(A/N) I don't know what happened with this. I swear, the original draft was beautiful before I edited it after not sleeping for two days. So sorry for any cringe material. (I was weak, I was awake.)

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~~AU~~

*scratch tape*

*freeze frame*

Yup, that's me! Will Solace, the blond haired, highly freckled teen, curently topping Nico di Angelo in a very heated makeout session. (Holy fucks, he tastes good.)

I don't know how it started. I don't know where it began or how it came to be. But Nico di fucking Angelo is in my car, making out with me in the backseat.

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I'm not sure why, but deciding to drive to the nearest gas station for a bag of chips, two Snickers, and a Twix bar.

Getting in and out of there was quick, leaving no room for awkward conversation between me and other customers.

As I approached my car, I couldn't help notice a worried face standing next to it. I knew the person, so I wasn't worried they were up for thievery. But I was worried when we made eye contact.

This was Nico di Angelo. The boy who lived across the hallway from me. I'd had a crush on him for quite some time now. He was just so mysterious, I couldn't help but develop one.

He came jogging up to me, a faint blush across his cheeks and still having a worried expression. I stood a bit frozen as he came to a full stop in front of me. We'd been friends for a while, but whenever we met, my posture was always planned.

"Will?" He asked, seeing how wide my eyes were. I felt heat rush to my face.

"Hi!" I chirped. My voice cracked a little like I had just started going through puberty.

"Would you mind giving me a lift?" He asked. "My car's broken down and needs a mechanic."

"Sure." I had nothing else to do today, so it was pretty much the perfect time filler. And I got to hang out with Nico, so there's bonus points.

I glanced down awkwardly at my arms full of snacks. "Want some sugary shit?"

Nico smiled. "Hell yeah."

We hopped in the car, Nico taking the passenger's seat. The engine roared to life and Nico crunched down on a Snickers. The bag of chips rested between us, and I tried to control how many chips I got so the bag would be some-what evenly split.

"So, where's the nearest mechanic at?" I asked as we exited the parking lot.

"It's... er... it's a bit far," he seemed a little sheepish. "On Western Avenue."

"It's fine. You're a great person to be around." Nico lit up a bit.

"Like... like a Best Friend T-M?" He asked. Well, now I know for sure he uses Tumblr. And I just got friendzoned. Sure, it hurt, but his body, his rules.

I took in a deep breath. "Sure." Nico smiled like he would never smile again. Apperently friendship was something he rarely experienced. I guess that made me want to do as much as possible to keep his friendship?

"Turn left now," the GPS instructed as I turned on to the highway.

Nico mumbled some gibberish. He was bored. I was the host, so I had to think of conversation. But my social skills weren't very high.

"Wanna play Questions?" He asked, reliving me on my mental game search. Questions was a game like Twenty Questions, but it wasn't limited or expected to reach twenty.

"A'ight. You start."