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Will could perceive his careless desire to see Nico, like he craved his attention and affection.

He left his yellow sheet in the book after hours of brooding over it, imagining everything that could go wrong if Nico read it.
Would Nico be that kind of person?

Will's heart was racing in the morning, during all his classes he stood by the window, looking around outside.

It was raining, the sky seemed angry. He played with the rain drops, making them race against each other. This helped him distract himself.

He didn't want to discuss with anyone, just to be alone and get lost in his own thoughts.
In a few hours Nico would have read his letter and he was not ready to hear his reaction.
If he had the possibility, of course.
Knowing about what he wrote down, did not reassured him.
He basically confessed.
If he even thought about it, the butterflies in his stomach wouldn't let him in peace.

Will talked about this matter to a friend of his. Her name was Kayla and she knew all Will's concerns, he could trust her. She was the first person to whom Will's came out, she was there from the beginning.

<<Tell him, Will. I think he likes you too.>>

Will had explained her everything, he couldn't stop talking about Nico actually.

<<What if he repudiates me? I could never stand that.>>
Will's anxious soul could not help him ratiocinate.

<<He won't! Trust me.>>
Will trusted her. Just not this time.

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