Even The Best Fall Down Sometimes---Nico Di Angelo/Solangelo One Shots

Do You Still Care?

Hey guys! First of all, I want to say thank you so much! I'm over 200 reads and to me that really means a lot :)
Anyway, this one shot is kind of long, which is why I didn't get it published yesterday. But, here it is now so I hope you guys like it. I really wanted to do something with the song You Are My Sunshine, as I thought it would go well with this. But, it means a lot to me because it was important to me and the boy I love when we were still together, and I just couldn't write it. I'm really sorry, but hopefully sometime in the future there will be a one shot that relates to it :)
*Credits to the artist of the chapter cover art.
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Will
A loud pounding was coming from the main door off the infirmary. I glared. Gods, these campers. It was after hours for gods sakes! Muttering, I got up to answer the door. I swung it open a bit angrily, and was greeted by the sight of long, obsidian black hair that curled at the ends, and dark sparkling eyes. The subject of my best dreams and worst nightmares. Nico Di Angelo?
"Nico?" I asked, astonished.
"Hey, Will," He smirked the smirk that I had found endearing years ago, back when he had first told me he loved me. That was just about two years ago. It was also right before he told me he couldn't stand to be with me anymore...and just left. Nico looked the same as he had when he left, still with the skinny jeans, band t-shirts, and black Converse.
Nico smiled sadly.
"Remember me?" He asked. "I was wrong,"
Suddenly I was overwhelmed with anger. That little fucking asshole couldn't just come waltzing back in here after he got tired of wherever he was and expect me to be waiting for him.
"Get out," I stated.
"What?" He looked at me with a look of hurt and astonishment.
"You heard me. You can't just come back here acting like nothing ever happened. You can't just expect me to be waiting for you to come back. Not after you just fucking left," I cried, tears welling in my eyes. Nico looked heartbroken, but then shoved past me into the infirmary with a hard look in his dark eyes. He sat on the edge of a bed and traced patterns on the comforter.
"Will," He began, in the voice that always used to melt my heart. I shook my head.
"Will, just hear me out. Please," His voice broke. I said nothing, staring at him.
"Will, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. And I would understand if you never want to see me again. I just had to say this. At least try and make things right. I didn't walk away because I didn't like you. Oh gods, I loved you. I still do. It broke my heart to walk away. But that's why I did it. I was afraid, so afraid that you would leave. You were becoming my happiness, the person I fully depended on. But I knew you would leave. Everyone leaves eventually. No one wants to stay with me. And I didn't want to be the one left behind, sobbing alone at three a.m. when you left. So I left before either of us could get too attached. I left before there was a chance of us getting in too deep. Because I was afraid that you would decide you didn't love me. Will, I'm sorry." Silent tears were streaming down Nico's face now, and he was looking down at his hands, turning them over and over.
"Nico. Couldn't you see how much you hurt me? Neeks, we were already in too deep. I never would have left. You didn't have to be afraid. I wouldn't have left," My voice softened.
"I couldn't have believed that. So many people have told me that lie. I'm so sorry. Because now I realize I can't live without you. Maybe I just have to take the risk of losing you, even though I know that if you leave, you'll take my heart with you," Nico looked up at me through obsidian curls.
"Nico, I don't know if we can just go back to the way we were. You hurt me. Gods you hurt me so much. And you know what? I was the one crying alone at three a.m., Nico. Me. Not you. I fucking was," I broke off sobbing and wiped my eyes quickly.
"I have no excuse. Nothing can ever apologize enough for what I did. I understand if you hate me," Nico said, standing up to leave.
"Can't you see? Neeks, I don't hate you, I couldn't if I tried. That's the problem. Can't you see? I love you Nico," I stood in front of Nico but still kind of far away. Tears were streaming down Nico's face, but he shuffled closer to me. Suddenly he was close enough to me for me to hug him. But I didn't. I couldn't move. Nico gave me a look of such sadness that I swore I felt my heart shatter, and slowly leaned his head on my chest, his arms still at his sides. I slowly wrapped my arms around his shaking frame and breathed in the smell of his hair.