Opposites Attract

•{Fifteen}•

•Nico Di'Angelo•
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Will and I pulled away from the sweet and tender kiss after a few seconds. My cheeks burned and I knew they were probably the color of a cherry.

"So, what does that mean..?" I whispered to Will. My gaze stayed glued to the floor, not wanting to make eye contact and ruin the moment.

Will's hand grabbed my chin, making me look into his eyes.

"It means that I like you, Di'Angelo." He smirked, letting go of my chin.

"Oh..." Was all I managed to let out.

"Nico!" Daya was still shouting behind me, but we tried our best to ignore her.

"We should talk later." Will finally said, rubbing his neck as he stared at Daya behind me.

"Y-yeah." I stuttered out. He flashed his classic grin at me before turning and heading inside like the rest of the football team had done.

"Nico! What the hell!" Daya continued to shout.

"What the fuck do you want!?" I shouted back, way too annoyed to even care. This is exactly why I don't have friends.

"Have you just been pretending to like me?" She asked as if I had liked her. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Daya." I began before sighing again. "I'm gay. I never liked you like that. And even if I did, you're 14. I'm 17." I stated in a tone that definitely showed how little I cared.

"Fuck you!" Daya slapped my face, leaving a burning feeling on my cheek. How nice.

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I sighed, walking out of the stands and heading to the front of the school.

I checked the time on my phone, reading '8:37." That would explain the darkness in the sky.

Several street lights were on, illuminating the darkness of the streets.

I began walking out of the school, hoping to get home before 11.

"Need a ride!?" A voice shouted behind me, causing me to turn around.

"Solace." I simply said. He stopped right in front of me, motioning for me to get in. I hauled myself into his car, shutting the door and putting my seatbelt on.

"Thanks," I mumbled. The events that took place a few minutes ago began replaying in my head, causing me to blush.

"Wait, this isn't the way to my house." I sat up on the seat.

"I know. There's no way I'm taking you back there." He kept his hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road.

"Solace-" I began to protest but was cut off.

"I'm not bringing you there and that's final, Di'Angelo." I sighed at his comment but decided against protesting. I was going to be in so much trouble when I got back home.

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The car ride was silent the entire time, until a few minutes before we reached his house.

"The doctors told me that a blondie visited me every single day.." I whispered, hoping he hadn't heard me.

"Of course. I was worried sick. The second school ended, I drove there like a maniac. It's a surprise that I didn't get into a car crash!" I noticed his grip on the steering wheel get tighter.

"Don't say shit like that." Was all I could say.

"Sorry... I-I was just really fucking worried." He sighed. Him? Worried about m-me?