What If Three Days Meant Forever?

Being in Love

Nico POV

Love.

A feeling I thought I would never feel again when Bianca died. After all, she was the only one who actually cared about me.

If you don't know what it feels like to be in love, you're missing out. I've been trying to think of ways to describe the euphoric bubble that I've been in since actually out and admitting that I love someone romantically and I honestly don't know how some people put it into words without bursting into a pile of smiles, heart eyes, and giggles.

It's like a beautiful garden of pomegranates that never grows old and never goes out of season.

It's like the euphoria when after years and years of trying to scribble down a picture that perfectly depicts who you are and what you stand for, you finally get it just right.

It's like getting a pet and wanting to hold it close and out of harms way because you know that a pet's life does not last forever, so you're going to make the most of it while you can.

Strangely enough, it's like a disease that slowly claws its way through your veins and nervous system until it finally gets to your heart and you realize immediately that something is wonderfully wrong, and that it has been for longer than you are willing to admit.

It's like falling for forever and suddenly, there's someone there to catch you.

You

You'd never imagined that someone could care about you, much less fall in love but now that it's happened, you drown in the bliss. You love.

For a moment even, that tiny voice in the back of your mind, dulls to an inaudible whisper, so that even the thought of the risk doesn't scare you anymore.

The scary, scary thought that you are willing to die for the person you love most in this world, and you welcome that fact with open arms, just as I do Will, in hopes to snuggle closer and absorb his warmth.

Or the bed sheets.

I try to rub the sleep out of my eyes before squinting them open at the bed that's for some reason devoid of any Will. The spot where he was is still sort of warm so he couldn't have left too long ago.

"Hey, did I wake you?" I hear Will whisper from the bathroom doorway as he strolls over. I shake my head as he looks over to the other bed. "Where is Cecil?" He mutters, scrunching his eyebrows while scratching at his head lightly.

"Maybe he went to the bathroom in the hall?" I offer lightly.

"He never came to the room last night."

"He could be staying in another room cause he saw us." Will nods slowly before turning his attention back to me with a sleepy smile.

"Are you sure I didn't wake you?"

I nod my head with a smile. "I just noticed you weren't there, that's all."

"So, I woke you." He concludes.

"Shut up." I say, attempting a glare as he grins back at me.

"Let's go back to sleep." He says before kissing my cheek and shimmying under the covers next to me. "Goodnight." I rewrap my arms around his chest comfortably and get ready to fall asleep once more to the sound of his heart beat. "I love you." He mutters sleepily.

"I love you." I reply, nuzzling my face into his shoulder.

Yes, this is love.

And I'm ready for every bit of it.

***

When I wake up again, the sun is pouring in through the window while Will and I remain tangled together in the sheets. The door opens and Monique barges in with Abby standing in the doorway a little shyly.