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Nina's POV
I closed the door and sat on the couch, crossing my legs. I grabbed the TV remote off of the table and pressed the power button. The news was on. Something about a robbery.
Then Fabian came in. "Hey," he said.
"Hey," I said.
"Why are you watching the news? It's so depressing," he said, handing me my box of Chinese food.
"Because it was on when I turned the TV on," I said, opening the box and taking my chopsticks in my hands.
He sat down next to me, grabbed the remote, and started channel surfing.
After a while, I finally said, "Ugh! Just pick something already!"
"I have to find something good," he said.
"Give me the remote," I said, grabbing it out of his hand.
"Hey!" he said, grabbing the remote. I didn't let go.
"No, give it here!" I said, getting on my knees.
"No," he said, laughing. I started laughing to.
Before I could say anything, he tickled me. I instantly put my hands over my stomach. He was laughing too.
"I got it," he said. I laughed.
"Yeah, because you cheated!" I said.
"I don't think so," he said, changing the channels again. I sighed and layed down, my head in his lap. He started playing with my hair. I remember when my mom used to do that. I always loved it.
I took his hand away from my hair.
"What, you don't like that?" he asked.
"No. It brings back too many memories," I said, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.
He pulled me up and I buried my head in his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me and leaned his head against mine.
"You still miss them, don't you?" he said.
"A lot," I said. He kissed my forehead.
We sat in silence for a while. Finally, Fabian said, "We should be leaving soon." I pulled away and walked to get my suitcases. I heard Fabian stand up and follow me.
"You don't have to go if you don't want to," he said, stopping me.
"No, it's not that. It's just..." I started. "It's just that I miss my parents," I said, avoiding his eyes. He kissed me and pulled me into another hug.
"I know you do. I'm sure they were wonderful people," he whispered into my ear.
I know that I should be over it by now but, I barely remember them at all. I only have a few memories of them, and I hold onto those memories like my life depends on it. Which it does, kind of. The memories help me calm myself in certain situations where I need to be calm.
"They were. At least, they were in the memories I have of them," I said, feeling better in his arms. "Now, come on. Let's get my bags and yours." We walked back to my room. I grabbed my two suitcases and my duffel bag. I didn't need a whole lot of stuff, seeing as it would be hard to get out of the apartment, in the car, then in the plane. Not to mention doing it all again when we landed.
"You got everything?" he asked.
"Yeah," I answered. "I gave some of my stuff to Claire, just in case I or we ever come to visit."
"Alright, let's get going then." We walked out into the hallway, and I locked the door behind us. I handed the key to the owner, Hanna, at the front desk and walked out to the taxi Fabian had called.
We piled our bags in the back and climbed in the backseat. "Where you of to?" the cabbie asked.
"The airport," Fabian said.
"Alrighty, then. We're off!" the cabbie said and we drove away from the sidewalk and to the highway.
I knew that I couldn't turn back now. My future was coming at full-speed and there was no way to stop it, whether I wanted it to or not.
I knew that the farther we drove, the farther I was from my home. I leaned my head on Fabian's shoulder, out of the cabbie's view.
When we finally got to the airport, Fabian paid the cabbie and I grabbed my bags out of the trunk. Fabian grabbed his and we were off.
When we boarded the plain, I was very anxious about going back to England after all this time. I stuffed my bags in the compartment above mine and Fabian's seats and sat in the seat closest to the window.
I felt someone sit next to me. I turned my head, expecting to see Fabian, but instead seeing Ann. I kept my face calm, showing no sign of fear or worries.
"I see you're coming back to England with us," she said, her tone harsh.
"That's right," I said, staring her down. I was never one to back down.
"Okay," she said. She then leaned close and whispered to me, "Watch your back." She stood up and left to go sit somewhere behind me. Suddenly, Fabian appeared.
"Hey," he said, taking the seat next to me. One look at my face, and I knew he could tell something was wrong. "What's wrong."
"Fine," I said, facing forward. "Except for Ann."
"What about her?" he asked.
"Nothing," I said, avoiding eye contact. I didn't want him to read me. I don't know how, but it always seemed like he could read me if he looked me in the eyes. But if I didn't look him in the eyes, he still knew something was up because I wouldn't.
"Okay, something is definately wrong," he said. "What is it?"
"I already told you, nothing is wrong."
"Then why won't you look me in the eye?" I was silent. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I stared out the window. We hadn't taken off yet. "Nina, why won't you tell me? I know something's wrong, so what's the point in hiding it?"
And this is where I leave you. Did you guys see the episode tonight? And did you notice that Fabina broke up on Friday the 13th? Weird, right? I wonder if they planned it that way...
Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter! Please review?
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