Dylan's POV
Drowning. I always felt like I was drowning. Not in water but in myself.
I often found myself staring into space, lost in thoughts. I was like a shell of a person.
He was reason I was still here. He was my life raft. Pulling me to the surface and onto shore. He was my everything.
He was the light in my darkness. It was kind of funny considering that his father was Darkness. The king of the underworld, Hades.
Nico was my friend. We were close. Of course he had other friends. I didn't though, I wasn't a people person. Nico was kind of private in the sense of 'I kind my business and you mind yours.' He didn't tell people a lot about himself but he did with me. He told me his secrets and I told him mind. Except how I feel. That incessant feeling of drowning and meaningless.
He would be angry. He would probably lost off about how much I mean and try to help. I saw no gain in telling him because I don't want him to treat me any different.
We didn't need labels either. A lot of people thought we were dating. We were close and we enjoyed each other's company. Why put a label on it?
He is my everything. My will to stay alive. My happiness. I will never drown because I know he's always there I dive right in to save me.
A/N
Didn't really know how to end this
