It has been three days and I have heard nothing from Fabian. Literally nothing. He said he was going to call, but I didn’t even receive a text. I was quite annoyed with him for avoiding me like this, since I literally had no idea what Colton could’ve told him. Then again, I felt horrible. If what Colton told him was enough to have him avoiding me, then what the hell was really happening? It was the way he said goodbye that told me that he didn’t want to be avoiding me, but obviously what Colton said was taking a hard time on him. He kissed me, held onto me so tight as if he didn’t want to let go, and then when he did, the sadness was evident in his eyes. I desperately wanted to know what the hell Colton told him, but Fabian wouldn't return my text or calls, and Colton refused to tell me. So, I refused to talk to Colton. Simple. I decided that as long a Fabian is ghosting me, I would ghost Colton

"What the hell do you mean she just fainted?" The voices around me had been becoming clearer as I stirred awake. My head pounded, and it sounded like they were whisper shouting angrily.   "I mean she just fainted, Fabian. She was fine one minute and then-"   "I swear to God if you did something to her water I'll f**k you up." I could recognize this voice as Fabian’s. I could literally hear the venom dripping from his voice.   "I gave her bottled water, genius. And why would I hurt the one f**king human being who can stabilize your f**ked up mind?”   This was getting too much. I shuffled a little as I tried to move, but the pounding

Fabian's Pov   I watched her sleep like a freaking psychopath.    She looked so beautiful. The most angelic face I’ve ever seen was right in front of me, and I wish it will stay that way forever.    I’m aware that I may seem like a creep, just staring at her sleeping state with her lips slightly ajar and her chest rising and falling in slow breaths.    I’d done the same thing last night too. After hours of talking and cheering me up, she finally fell asleep like this in front of me. I’d watched her sleep for at least an hour before my own slumber took me whole.    Her entire presence radiated peace. And I never want to lose that. 

I’ve seen Fabian sad before. But this?  This was far from sad.  He seemed so torn apart. He wouldn’t even meet my gaze. He seems afraid to look at me, and that sort of hurts my feelings.  Does he think that I will blame him for what happened?  Yes, I felt a nudge of pain that he could’ve done something, but his mind was obviously not in the right place.  If it was, then that girl would’ve been alive today. I could see it in his eyes. He actually wants to go back to that day to fix it. It pains me to see him like this. But it is what it is now. I just need to help him realize that.  I held onto his cheek and guided his gaze to mine, but even then he let his eyes d

“Hey Paris. It’s Anastasia. There’s something I need to tell you. So, don’t be mad, I know we haven’t had our day out yet, but I have bad news.”  She laughed a little after saying that, but I could hear the pain in her voice.  “I’m moving back home to America. I know there couldn’t be a worse timing for this, but I came to England to get a fresh start. There was so much happening at home before I moved, but I found that running away probably wasn’t the most ideal thing to do.” She sighed deeply and silence followed for a while, that I almost thought that the message was over. But I was