My One Shots (boyxboy)

Solangelo-Relationships

Nico's pov

It happened within months of us being friends. He frustrated me to no end, and somehow drew me out into the world so that I had more friends. But none beat him. Didn't take long for me to realise why, tried to change it, didn't work. So I accepted, then a year into my grudging acceptance, it happened.

I was waiting in the Infirmary for Will to finally return from his Mom's. The Camp was starting back up from the summer and I was beyond excited. I haven't seen Will in months. It really made me realise just how much I actually like him.

Then he appears at the door, just as I knew he would. I start to smile, but then I see the girl by his side. Someone I have never seen before, her side lined with his, him looking at her all sappey, giving her that freaking smile of his. Not again, I think to myself as I watch them and the familiar sinking feeling settles in. My stomach contorts as he kisses her and she giggles sickeningly cute.

Jet black hair, average height, grey eyes and cream skin. To me she's just a girl. I pray to all the gods that this one isn't nice like Annabeth, that way hating her would be so much easier.

Will spots me before I can quietly melt into the shadows like I do so skillfully now. His whole face seems to brighten and my knees go weak. Schist, I despise that look. He bounds on over, Will-stealer in tow. "Nico!" He yells out cheerfully, "This is Octavia, my girlfriend." He grins.

"I figured." I say flatly.

He doesn't notice, "She saved my life, Death Boy," He tells me with wide eyes. And the nickname is back. "She's a daughter of Persephone. So she could see the monsters and helped me out." He tells me happily.

That catches my attetion. Persephone? As in my Dad's wife? Oh, this is just brilliant.

"Persephone, really?" I ask her to be polite, but I'm really scanning her to see if they look alike. They don't. Bet I've seen her mother more then she has.

She gives me a small smile. Please don't be nice, please don't be nice. "Yeah, which parent is it for you?"

I can feel a snarl building, still not used to the whole touchy-feely. Luckily Will whispers something to her and her eyes widen, looking at me with new found fear. I start to smirk, but then Will scoffs, "Don't worry, Octavia, Nico is harmless."

I snort, "To you, Sunshine."

Will smiles and I can't help but smile back. I'm never getting out of this crush, I think sullenly to.myself.

That was a year ago. Now I trudge my way to the Infirmary, the very place I was broken for the third time, the first being Bianca and the second Percy. But when I walk in the place seems to be more subdued. I frown, usually the place- depressing as it should be- was bursting with laughter and jokes. The doctors way to cheer up their patients.

"Nick," I call to the nearest son of Apollo, "Where's Will?"

I expect him to say out with Octavia, but he simply gestures dejectedly to the back. With an increasing feeling that something is terribly wrong I go to the back. The further in I go the more depressing the place seems. Then I find Will and the feeling of sadness wafting in the air is answered. Will is sad, no, Will is devasted.

As I approach, I notice that all he's doing is staring at the wall with a blank look. That scares me. Will should always be full of life. He's Will. I gently touch his shoulder and he startles. "Oh, hey Nico,"

He used my name. Not good. He's only ever used my name when it's urgent, when he's too excited to think and when- in the rare moments- he loses a patient. But I've never seen Will so defeated, it makes me feel like someone is actually tearing apart my insides.