, some dressed even fancier than us. And I though Amber was over the top. Some of the more posh attendants were sitting around the tables, drinking and gossiping.

"Table 7 guys." Eddie said, picking up our cards.

We place our stuff at the table and Fabian smiles as me, "May I have this dance?"

"I have to think about it." I say as I take a sip of my water.

He smirks and puts my water glass down, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me toward the dance floor, "You can't wear a dress like that and still tease me the way you do."

His voice sends chills down my spine. We dance formally, my hand on his shoulder, his on my waist, and our other hands holding each other to our side.

"I don't think we've ever danced like this." I say with a smile.

"There's a first time for everything." He answers.

I have to tell him how I feel.

The voice, my own voice, echoes in my head. I'm startled my it's appearance in my brain. So startled in fact, that I jump a bit.

"Are you okay, Neens?" Fabian asked, concern written on his face.

"Yeah." I say weirdly. "Yes. No. I mean-"

I pull away from him in the middle of the dance floor. I look at his feet. I feel… dizzy. "I-I have to go to the bathroom." I mutter, a fall in his arms.

"You're not going anywhere." He says protectively. He leads me back over to a chair and gives me water, his hand resting on my shoulder and rubbing my back. "What happened?"

"I just got a little dizzy." I say dismissively. "I'm fine. I'll just go to the bathroom."

"Well you're not going alone." He tells me.

"Patricia!" I call her over, "I'll take her with me, okay?"

"Fine."

Patricia and I walk to the bathroom. As soon as the door closes, I spill my guts. I tell her everything. About The First Experience. About Mr. Winkler. About how if I don't tell him I love him, I'll lose him. She listens in silence and at the end she says one thing.

"Do it."

"Now?" I asked panicking.

"YES!"

"But-"

"No. It's time and you know it Nina. Trust me when I tell you, he loves you back." Patricia promises me.

I suddenly get a surge of power. I stand up a little straighter and flatten out my dress. I smile and walk out of the bathroom, right up to Fabian.

"Fabian!" I say. He looks at me, opens his mouth to say something, but I cut him off. "I love you."

Fabian drops the glass in his hand. The shattering noise against the hard floor is enough to turn a few heads. It almost makes my eardrum shatter along with it. I feel like room has over taken a sickening silence. The most sickening part? Fabian. He's pale, as if he's seen a ghost. His eyes are panicked, his body stiff as a board.

"Fabian?" I whisper into the silence. "Say something."

"Nina, I think we should do this later."

"Why do it later?" I ask. "Do you not love me?"

"No, Nina! It's not that!"

"Then what is it?" I reply, "If it isn't that then you'd say it back!"

"But, Nina-"

"But, Nina what Fabian?" I shriek.

This is enough to turn the whole room toward us. I can see a crowd forming out of the corner of my eye. I focus in on my friends. Amber has her hand over her mouth. Patricia's playing with the ring on her finger. Mara's hand in on her cheek. Mick's jaw is dropped. Eddie looks… constipated.

"If it's not that then say it back." I say quietly.

"I can't." he answers after a moment.

"Why not?" I shout.

"I don't know, Nina!" he yells. The crowd looks entertained. Fuck them.

"You don't know?" I laugh bitterly as tears form in my eyes, "No, I don't know Fabian! I don't know what you thought this would be. If you can't say I love you, then we have no future together. But, the worst part is the only person I can see myself with is you! And you don't even love me!"

"No, Nina! It's not that!"

"Come up with a different excuse Fabian!" I shout.

He doesn't say anything.

"Did you think," I say, "That I would stay with you, as your girlfriend forever? That you'd never propose or marry me or whatever, because you're scared."

"Nina!"

"You're scared Fabian, admit it! You're a coward! You're too scared to start a serious relationship, because of some slut who broke your heart in high school. But, guess what Fabian, everyone has their heart broken!"

"Nina, shut up!"

"No!" I scream, "I refuse! I feel like I'm being played by a guy who will never commit to me."

"Can't you give me time?" he asked.

"You heard Amber earlier. I love you, why wait?" I quote, "She knows how she feels about Mick and I know how I feel about you. So why wait? Unless you don't love me." I says, wiping some of the waterfall tears that had fallen from my eyes.

Fabian wipes a few of his own tears, "N-Nina." He says shakily, "Please, wait."

I shake my head, "I'm done waiting Fabian."

I turn to leave, grabbing my purse off the table. I hear Patricia apologize to Eddie and begin to follow me. When she gets to me, the crowd has formed a split in the middle. They parted like the Red Sea. I was about to leave, when I look back at Fabian. He can see my mascara stained face and I say one last thing. "Oh and Fabian, I will always love you."

As I turn I see him trying to run to me. But the crowd closes as I walk out, trapping him inside. Patricia hails a cab and we both get in. That's when I let the real tears go. I bawl my eyes out. When I did what I did, I thought I was saving myself from heartbreak. But I realized that this hurts as bad as it would if he told me he didn't love me.

My mind keeps racing back to his face, running through the thick crowd. I shake my head and try to look at the rain falling down on the window.

I have to tell him how I feel. Or I'll lose him.

I was wrong. I lost him either way.

And there you have it guys. The break-up. There'll be some angst in the next chapter, which is It Will Rain part 2. C'mon guys, let's get some guesses going here! What do you think is going to happen? Will he run back to her? Will they stay broken-up? What?

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