Chapter 3

April 29, 2012

Author's Note: Ok so I had a 3 reviews really quickly yesterday and I have been writing in all my free time today just to get this chapter read to post by tonight! Hope you like!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Characters, House of Anubis or the song 'White Horse'. Though I wish I owned all of them...and a rocket ship.

P.S. THERE'S SOME FABINA FLUFF IN THIS CHAPTER! (Not much though:/...)

Chapter 3:
Nina PoV:

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale,
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down,
Now it's too late for you and your white horse to come around

"Fabian!" he's gazing up at me from the bottom of a large, marble staircase. A huge grin plastered on his face, and seeing him standing there makes me smile too.

He opens his arms wide and without hesitation I run down the smooth, white steps, straight into them.

His arms lock around me and I breathe in his familiar scent, oranges and something I've never been able to identify.

"You look beautiful. Just like a princess." He twists a lock of my hair around his finger and looks at me with those dark blue eyes that always turn my brain to mush. (A/N: Outfit on my profile)

"I love you," he whispers in my ear, gently kissing my neck.

I nuzzle my head against his shoulder, my fingers playing with the soft, silky hair at the nape of his neck.

"I love you too; don't ever leave me Fabian, please!" I whisper,

"I won't, I promise." Using his long finger, he lifts my face to his.

His lips brush against mine, his touch so soft I think I'm imagining it.

His lips are on mine again, though more forceful this time. His hand cups my cheek and the mush that was my brain dissolves into nothing.

I feel light-headed and weak at the knees; the only thing keeping my upright is his strong arm wrapped around my waist.

I lock my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. His tongue grazes along my bottom lip and I willingly grant him entrance.

Fireworks explode in my head.

It feels like a million butterflies have been set free in my stomach.

My heart is beating a mile a minute.

Then it's dark.

And he's gone.

I whip my head around, frantically searching for him.

I can't see anything, just unnerving, endless darkness.

I run into the nothingness, looking for something, anything.

I can feel the temperature dropping rapidly and soon my teeth are chattering and goose-bumps are creeping their way up my arms and legs.

Then I see it.

A pin-point of light in the distance.

With my body shaking violently from the cold, I stagger towards it; desperate to get out of this oppressive void.

As I get closer I can see two figures standing in the safety of the white light.

Getting closer still, I can see that one of the figures is Fabian.

And there in his arms, taking my place, is her.

I shout his name, trying to get his attention, hoping he'll come to me.

They both turn to look at me.

Fabian shakes his head and they both start laughing.

I try to take a step towards them, and find that I can't cross the invisible line between the light and the dark sides of this world.

"Fabian you promised!" I bawl though this time they don't even look at me.

Tears pour down my face as I cry his name, over and over again, pounding the unseen barrier with my fists.

Then it feels as if a giant hand is dragging me backwards, I reach out, screaming for him to help me.

Of course, he doesn't even bat an eyelid in my direction.

I jerk awake.

I take in the familiar surroundings: the pink-glitter lava lamp, bathing the room in a rose-coloured glow, the pale pink walls, the soft king-sized bed.

I'm in Amber's spare bedroom. It was just a dream!

For the first time since I woke up, I notice the presence of somebody's arms wrapped around me, rubbing soothing circles on my back.

"Fabian?" I whisper into the semi-darkness, hoping that the events of the last four days were just a terrible nightmare, hoping that for some strange reason we both decided to spend the night at Amber's.

"No Nines, it's just me." Amber whispers back.

I don't reply, I just bury my head into her chest and sob until I fall back into a deep, un-disturbed sleep.

Author's Note: Ok so I like the first part of this chapter but I wasn't too happy with the end part. Let me know what you think? R&R! 4-5 reviews until the next chapter is up! Sibuna!

UPDATE: Was going to post this earlier but I went to watch the football (soccer) on TV and the team I wanted to win, WON! So I'm thinking about doing a Fabina One-Shot to celebrate. Ideas?