Chapter 4

May 1, 2012

Author's Note: Here's the next chapter to my story. I'm so glad that so many people are enjoying it!
P.S. I am working on that Fabina One-Shot I mentioned last chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own: House of Anubis, the Characters, or White Horse. I also do not own Brad Kavanagh or Burkely Duffield...(Unfortunately).

Chapter 4

Baby I was naive,
Got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
My mistake, I didn't know to be in love
You had to fight to have the upper hand

Nina PoV:

I roll over in bed, the green digital numbers on the clock telling me its 9:56am.

I remember Amber mentioning something about her going shopping today; I think she said she was leaving around 8:00am.

I pull on a hoodie and wander into the kitchen and, sitting at the breakfast bar, I see a worried looking Amber.

"What's wrong? I thought you were going shopping today."

"I was, but I cancelled. You had a rough night." she says, yawning and sliding a cup of coffee down the counter towards me.

"Thanks. And sorry about that, I didn't mean to keep you awake." I apologize.

"It's alright, nothing a little make-up won't hide."

I give her a small smile and take a sip of my coffee. It's coffee from the jar, not filter coffee like Fabian used to make, but its coffee. Hot, sweet, caffeinated coffee.

"Nina...I was thinking...maybe we should..."

"What?"

"Maybe we should...go get your stuff...from the apartment." She looks at me, nervous.

"Yeah, we should." I sighed and look down at the counter.

"No, Nina, you can stay here. It's ok, really! I can go on my own...You still have the keys right, because I really don't feel like breaking-"

I sigh again, "Yes, they're in the jeans I was wearing when..." I trailed off; Amber nods, she knows when I'm talking about.

10 minutes later we are sitting in the front seat of Amber's car. Mick had offered to drive but Amber had shooed him off to football (soccer) practice.

There is a scout going to one of his matches soon and he is hoping to get picked; so Amber told him 'you need all the practice he can.'

I just laughed at that!

"Are you sure you want to do this Nines?"

I'd told Amber that there was no way she was coming here without me.

"Yes." I reply simply, turning up the heater.

By the time we pull into the parking lot of Fabian's apartment block I'm sobbing quietly and gasping for breath.

"Nina, breathe. It's going to be ok." Amber says, trying to calm me.

"I-Can't-Amber-I-Just..."

Gah, Why are you so weak? Just get over him Nina! He broke your heart! He didn't care!

"Shh, it's ok; just wait in the car, yeah?" she hands me a tissue.

I nod.

"And you're sure he's at work?"

I nod again.

"Ok, anything you don't want?"

"Photo's of us" I mumble.

"Ok, so if he hasn't packed up your stuff, the suitcase is under the bed, right?"

I nod again.

"Ok, are you going to be alright?"

"Yes Amber, now stop saying 'Ok' and get going, the sooner you go, the sooner we can go home!"

"Ok, Ok! I'm going! I won't be long." And with that she gets out of the car and disappears through the front doors of the building.

I pull my knees up to my chest and lock myself inside.

Amber PoV: (Omg first Amber PoV! *Amber Squeal*)

I stop in front of the door, the brass numbers 415 nailed to it.

Tentatively I knock, just to make sure there is definitely nobody home. I mean if there was there would be a lot of noisy shouting and awkward silence.

And I, Amber Millington, do not like noisy shouting or awkward silence.

No-one answers so I figure it's safe to go in.

Shoving the key in the lock, I open the door and step inside.

It looks almost exactly the same as the last time I was here (3 days before the break-up); Nina's fuzzy blue blanket on the sofa, her silly little 'to-do' lists stuck on the fridge door, her pyjamas folded neatly on the bed, her college course-work in an untidy pile next to the TV.

Thanks Fabian! Now I have to pack up everything on my own!

Though there are lots of things that are different; the pile of dirty dishes by the sink, the overflowing laundry basket, the hundreds of photo albums scattered on every surface.

I pick up the nearest album and flip through it. I flip through it a second time, just to be sure of what I'm seeing.

I put it back where it was and pick up another one. I flip through that one and realize it is just the same as the first.

I pick up another and it's also the same.

This is weird.

They're all filled with pictures of Nina and Fabian.

Nina PoV:

While waiting for Amber I think I started to day-dream because suddenly I am reliving the memory of when I first met Fabian.

'I'm never going to get there in time, omg, omg; this is the third time this week!'

Worrying about the time means I was not looking where I was going and of course, being the klutz I am, I walk straight into someone.

All my files and papers tumble from my arms and spill over the sidewalk.

"Omg, I'm so sorry, I'm late for college and I wasn't looking where I was going-" I blush at my babbling, I'm not very good with apologies.

"It's fine, really." The boy interrupts. "Here let me help you."

We both bend down to pick up the fallen essays and revision notes and, as we do, we bump our heads together. (A/N: Shout-out if you can tell me the name of episode they bump heads in!)

"I'm so sorry, I'm such a klutz!"I blush again. I must look like a tomato!

"Haha, it's ok." He flashes me a cute, cheeky smile.

He scoops up the papers but doesn't give them back to me.

"So, where are you heading?" he asks.

I don't reply because I'm lost in the depths of his dark-blue eyes.

"Sorry, what?" I say, pulling my gaze from his.

He chuckles, "I said, 'So, where are you heading?'"

"Oh right," I mumbled, "the train station."

"Me too!" he states, and without further comment he starts in the direction of the station.

"Hey, wait. Do you want me to carry those? They're quite heavy!"

"Nah, you're good."

"Well, Thanks." I grin at him.

We walk the rest of the making small talk about my studies, his work, and the people of LA.

Of course by the time we get there, the train I wanted to catch has left and I have to wait another thirty minutes for the next one.

"Look I really have to go, otherwise I'm going to be late." He tells me.

"Yes, go, I'll be fine now, and thanks again." I give him a small smile; I don't want him to go yet.

He turns to leave and just before I lose him in the crowd he turns and runs back.

"Nina." he looks at the floor, "Can I have your number? I'd really like to take you out sometime!" he's blushing now.

"Yes." I answer, smiling.

He looks at me and smiles back; and once again I am lost in his gorgeous, blue eyes.

Amber PoV:

I retrieve the suitcase from under the bed and walk over to the wardrobe.

When I open the doors I am horrified at the sight before me.

Nina Martin, What have you done to your clothes? Nothing is colour-coded and the trousers are next to the dresses, not the skirts! (A/N: this really has nothing to do with the story! I just thought this was typical Amber!)

I take my time while emptying the wardrobe, carefully folding everything and returning the hanger to the rail.

I don't rush, I mean, I don't want Fabian to come home and find me here but if he does that will be fine too. I would like to give him a piece of my mind!

Nina PoV:

Omg Amber, hurry up! You've been up there for ages! Do you want him to find us here?

What is taking her so long?

I bet it's the closet! She's probably taken one look at the contents and gone into Amber-Overdrive!

Waiting for her makes me think of another memory...

Amber PoV:

Once I am satisfied that her poor, neglected clothes are folded away I start to gather the stuff from the rest of the apartment.

I know she said she doesn't want any pictures of them together but I throw in a couple of the photo albums; just in-case.

Nina PoV:

"Hey Amber!" I call to the blond as I walk into our daily tea-time meeting place, 'Cookies and Milk'.

"Hey Nines! So what's the Goss? Bump into a cute, random stranger today?" I giggle, she asks me this every day, and every day I reply 'No Amber but maybe one day', but not today.

"Actually, Yes."

"OMG, SPILL! TELL ME EVERYTHING!"

As tell her every detail about that mornings events she 'Awh's and squeals; most of the people in the cafe have turned to look at her at least twice!

"Amber Shh," I laugh.

"Sorry...it's just so adorable!"

"I really hope he calls me! I think it was love at first sight! I'm so excited! I've never been in love before, of course I've dated other boys but this feels so different, he was such a gentleman, and so cute too!"

Her smile falters a little.

"What's wrong?"

"Just be careful Nina, this guy sounds too good to be true."

My ringtone starts playing and an 'Unknown ID' flashes up on my screen.

"Hello?"

"Nina, Hi. It's Fabian. I was wondering, what are you doing tonight?"

'OMG IT'S HIM!' I mouth to Amber. "Nothing."

"Great, I'll pick you up at 7:00."

Amber PoV:

Something's not quite right.

Fabian hasn't packed up ANY of her stuff.

There are pictures of the two of them EVERYWHERE.

I found one of HER tops under HIS pillow.

What the HELL is going on here?

Nina PoV:

Tap, tap, tap.

"Go away." I murmur, drowsy.

Tap, tap, tap,

"Nina Martin, Unlock this car now! This thing is heavy!"

I lift my head from my knees and see that Amber is standing outside carrying my large purple suitcase and a spotty duffle bag.

I unlock the car and she dumps the luggage in the boot.

Getting in the driver's side she turns to me, "When did you get so much stuff?"

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"I have no idea what that is, but don't answer that!"

"Just drive Amber." I say, smiling a little.

She drives off just as a familiar, black car pulls up next to the place we just were.

Author's Note: Woooo! My longest chapter yet! Hope you guys like it! Remember: REVIEWS MAKE ME SMILE! So 5 review until the next chapter. Sibuna!
P.S. I HAVE SOMETHING SPECIAL PLANNED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!:3