A Battle For Love

Nico//four

Did I like Will? He certainly is...attractive? Is that even the right word to describe Will Solace? The son of Apollo with golden locks that make me want to run my fingers through. And his blue eyes that can make me mesmerized the second they lock with mine. Not to mention his laugh. It shoots tingles up my spine and makes my knees wobble even when I'm sitting.

But it's not just his looks or laughs. He's one of the first people not from the seven and Reyna and Coach Hedge, who liked me. Will actually tried to be my friend and didn't stop at my first threat. He gets concerned about me. He wants me to be happy. He doesn't push me where I don't want to go. But he's also persistent and stubborn; he never backed off when I gave him my glares or threats. Will just laughed and went ahead and touched me.

I was laying in bed waiting for Will to return with some breakfast since I promised to eat more. Jason had come in but I zoned him out. Should I confide in him about Will helping me out of the coma? What if Will walks in a hears? Sure I like him but I also like our friendship, kind of. I don't want to scare him away with a silly crush. Oh well.

"Um, Jason? Do you... I-if you were in a coma and you heard Piper's voice-all powers and charmspeak aside-would you find it weird that just hearing her voice helped you out of that coma?" I cut him off in mid-sentence.

His electric blue eye bore into mine before a smiles a little.  "Uh, I don't think so. I love Piper so it wouldn't be weird. She always helps me out of bad situations. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, uh n-no reason." I look away from his face and down at the little fray from the blanket and twist it around my finger.

"Is it about a certain Apollo boy?" My head snaps up to see Jason wriggling his eyebrows, making his glasses slip a little.

A blush creeps into my face. There's no point to lying to Jason. He already knows both of my secrets. "Erm, maybe?" I peek a look over to Jason to see him nodding his head, like he knew it all along.

We were quiet for a little bit. I was just enjoying it because Will was right last night. After I got out of my coma, I felt like a kid with a sugar rush. I laughed more last night with Will than I ever did in my entire existence. It was nice. But then, right around midnight, I was exhausted and tired and my whole body hurt. I felt like I could sleep forever.

"Will likes you!"

I whip my head to look up at Jason. Did he seriously...What did he say because I don't think I heard him correctly. Jason stood up abruptly with his hands over his mouth. Probably so he won't blurt anymore stuff out. "W-what?"

Jason shook his head frantically, "Nothing! Just don't be afraid of your emotions, di Angelo! Always carpe diem." Then he just walked away quickly.

Will liked me? Well I already knew that he liked me. As a friend though. That had to be what Jason meant. But then last night at the beach he moved a piece of hair from my face. And blushed! Well, I blushed, too, but I know why I did. Why would Will blush if he didn't like me.

Ugh, this feeling thing is so hard.

Just then, I was saved from these swirling emotions by a crash. "Oh crap." Someone muttered. It must've been Will. He'd be the only one at the infirmary seeing that I was the only patient.

I throw the blanket off me and walked over the the bed curtains. I pushed them back to see Will crouched down picking up tiny bits of food and shattered plates pieces. I rushed over to help him. "What happened?" I laugh, while picking up a piece of bacon covered in oatmeal.

"I, um I dropped the food." Will stutters, scrambling to grab all the glass shards.

I chuckle, "Yeah, I could tell that." I reached for a pretty big shard when Will's hand connected with mine. I looked up to see Will a little bit too close to my face. Without thinking, I intertwined our fingers. I didn't even blush because it felt so natural and good. Will looked right into my eyes and I gulped. He pushed some hair behind my ear; I'll need to cut it sometime soon.

Will broke our gaze and looked down at my lips. I did the same and leaned in a little. This was it! We were going to kiss. I tilted my head, so ready for this kiss when red lights flashed in my head. I didn't know how to kiss! I couldn't kiss him with my amateur lips. With all my willpower, I pull back and cough awkwardly. Will's eyes popped open and disappointment clouded them.

I wanted to cry. I didn't want Will to be sad because of me. But he was and I was the cause of it. Without words, we finished cleaning up and Will went and threw everything thing away. I went to my bed and wanted to melt under the covers. But what good would that do? It would only make Will sadder. Before he could come in here and ask questions, I flopped onto my side and closed my eyes.

"Buenas tardes!" Someone yelled. I grumble and pull the covers over my head. For one, I was tired. Two, that doesn't sound like Will. Three, it's bright. Four, since it doesn't sound like Will, therefore it's not.

My pounding heart slowed down and my stomach dropped. Will didn't like me. He's disgusted by me. Why would Jason tell me something he knew that I care so much but it ends up false? Well, the next time I see that under grown lightening bolt all his spark will be gone.

"Nico di Angelo!" The voice boomed. Maybe if I play dead it'll go away. "I'm not going away." It singsonged right into my ear.

I groan and swipe my hand, hoping I would hit whoever it is. My hand caught on something and it clattered to the ground. "Who are you and why are you bothering me?" I ask not removing the blanket from my head.

"I'm," he started and jumped on my bed, "Joey, and I'm taking care of you the rest of today." His voice was too cheery.

"Why?"

"Will came down with a stomach ache or something." Yeah, or something. "You hungry or something? Wanna take a walk, stretch your legs?"

I was hungry. I didn't get breakfast that morning and I probably slept for a few hours. But before I could speak, my stomach did for me. Joey laughed and jogged out of the room to get food, I guess. I look around the room and see what I knocked from Joey's hand: a freaking megaphone. I'd blow it in Joey's face when he comes back but it might make him drop the food.

Don't want that to happen.

"I brought sandwiches so we could eat and take a walk. I am such a genius." Joey smiles to himself as he walks up to my bed.

"And here I was thinking you were an idiot." I mumble and hop off the bed.

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Man guys, I thought yesterday was Tuesday. You don't how disappointed I felt. And yeah this isn't a long chapter or a double update but I'm planning on updating on Friday.

School has been draining me of energy because I have to get up at five every morning then go deal with idiots. And I hate my English class this year! Mostly the teacher but I just wish we were doing something different than what we are.

Anyway, I'm done with my school problems. Well not really, but I'm not gonna rant to y'all. Vote and comment for a cute and jealous Will chapter next!