Wrong Number

Chapter Nineteen:

A/N: so this is the last 'chapter' and after this I'll be posting an epilogue. Thanks so much for reading cause honestly I thought no one would read this, but I suppose you all love solangelo (just as much as me).
Enjoy the story!

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Nico fidgeted in his chair. He and Will have been dating for around three months but he hadn't brought Will home yet for a dinner or studying or just plain old hanging out. Tonight he was coming over and Bianca and Hazel were cooking up food enough for an army of 100 starving soldiers.

"Guys can I help?" he asked for the millionth time from his spot of the sofa.

Bianca walked over an apron tied around her waist. "You'll just eat everything before Will arrives," she stated, and her claim was 100% true.

"No I won't," he whined standing up and inconspicuously picking up some bread. Hazel slapped his hand away and moved the basket further from where he stood. 

Nico sat down with his phone at the end of the table and waited. "You guys really don't have to cook that much."

"We don't know his appetite," Hazel reasoned as she began washing some bowls that they had used to cook up their feast. 

"He won't eat this much," Nico told them, "I'm sure." He unlocked his phone and brought up Will's contact name.

"Sunshine?" Bianca asked reading the name Nico picked for Will. She stifled some giggles and called Hazel over to see. 

Nico hid his phone in his hands. "Go cook some more food or something," he told them shutting the phone off and hiding the name and his private messages.

"We're all done," Hazel said laughter still evident in her voice. "Now you will set the table while we get ready, seeing as you did already like three hours ago." Bianca nodded and together they disappeared up the stairs. 

He shook his head, it was only an hour ago when he started getting ready. "You know its my boyfriend that's coming over not any of yours," he said loudly so they could hear, before he got to work preparing the table.

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Will stood in front of his mirror rechecking his clothes for the third time. He straightened his shirt and ran a hand through his hair then made his way down stairs. 

"How do I look?" he asked his mom and sister who were watching some show about weddings when he came down. 

Kayla turned around on the sofa and nodded surely. "You look great," she assured him. 

His mom stood up and inspected his outfit. "Absolutely perfect honey."

"Thanks," Will said with a smile and he headed outside. He pulled out his phone and texted Nico.

I'm on my way

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I'm on my way

(Five minutes ago)

Nico panicked when he saw Will's message. "HE'S ON HIS WAY!" Nico yelled climbing up the stairs. He knocked on Bianca's door and Hazel opened it from the inside.