NICO
Everything feels a little too good. I'm sleeping better than I have in years; there's no life-threatening thing to worry about; Will is understanding.
I wake up at a relatively normal hour. Get changed, ready for the day. I step outside and my ears start ringing. I feel a tugging to the ground.
I black out.
When I come to, I'm in the infirmary. Will is standing above me, head tilted.
'Hey.' He says, 'how'd you feel?'
'What happened?' I ask, trying to sit up.
'I'm not sure.' He says, 'it's not medical.'
'What does that mean?'
'It means there's nothing technically wrong with you.' He says. I hear a faint voice, and turn towards it. Another one somewhere else, 'Nico?' Will asks, 'Hey, what's going on?'
'What?'
'You seem distracted.' He offers.
'Fine. I'm fine.' I say. Voices ringing out around me, 'I need to go. I need to...' I trail off, standing up and leaving the infirmary without any further explanation.
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Will and Nico
FanfictionTaking it back to the roots. Your classic slow burn take on solangelo. Enjoy x (A stand-alone story)
