Why Did You Choose Me?

Your Eyes

<Will>

"Nico, have I ever told you how much I love your eyes?"

We were both in our pajamas and laying in bed.

He laughed at my comment, "Have I ever told you how cheesy you are?"

"Neeks," I stared into his eyes, "I'm serious."

"But why? They're so dark that you can barely see my pupil. It looks creepy and weird."

I chuckled, "That's why I like them. Someone once told me that the only things you should think about when falling in love, is their personality and their eyes. The eyes never change."

"You are such a dork," he chuckled.

"I like it when you laugh," I stated. He probably already knows that because I tell him that every day, yet he will never laugh in a crowd. Only around me.

"Why?"

"Because your eyes look brighter."

Nico's face turned into a sadder look.

"Stop..."

"Stop what?"

"Stop pretending that you love me," He turned so that his back was facing me, "You can break up with me any time you want."

"Nico," I hugged him in my arms, "I do love you, and I will never leave you."

Nico pushed me away, "You don't have to spit lies at me..."

And with that, he fell asleep, no longer in my arms.