Hey, sorry I haven't posted sooner. Met my idol on Yesterday (George Sampson) and have been buzzing about it ;) Thanks for all the reviews again :D Here is Chapter 17, hope you like it :) Disclaimer – I do not own Harvest Moon or any of its characters.

Chapter 17 – Chelsea's P.O.V

Dear Mr Holloway and Miss Edwards,

I am pleased to inform you that your weekend romantic break is now booked and ready for your confirmation. Your receipt is attached below with all of the details. Thank you for booking with us and I guarantee you will not be disappointed,

Yours Truly – Margret Johnston, Manager of the Dove Wings.

The letter dropped gracefully on the floor as I looked up into Denny's eyes. He was blushing a deep shade of red.

"Denny … Isn't that like the five star resort … what possessed you to do …" I paused as he stepped forward and kissed me. I stood still as he kissed me, probably frozen in shock. He stepped back and ran a hand through his curly locks.

"So you're coming?" He asked peeking out from under his fringe. I nodded slowly and forced a smile on my face. He grinned again and hugged me. I hugged him back as I stared off into the distance. I'd come here to have a row and break up with him … now I was jetting off to a romantic hotel where he expected me to you know what. I stepped back and tucked my fringe behind my ears before nervously looking up to him. All of a sudden I felt guilty; he had been booking this huge surprise while I was having it away with my sexy cowboy friend.

"When are we going then?" I asked cocking my head to the side innocently.

"Friday if that's alright?" He asked. I chocked on the air and began gasping for breath. He quickly ran over and rubber my back.

"Friday? I've got no one to look after my farm" I stated grabbing as much air as I could as the room suddenly felt way too small for my liking. He smiled down at me.

"Taro said he would sort it for you" He laughed taking hold of my hand and pressing it up against his chest. I felt his steady heart beat beneath my fingers. He looked into my eyes and smiled warmly.

"Feel that?" He asked quietly. I nodded, looking into his chocolate brown eyes as he stepped closer, still holding my hand over his heart. He leant forward and brushed his lips past me ear.

"As long as it still beats I will always love you, no matter what happens" He gently whispered into my ear. I turned to face him and kissed him passionately. That was one of the most romantic things I'd ever heard anyone say. Slowly I withdrew from my kiss and he laughed at my reaction.

"Don't ever forget that" He added as I ran a hand through my hair. I wanted to return the compliment by saying 'romantic prick' but he'd probably take it to offence so I kept quiet and smiled.

After spending an hour at Denny's I left his shack and headed back towards my farm. There were a million and one thoughts flying themselves around my head, giving me a full on migraine. I loved Denny but it was more in a friendly type of love and Vaughn had captured my heart for his own. I couldn't wrap my head around everything as my head began to feel heavier and heavier. Closing my eyes I stopped in the middle of the path and rubbed my temples. Damn it; just push it to the back of your mind Chelsea.

"Chelsea?" Suddenly the air was filled with the lovely scent of freshly lain hay. I grimaced as the light hit my eyes to reveal a familiar cowboy. I smiled weakly before collapsing to the ground. Vaughn caught me just before I collided with the warm soil, unluckily for him I just so happened to throw up … all over him. Hmm, very romantic Chelsea, way to get a guy's attention. Vaughn stood up carrying me and walked on without saying a word. The movement from his walking made another wave of vomit come out. He still held me close and continued to walk forwards. I cringed at both the light and at the embarrassment that I'd thrown up on a cowboy. He kicked a door open and walked into a nice and cool conditioned house. Defiantly not mine as it was like a sauna so I'm presuming it was Julia's. He carried on walking until we reached a cool room where he put me down. I opened my eyes and found myself in the bathroom. Holding my head I turned to Vaughn who wasn't fazed by the disgusting fluid that was all over him. I smiled nervously as he began to run the bath. Leaning up against the shower door I took in the coolness from the glass panes. Vaughn walked over to me and bent over so his face was level with mine. Placing a cool hand on my forehead he judged my temperature before shaking his head.

"What am I going to do with you?" He chuckled looking at the thin layer of sweat on my forehead. I closed my eyes drinking in his voice and concentrating on getting rid of the migraine which was now creating a hurricane in the centre of my brain. Vaughn went back to the bath and tended to it as I tried not to think of anything.

"Come on" He said dragging my heavy body towards the bath. He stopped for a minute before eyeing me.

"You well enough to get in?" He asked looking down into my eyes. I saw my reflection in his amethyst ones and saw a sorry looking, slouched girl looking back. Throwing my arms into the air I shook my head. He chuckled as he slid my jacket off. Stripping me down, he then lowered me into the cool bath before turning off the taps. I looked up at him as he kneeled down beside me and rested his head on the side. For a few minutes he stared into my eyes deeply as if he was trying to solve a puzzle. I didn't really care much; I liked the way his shimmered in the reflection of the water.

"Bath time" He smiled grabbing a sponge and gently dipping it into the water before washing my back in slow, circular motions. I didn't speak the whole time I was in the bath. I tried to concentrate in diverting my energy to not throwing up, again, on Vaughn.

Finally he pulled the plug and held out a towel for me to get wrapped up in. Slowly getting out I collapsed into his arms where he wrapped me in a big white towel. He then took hold of my hand before leading me into his room. Stepping in I breathed a sigh of relief as the black walls made everything darker and so was less irritable to the migraine storm which was still brewing in my head. Vaughn walked over to his wardrobe where he took out a black baggy T-shirt and gave it to me before replacing his vomit cover cowboy outfit with a black shirt and jeans. I slipped it on and swayed as moving only caused it to get worse. He picked me up again which was really unnecessary and placed me on his double bed which, of course, had a black duvet cover and pillow cases. He tucked me up as I nestled my head into his cold, hay smelling, pillow.

"Just rest and I'll be back to check on you in a bit" He whispered quietly as he had one hand on my arm. I nodded slowly before drifting into unconsciousness.

Vaughn's P.O.V –

I watched her until she fell into a deep sleep which didn't take too long.

"I love you Chelsea Edwards" I whispered before leaving the room and closing the door behind me. Vaughn you're fucked up. You just told an unconscious girl that you fucking loved them, now whose getting soppy. I rolled my eyes at my own mental argument and walked up to the counter where I retook the seat which I'd been sat on before I saw Chelsea freeze in the middle of the street. What was I going to do with this girl? I shook my head as a smile crept up on my face. Suddenly the door opened and it vanished straight away as I saw Sabrina enter. No one had ever seen me smile apart from Chelsea and I was planning on keeping it that way. She walked over to the desk and stood nervously in front of me. I kept my head down as I worked out how many more animals were needed for the next shipment. She coughed nervously. I looked up at her attempt to get my attention and stared at her. She ever so slightly grimaced under my gaze before clearing her throat.

"H…Hello Vaughn" She smiled pushing up her glasses with her forefinger. I continued to stare at her bemused by her being here.

"H…Have you seen Chelsea lately?" She asked taking in a deep breath. What the fuck did she want? Last thing I needed right now was some weird chick interrupting my work while a poorly Chelsea slept in my bed.

"She's ill" I replied before returning to my paper work. She still didn't let out her breath. After a minute I looked up to see if she'd passed out yet but her expression was the same yet her eyes were wider and staring right into mine.

"Did ya want summit?" I asked in a monotonic voice. She blushed slightly and let out a little bit of the air she was holding in, weird girl.

"J…Just wondering …" She paused. I let out an agitated sigh before looking back up at her. She was still staring at me, intensely. Very intensely. Strangely intensely.

"J…Just wondering if y…you were b…busy next Wednesday? My f…father wanted to i…invest in some animal trading and wanted s…some tips" She smiled fidgeting with her hair. I thought about it for a second. Regis was a pretty powerful man in the money world so being on his good side would leave me at an advantage. I looked back at her. She had taken off her glasses and was attempting to bat her eyelids at her. How do I know she was attempting to flirt instead of just blinking a million times a minute? Back in the city a lot of girls throw themselves onto me in bars. Slutty pricks that want nightcaps. Sabrina reminded me of one of them. I looked back up into her purple eyes.

"Sure" I said turning back to my work. I heard her breathing become faster at my answer.

"R..really?" She asked, nearly hyperventilating. I nodded, not looking back up at her. "Just meet us at the Diner at 6:00PM then" She giggled. Maybe I'd imagined it but her stutter had suddenly gone. Maybe it was her hyperactive breathing or the fact that she was just putting it on to appear shy. I dno but personally I didn't really give a shit. Sabrina was boring and predictable; I'm guessing her father had something to do with that. Suddenly there was a little grumbled coming from the doorway. I looked up to see a tired Chelsea stood there in my old black top. My eyes darted to Sabrina who'd gone incredibly quiet; it didn't look like she was breathing.

"Chelsea?" Sabrina asked. Chelsea tried to focus on her but came back empty handed. She looked towards me before falling to her knees. I quickly jumped up and ran over to her to pick her up. Sabrina's gaze followed me as I helped the little brunette farmer to her feet.

"You should have stayed in bed" I said commandingly. She looked up at me as her head flopped back. Was she sleepwalking? Damn this girl was always full of surprises. I turned to Sabrina who looked as if she was about to burst into tears.

"Hold on Sabrina I'll be right back" I said, picking up Chelsea and taking her back into my room. Laying her back down on the bed I tucked her up again and left the bin next to her bed. Kissing her forehead I shut the door again and headed towards Sabrina.

"Sorry Sabrina. Chelsea isn't feeling well and Julia told me to look after her" I said looking down at the little dark haired girl in front of me. Hopefully I was convincing. The last thing I needed was that Chelsea was in my top, in my bed being broadcasted across the island. She nodded and looked round.

"Where's J…Julia?" She asked, her stutter reappearing again. Funny that 'aint it?

"She's over at Elliot's. He needed help with something urgently" I said not changing the pitch of my voice once. Still the annoyance of the little Texan twinge in my words annoyed me. I'd tried to flatten it out but occasionally it came back, along with the memories which again, I pushed to the back of my mind. Into that little pocket which no one would ever know about. She nodded as she twirled a piece of hair in between her fingers.

"Well I'll s…see you on Wednesday then?" She asked innocently. Knowing fully well what my answer was but she just wanted to hear me say it.

"Sure" I replied as I scratched the back of my head. She smiled and hugged me. Her little arms reaching around the back of my body and squeezing me before letting go. I stood gawping at her as she walked out of the door giggling. What the fuck makes people want to hug me. I thought I gave off a pretty bad vibe towards people. I guess it wasn't as strong as I thought it was. My mind flicked back to Chelsea and the way her little arms always hugged me close, her lips, always a perfect smooth shape, eager to find mine. Another smile appeared across my face at the thought of Chelsea, wiped Sabrina right off my radar.

Well it looks like the end of Chapter 17, kinda short. Still can't believe I'm nearing Chapter 20 :D Hope you enjoyed and is Sabrina planning on tricking Vaughn? Or is his love for Chelsea strong enough to overpower it? Hehe stay tuned to find out :) Thanks for reading and thanks again for reviewing :P x