So I'm at her house now and just creeping. I can hear mah friend singing in the shower and I'm bored and this is probably shit I wrote at 1am so sorry.
Also Nico_Solace this girl happens to be named Elizabeth as in a certain daughter in a certain fanfic...
I knew Will was at my door as soon as I heard the knock. Amy's voice had sealed my fate, coldest regards from all three of them.
"Nico. We need to talk." He said. "About-"
"I know what you want to talk about, but there's nothing to it." I loved you.
"Nico please," he said. "Rachat just kissed me and caught me off guard."
"Will, please just leave." Its over.
The look on his face was not anger nor pain, but regret. As if this entire thing had been his fault. It was, wasn't it? I started to doubt myself.
But before I could object and repent my actions, Will was gone. He seemed absolutely broken. Because of me. Great job, di Angelo. You hurt someone else.
Amy came in eventually looking grim. "You guys didn't make up?"
Aw shit spelled *out wrong.
"You know?"
"Well, the look on Will's face, it was obvious you two had a fight."
There it was again. The look. The tiny breaking of his spirit, my fault. "Where is he now?"
"Wish I knew. He was headed for the strawberry fields last time I checked."
IF Y'ALL DON'T REMEMBER THE STRAWBERRY FIELDS WAS WHERE SOLANGELO BECAME CANON AND WHERE THEY FIRST KISSED. ITS GOING DOWN SUGAR.
I was just about to FREAK THE FUCK OUT when Rachat came in. "Sorry for not knocking. Can Nico and I have a moment?" Amy nodded and obliged.
"Rachat, I need to ask you-" before I could get another word in, she pinned me to the wall.
"Listen. I kissed Will. He did not kiss me back. He did not get a boner. He is not remotely straight or bisexual. So you two need to be okay. Because I have caused enough shit in my life but I am NOT breaking up the cutest couple I have ever seen." She released me. "Go."
RUN NICO RUN.
"I won't be able to get there before curfew."
"Curfew be dammed. You need to kiss him."
MY FRIEND IS READING TWILIGHT ALOUD KILL MEEEEEEEEE.
"How do I get there?"
"You know."
"I'm not strong enough." Shit I sounded like Will.
GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!
And by morning I mean 12:30pm. I just woke up and now I'm writing this is bad voodoo.
"Nico di fucking Angelo. You need to get to Will."
"I can't gods dammit! We'll be lucky enough to stop him before he does something rash! How do you know he doesn't hate me?"
She stared at me, dumbfounded. "He loves you. I question if it is you that does not love him." She left, but paused at the door. "He needs you, Nico."
It was my turn to stare at the spot where she had been standing. Was she right? What if Will was right? What if he hates me? What if he loves me?
My head spun with questions. I was pointing in twenty different directions. But there was something clear.
I had to get the strawberry fields.
