Opposites Attract

•{Eighteen}•

•Will Solace•
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It had now been 3 months since Nico and I had our little discussion. He said that he'd think about it, but his choice didn't change. He still thought that we shouldn't tell anyone.

School's ending in about 3 or so months and I really wanted to be able to graduate with him. Together, with everyone knowing, but I guess that wouldn't be happening.

"Di'Angelo, your hair looks fine, let's go." This was about the 6th time I told him, but he disagreed.

"Almost done, Solace." I chuckled as I stared at him pouting in the mirror.

I walked towards him, grabbing his waist and pulling him back. I gently turned his face up to look at me.

"You look beautiful." I placed a quick kiss on his lips before smiling at him.

Nico flashed me his rare, but amazing smile that I loved.

"Fine. Fine, let's go." He playfully shoved me off as he stuck his tongue at me. I, once again, chuckled at him.

~After The Car Ride~

"Italian. Really?" Nico chuckled as soon as he saw it. He freaking chuckled.

"Of course." I winked at him which caused his cheeks to tint a slight pink.

"You're unbelievable." I laughed at his comment, but couldn't think of a come back.

We stepped out of my car and headed towards the little building with tons of plants on the outside. The greenery really gave the place a nice look.

The inside was even better. Vine, like plants, hung from the ceiling, almost reaching the ground.

"Do you feel at home?" I teased Nico who in return playfully elbowed me.

"Good afternoon, Gentlemen. Table for two?" The lady at the counter asked before directing us to a table in the back.

"Here are your menu's. What can I get you two to drink?" She asked once we were seated.

"Thank you. I'll get a coke and he'll get a..."

"A pepsi." Nico finished.

"A coke and a pepsi coming right up." The lady gave us a smile and wandered off.

"Okay so, would you like spaghetti, pizza, maybe macaroni's?" I asked Nico, but kept my gaze on the menu.

"Solace, you do know that not all Italian food is pasta, right?" Nico rolled his eyes at me causing me to burst into a fit of laughter.

"I know. I know. I'm just messing around. Anyways, what would you recommend I try?" At this, Nico's eyes opened up wide and bright.

"You're letting me pick your first official Italian meal!? Holy shit! Okay! This is gonna be great!" Nico's sudden burst of happiness, made the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.

I watched as Nico scanned the menu for the best option.

"Okay okay! We have to get the Risotto!" Nico shouted out, causing a few tables within earshot to look over.

I smiled at them, quickly turning back to Nico.

"Are you two ready to order?" The waitress came back, ready to take our order.

"2 Risottos please."

"Ha! Solace. Your Italian sucks." Nico commented on my supposedly bad Italian and told the waitress himself.

She looked back to me and smiled.

"The fuck is she smiling at. Because she can't fucking have you." Nico murmured, barely in a whisper.