Will's POV
I was so happy after I got off the bus that I was practically glowing. The new boy, Nico Di'Angelo did that to me. NOT IN A DIRTY WAY, ya nasties.
No, Nico made me happy. Even though he only said small words to respond to my my sentences filled with long ones, it made my heart flutter. The way he presented himself as a bad boy with all his piercings and black clothes and makeup, then giggling happily at the same time just.... I knew I had a giant crush.
While walking down the hallway I was in a daze. Nico completely clouded my mind. I stared at him back as I walked. Then I was snapped out of it.
I was paying to much attention to Nico, which caused me to trip and tumble into him. His head smashed against the combination dial and I felt myself repeating the words "I'm sorry" over and over. I felt myself pick him up and run to the nurses office. I did it all naturally, but my mind was somewhere else.
That somewhere else in my mind was a place of panic. I hurt Nico and I felt so awful I feared I might faint. But mostly, it consisted of insults towards myself.
As I thought, I completely bandaged Nico's head and cleaned the blood. I didn't realize I had done everything perfectly until I was finished.
"Will, thank you. And also, I forgive you. You look like your going to cry, I'm not going to hurt you." he muttered, looking down.
I hugged him tightly, "I know you won't hurt me... I just felt bad." I whispered, my voice something I myself can't recognize.
It was then that Nico and I became best friends. The hour that followed, sitting in that nurses office, was filled with joking and laughter. I had never been happier.
I could tell he hadn't been either.
After a while we headed to 2nd period, having missed 1rst. He walked up to the front of the classroom while I sat in my seat and stared at him.
The teacher, Mr.Apollo, looked at him and smiled. He was a fantastic teacher and seemed to like me the most. It was weird, it's like he felt bad for something. Whenever he talked to me it seemed like he was in pain. His smiles were sad. He's also has a giant ego.
Mr. Apollo smiled at Nico, "Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?" Nico sighed and nodded, turning his attention to the classroom, "I'm Nico Di'Angelo. I like black." I giggled when he said that, causing a few people to look my way.
Nico rolled his eyes at me and sat in the empty seat in front of me. Oh my gods he smells good.
Mr.Apollo started talking about how to correctly format a haiku, but I paid no attention. I couldn't with Nico being so hot in front of me. Then I drifted off to sleep.
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