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*Nina's pov*

My eyes fluttered open to the sprinkles of light spread out across the room. I felt enveloped in someone's arms and I was. I turned to see my savior and his arms wrapped around my waist. His brown hair cluttered on his head, his brows furrowed, and his warm breath hitting on my neck. I let out a chuckle and he must have woken up past a layer a sleep cause his eyes slowly opened to me looking at him. He must of like what he saw cause the ends of lips curled up.

"Good morning beautiful," he said leaning cautiously in my ear, his breath sending chills down my spine.

"Good morning handsome," I responded with a quick but gentle kiss on his cheek. "Where's Amber?"

He chuckled, "You haven't noticed yet?"

How stupid can I be? We were in his room. I blushed, "Where in your room right?" He nodded, "Then where's Mick?"

"He slept in Mara's room, Patricia is sleeping awkwardly in Jerome's room, Joy is still out with friends, and Alfie is with Amber," he said with his eyes closed. "What time is it?"

"Its 9am why?" I responded.

He groaned, "At 10:30 I have to go hang out with Max, Emilio, and Perry. Were going to go play lacrosse. I have to change but you can stay in here." (A/n: THEY ARE HIS BAND GO TO CHAPTER 11)

I felt his arms remove themselves from my waist, I groaned. "You sure I can stay in here?"

He got up and stretched, "Yea, i'm sure."

I saw him slowly get off the bed and head to his closet (Or were ever they had all thier clothes). And pick out his uniform for his hang out time with the guys. He put it on his desk and took off his shirt. I have to admit Fabian did have a nice 6 pack.

I blushed, he must have noticed because of what he said smiling, "Like what you see?"

"Very much indeed," I said pulling the covers up to my chin. His shirt was very open in the area of the armpits and with a wide collar. (A/N: ON MY PROFILE!)

He only shook his and smiled at my response. He next decided to put on grey basketbball shorts. He took of his pajama pants showing his green boxers. "Now do you like what you see?" He smiled. And I could only smile with him. He put on the basketball shorts. (ON MY PROFILE!) He opened his desk drawer and took out a black powerbalance. (ON MY PROFILE!) Also on his desk was sitting his Mac computer. He unplugged his Ipod and connected his earphones while putting in a special case that allows him to put it on his arm with his white, green, and black earphones. (A/n: ON MY PROFILE) He went back into his closet and got a pair of ankle high socks. (A/N: ON MY PROFILE) Once those were on he went searching around for something. He seemed to have found it because his eyebrows shot out and he sat down on his bed, where I am. What he had found was his black and white Nike shoes. (A/N: ON MY PROFILE) He then rested his hand on my covered ankle.

"Do you want to help me with something?" He asked his brown eyes delicately falling in place with mine.

How could you resist that? "Sure, what is it?"

He went over to the bathroom and brought a neon green tube of face paint. (ON MY PROFILE) "If you would do me the favor of putting this neon green face paint on my face in to lines like this." He showed where he wanted them, on his cheek below the eyes but low enough that his sunglasses won't get stuck in it. I pulled myself back so instead of lying in bed I was sitting up in the way little kids call, "Indian style" or "Criss Cross Apple Sauce". He sat closer so I was able to reach him. I opened the neon green tube and squeezed a bit out onto my hand. I reached up and drew the line against his soft cheek bone. Then I got more of the neon green face paint and gently spread it on the other side. I closed the tube and met Fabian's eyes, "Thanks."

"Your very welcome." I don't know how I didn't notice (probably because I was to busy looking at his eyes), he was able to manage to open the tube and dab a bit on his finger. Now just like him I had to neon green face paint across my face in the same way he did. How can you be mad at him? I leaned up and gave him a quick kiss on his lips which made him smile showing that perfect smile of his which gives me butterflies. He got up and went back into the bathroom and left the neon green face paint and went over to a sports bag in the corner of the room next to his desk and put to two cases in it. "What was in there?"

He took out the cases again. "In this one," he said pointing to a black case that looked like it could fit a retainer, "it is my mouth gaurd." He said opening it for me to take a look, it was his favorite color blue. (a/n on my profile) "And in here," he said pointing to a sunglasses case, "are my sunglasses." He said opening it for me to take a look, it was a pair of reflective aviators. (A/N : oN MY Profile) He closed the case and put it back into his sports bag. He stood around for a while a seemed to be looking for something. Then suddenly his threw himslef on the ground to look at something under his bed. One by one he brought up these colorful squishy balls which i'm guessing are special for Lacrosse. (A/n: On my profile, no not those kind of balls, sorry perverts) Then very carefully he brought up his pink, black, and white Lacrosse stick (On my profile). He stood up and stratched the back of his head as if looking for something else.

"What are you looking for?" I asked him trying to help look for something.

"My helmet," he said. I quickly ran to other side of the room and went to his suitcase and brought out this wierd looking helmet. (on my profile) "Found it." He put the balls in the sports bag and took out his aviators and put them on. He carefully put his helmet in his bag as well. Now he only has to carry the bag and his stick.
"Well I have to get going, come with me to the kitchen?" He said holding out his hand.

I took it and we went to the kitchen and got an apple and headed for the front door. "I'll be back by 5pm, talk to you later?" He said.

"How are you getting there?" I asked worried.

"Don't worry, its the far field on campus," he laughing. I couldn't help but laugh as well.

"Well see you later, then." I sad giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. "Bye."

"Bye." And with that he went walking off.

~11am~

*Still Nina's pov*

I was hanging out in Fabians room because I Alfie's in mine. I was on his Mac when I heard someting vibrating. I checked in one of the drawers, and saw his blue iPhone case. I picked up to see that Max was calling. I decided to pick up since it could be Fabian since he left his phone.

I answered, "Hello?"

The male voice on the other end said, "This isn't Fabian. Who is this?"

"This is Nina, his girlfriend..." I said trailing off.

"Do you know where Fabian is?" He asked.

"Yea he left here an hour ago to go play Lacrosse." I said worried.

"Well Fabian isn't here..." he said, "i'll come over there and see if on my way I see him. I'll keep you updated. My name is Max by the way. Bye Nina."

"Bye Max," for half an hour I sat next to the phone hoping he was okay.

Then finally the phone rang with a caller id of Max.

"Nina?" he asked.

"Yes i'm here." I said.

"Well I walked back to where he started and half way here I found his Lacrosse stick, we got him fo rhis birthday and a sports bag..." he said trailing off.

"So your saying..." I said worried of his next words.

"Yes, Fabian's gone missing." He said as sad as I was.

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