Solangelo One Shots

Broken Hearts Club

Credit to Gnash for the title, it's a good song if you haven't heard it. I usually try to come up with my own titles if the one-shot isn't based on the song but it fit the story so well I couldn't not use it.

Nico's POV

"I'm not gay." What a way to get broken up with, Nico thinks as he tilts his head back against the smooth tiling of the bathroom wall, wiping a tear off of his face. It doesn't do much more than smear the moisture across his cheek and he groans, letting his legs go out in front of him. After four months of dating, hugging, kissing, Percy finally figured out that he wasn't gay. Maybe it took dating Nico to realize. It took curling up with Nico as they watch Netflix, dancing underneath the disco ball as the homecoming dance came to a close, kissing with their bodies so close that Nico can't tell which heartbeat was his and which was Percy's for him to figure out that he didn't like any of it, anyway. They could still be friends though, Percy had suggested with a hand on Nico's shoulder, the squeeze friendly but overall lacking any sort of passion. There didn't have to be any bad feelings between them, Percy had said. And Nico had agreed to be just friends. Friends with a one-sided pining that makes his heart ache in his chest. 

The memories of after are painful, the memories of watching Percy turn away from him with a smile, slipping into the passenger seat of Annabeth's car. They were just friends, too, Percy had said, but the glitter in Percy's eyes said otherwise. It was the same glitter that Percy's eyes used to hold when he looked at Nico, the glitter that made Nico at least believe that what they had was real. He misses when that glitter belonged to him. 

The memories of after that hold even more pain because that's when the shame came and the heart-wrenching, knee-buckling sadness. He can remember the eyes that had been on his back, the whispers behind him and the desperate feeling of needing to be anywhere but out front of the school, with pity and amusement at the slight hint of drama in his eyes. And that's when he ran. He ran when Annabeth's car had pulled out of the parking lot and when he couldn't take the eyes any longer. That's when he had turned on his heel and sprinted, the eyes following him until the doors to the school had slammed behind him. He had turned corner after corner, with thoughts jostling for attention in his brain. The thought that he's never run this fast in his life, that he shouldn't be at school past two-o-five on a Friday afternoon, the thought that he already misses Percy with everything in his heart. As that thought began to take up all of his attention, the most painful one out of them all he had collapsed onto the floor of the big store in the bathroom, curling up into a ball as a sob shook his back and the tears started to flow. 

He doesn't know how long he's been on the floor for. Seconds turn to minutes turn to hours but he doesn't seem to register time anymore, not that it matters if he loses track of time. Suddenly, he has a lot more time on his hands. 

He groans when he hears the squeak of the door opening, footsteps sounding lightly against the floor. Whoever was still in the school on Friday this late after classes ended clearly hate themselves because there's no other reason to put themselves through so much torture. The footsteps draw closer to Nico's stall and he wipes another tear off of his face. He considers asking the person to leave; it isn't the politest move, but he can't deal with the thought of being asked why he's on the floor of the bathroom an hour and a half past when school ended makes his stomach flip. But when the person speaks the pain that's clogging Nico's head and pushing the tears out of his eyes clears, just a little. 

"Nico?" 

Will's POV

The breakup was clearly supposed to be made private. Twenty minutes after school ended, in the courtyard at the front of the school that people rarely give a second look. After all, Percy had never been a bad boyfriend. Just straight, apparently. Their high school isn't an entertaining place; it's a normal, cut-and-dry brick building where students do their work, make friends and rush out of the building as soon as the clock hits two-o-five. So when the hint of drama arose the vultures swooped down and converged on the scene of the breakup, creating a crowd that Will is sure neither Nico nor Percy wanted.