LIABILITY - WILCO SOLANGELO

Ch. 9

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WILL POV

I had let go of all inhibitions and I started my mission - Find out what was wrong with Neeks. Over the past week or so, I had started spending more time with him. I desperately needed him to trust me. Sometimes, I would see him open up a bit, mention Bianca and his Mom. Sometimes, I could tell he didn't want to talk. So I'd talk to him about anything and everything positive that happened in my day. I like to think it helped him the way it helped me. Being in the infirmary the entire day you tend to lose yourself in the negatives and the people lost but in the hour or so I spent with him, I would remember the funny moments - the best rescues and all the positives. I hoped Nico would add to the list of patients whom I save. I really couldn't lose him. It would shatter me. For me, he was more than a patient, more than a friend even. He meant more than words could say and it was beautiful, terrifyingly beautiful just like him.

However, I kept my hopes low. Yes, Nico spoke to me but I kept my distance. I know I can be too clingy. I don't want to annoy him. Ever so often, Jason and Percy would look at me and nod, sometimes asking me about Nico. They trusted me and had to save Nico. For them. For me. But most importantly for him.

NICO POV

Will was after my life. He practically baby sat me. He force fed me, followed me like a tail and ensured I attended all my classes. And the worst bit was that as annoying it was, he had this gentle cute way of doing everything that made ignoring him impossible. He also kept trying to pry into why I wore a jacket the entire time. I think he guessed, he just wanted me to prove him wrong. It broke my heart that he was right.

If anyone tried to bother me I would set skeletons on them but he was so gentle and discreet I couldn't find a reason to spite him. He never tried to force himself in my cabin like Percy and Jason. He never prodded me with questions like Hazel and Frank did. He had that charm. He could get anything he wanted from me and that was the truth. 

That's why I decided to tell him. Because he just seemed to understand. Sometimes when I wasn't up to it, he'd just sit by me and speak softly - speak of his experiences in the infirmary and the pranks of the Stoll brothers that I missed. And I loved it. It let me sit quietly without zoning out and it was peaceful. But still, those times were rare. Perhaps, he didn't want to be pushy, he didn't want to intrude in my bubble. I wanted to tell him I loved it, I loved being with him. He got me. And I knew that I had to show some sign of trust before the poor boy gave up on me. That's why when I walked up to him that evening, I was confident.

He was surprised to see me. Very surprised. That actually made me feel a little guilty. I didn't really take initiatives for hanging out often. Okay, I never took initiatives for hanging out. I held back a frown. 

I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and got ready to confess about my self harm to Will when there was a cry from Jason - "Will come fast. It's P-" Then he stopped seeing me. Will didn't spare a second in dashing after Jason and I was left wondering...