Confused

clothing

Npov

I look him up and down. Then I stop at his usually bright blue eyes that are a bit more dull than usual. There's hope in them.

"Please Nico? We all miss you and would live to have you back."

I take a deep breath. "No. I can't. I've finally found where I belong and I've met someone that makes me really happy..." I trail off at the end not knowing how he's going to take that.

If you look into his eyes you would've thought I shot him. "You're dating someone?"

I think for a second. "No? Maybe? I don't know. It's complicated."

Asher just so happens to come out of basically no where and knocks on the door with one hand behind his back.

"Nico? Is this a bad time? I can come back later if you'd like...?"

I move past Will, who is looking at Asher. "No you're fine Ash. What do you need?" I look up into his eyes.

He smiles at me. "I was just going to ask if you had anything planned for dinner."

I take a small glance at Will. "No I don't. I was probably just gonna find leftovers or something. Why?"

"Well you won't need to eat leftovers because I found a restaurant to go try. If you wouldn't mind of course."

I smile slightly. "No not at all."

"Good," he hands me a rose that was in the hand behind his back. "It's a date then. Be ready by 7." He winks at me. And walks off.

I sigh contently as I close the door. He messes around and does this often. I turn around to see Will in my kitchen. He's looking through my cabinets.

I walk over to him, "Will, what are you doing?"

He looks over at me and smiles slightly. "Looking for a vase."

I help him get a vase. He fills it with water, I put the flower in it, and he sets it on the counter by the window.

I look at the time to see that it's 5:30. "Shit. It's 5:30. I should probably start searching my wardrobe for decent attire and not gross stuff. Then I'll need to shower and teeth and hair. Ah."

Will looks over at me. "How much clothes do you have...?"

I grab his hand and take him to my room. I open my closet and drawers to show my thousands of pieces of clothing. He whistles.

Will heads for my closet. "Will. What are you doing? If you're gonna try and come out of the closet I think you've already done that."

He looks over at me and rolls his eyes. "I'm gonna help you so just like go get a pair of boxers cause I'm touching those crusty dusty things."

I grab a pair of boxers and sneak up behind Will and shove it in his mouth, laughing. He spits it out and looks at me with a glare. "Don't worry I just washed them."

He picks up the boxers and looks at me mischeiviously. "Don't worry this won't hurt a bit." He runs towards me as I dart out of my room.