Trauma [Solangelo]

This won't work

This is by far one of my favorite Solanglo Fanarts!!! It is by cookiecreation

Nico POV

Last night with Hazel was so much fun. I could finally experience the childhood that was wrongly stolen from me. I loved Hazel so much even though she could be really annoying.

"See you after school," I told Hazel while splitting up from her in the school hallway to go to my locker.

I twisted the lock and opened the door. The school gave me the locker code. It was 666. Everyone thinks I was sent by the devil. But I think they're all just stupid assholes.

I put some books in the locker and took out math ones for my next class.

"Umm hey," a voice greeted me.

I turned around to a freckled blonde grinning at me. At this point, I was late to class and the halls were clear.

I tried my best to hide my blush, but I don't think I succeeded.

"So about yesterday......... Look I don't want things to be awkward between us. I really like you and I hope you like me back?" He said more or less like a question.

"Yeah, I like you. But this can't work," I spat and walked away. A warm hand grasped my shoulder and turned me around.

"What do you mean this won't work?"

"You and me. You're the popular one that everyone loves and I'm just the creep that was supposedly sent by the devil. It's simple. We could never be in a relationship." I said the statement like it was obvious.

"But—but?"

"I gotta get to class," I said before walking to math. And this time, he let me leave.

"Mr. Di Angelo! How nice for you to finally join us. Do you mind telling us why you're late?"

"Yes. Actually, I do mind," I replied with a smirk. Mr. Mo just glared at me before continuing class.

I plucked in some air pod pros and began blasting NF into my ears. I didn't need to pay attention because I already knew what we were learning. I know what you're gonna say. Nico's smart? Because yes actually, I am. I have A's in every class with not a single A-. So you could call me a book-smart genius if you wanted to.

I sat down in my usual corner seat and was pleased to see that the chair next to me was unoccupied. I loved when there was no one next to me.

About ten seconds went by before an out-of-breath blond entered the classroom.

"Shit," I mumbled under my breath. How could I forget that we had math together? Ugh, I'm so stupid! I mentally chided myself.

Mr. Mo eyed Will wearily before continuing his pointless teaching. Why didn't he chastise Will for being late to class? Life is so rigged.

Will searched the classroom for an empty seat when I realized that the only unoccupied seat was the one next to me. I mentally screamed.

He slowly walked over and sat down. I could feel his eyes on me and I resisted every urge to sneak a glance at his beautiful, handsome, perfect jaw-lined face.

I continued to listen to my music for a few minutes until it suddenly stopped. I checked both my ears to make sure my air pods were still in place and surely enough, my right one was missing.

I finally stole a glance at Will and discovered that my airpod was in his hand.

"I can't just let this slide, Nico."

"Well, we can't talk about it now where everyone can hear us!" I practically shouted and all eyes pinned on me.

"Is something wrong?" Mr. Mo asked.

"No," both Will and I answered in unison and he continued teaching.

"But we need to talk about it at some time!" Will whispered-yelled.

I mumbled, "You're so difficult" in Greek.

"I am not," he retorted.

"Yes, you are. You keep ask--...... wait, you know Greek?" I asked perplexed.

This was a very weird and abrupt ending for this chapter but I'm just gonna go with it. The next chapter will start right where this one ended off. Please vote!!

And remember to answer this chapter's question.

Q: What is your favorite day of the week and/or why?

A: Thursday because I like the name of it and because it's the day before Friday and it gives me a chance to look forward to the weekend.

Toodles,
Kat😽

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