So the last chapter was the prologue and this starts 2 years later from that date, just in case you didn't know. Ok well here are the dedications!
Dedications: Fabina4ever, SibunaFreak123, sibunaMT, Fabes999, Jackamojo, hoajlmtsdlsgfan, Crazy4NickJonas, fabinalove, AnonymousFabinaLover, and Fabina11. Thanks you guys! You are all amazing, and mean a lot to me, I don't know what I'd do without you guys!

Let the story begin!

Nina's Pov
"Knock, knock." I said walking into Fabian's apartment.
"Hey, ever heard of knocking?" he asked coming from the kitchen.
"I did, hence the 'knock knock'" I said plopping on his couch.

Like a predicted years ago, we're best friends. We do practically everything together. Well I wouldn't say everything, but you get my point.

Amber and I are best friends too. And right now everything seems perfect.
"So what brings you here?" he said tossing me a canned soda.
"It's raining outside and I didn't feel like going home, so here I am." I sighed.
I open my canned soda, only for it to explode all over me , making me shriek.
I turn to Fabian who is now laughing his head off.
"You did that on purpose!" I accuse, standing up.
"Seriously Nina, I had no idea it was going to do that." he said laughing even harder.
"You think this is funny?" I asked and he nodded
"Oh ok..." I said taking the remaining soda and poured it all over him.
"What the hell!" he screamed. "You're dead." he said, my cue to run.
"Got you!" he said grabbing my arm after running around the apartment for what seems like forever. And he started tickling me, my one weakness.
"S-stop!" I laughed try to pry his hands off my stomach, failing miserably.
"Please!" I begged, laughing harder, my eyes starting to water.

"Fine, I think you've suffered enough." he breathed.
That's when I notice he's on top of me.
I know what you're thinking! And no, I don't have a crush on him! No way!
WE'RE JUST FRIENDS!

"Let me get you a shirt." he said blushing and getting off of me. He must've noticed too...
"Thanks." I say getting up as well.
He tosses me a white wife-beater (if you don't know what that is, they're the t-shirts that Eminem wears all the time) putting on one himself.
I walk into the bathroom and change into it, putting my hair into a high ponytail. I wipe all the ran mascara off my cheeks, from all the laughing.

I walk back out to Fabian, grab a soda, and sit down on the couch next to him.
"What are you watching?" I asked.
"About to watch a game... Football or-
"Nope, we're going to watch Law and Order: SVU..." I said, taking the remote from his hand.
"No we're watching football." he says taking it back.
"Please! Please, please, please, please, please-
"Fine..." he said giving me the remote.
"Thank you!" I said giving him a quick hug before changing the channel.
I turn onto the channel before sitting back. I turn to Fabian, who happens to look a little grumpy.
"Oh come on! There'll be more games." I said rolling my eyes.
"But not that many World Championships..." he mumbles.
"Fine! You can watch your stupid game." I said giving the remote back to him making him grin.
"So do you have plans this weekend?" I asked.
"SCORE!" he jumped not even paying attention.
"Fabian.." I sighed.
"Sorry, yes actually I do..." he said making me choke on my soda.
"You ok?" he asked, patting my back, his eyes still glued to the TV.
"Did you just say you have plans?" I said ignoring his question.
"Yeah." he laughed.
"Like... With a girl?" I ask.
"Oh ha ha Nina, I'm not that socially deprived." he laughed.
I felt a pang in my chest, but just tried my best to smile.
"Who is she?" I asked quietly.
"Joy." he said.
"Joy?" I ask, more to myself. What does he see in her? She's a complete control freak, not to mention a part time slut.
"Yes." he said. "You have plans?"
"As a matter of fact I do, with Eddie." I said. And it's true, he kept on flirting and asking me out so I decided to give it a shot.
"Eddie?" he said facing me.
"Yes..." I said.
"The guy who flirts with every girl in sight and thinks he's some type of rebel."
"Be nice..." I say, placing a hand on his shoulder, but quickly take it off when I realize what I'm doing.
He turns back to the TV, without saying another word. Is there a frown on his face? Maybe I'm just imagining things.
But more importantly, why the hell would he go on a date with her? They have absolutely nothing in common!

Not that I'm jealous or anything... I don't get jealous, especially over guys I've never even dated.
I'm just...protecting him.

I can't be jealous... Can I?

That's it for now guys! Thanks again for the reviews, it means a lot.

So anyways I'll update as soon as I hit 25 reviews. Please? For me?

Until next time, Sibuna!

~Fabina43va xxx