I do not own the characters. Just the plot.

Oh, my poor nervous Nico!

I hope you enjoy Chapter 6 of Melody of the Heart!

Recap:

"Well, for the longest time it was this pianist. Lately, though, I have been obsessing over an Italian piano and violinist duo, named Melodia."

I choke on my steaming coffee, I started coughing.

'Holy Hades, does he know? What do I do?

Nico

I try and stop my cough by talking,

"I didn't think you were a violin person. That's cool. I have been liking Yiruma a lot lately."

'So, I have decided to play dumb, okay I can do this.'

"Wow, really I like Yiruma too, defiantly top five. Yeah, I don't know, just lately the violin has piqued my interest…"

Will rambles on for a little while, and the second I think I am in the clear

"…what instrument do you play?"

"I don't play anything." I quickly let the words slip from my mouth. A lie.

"Really? You have the air of a musician." Will leaned closer, with every word.

"When I played, I wasn't anything amazing. I can't play anymore." I feel my body closing in on itself like I am trying to shield myself, from his questions.

"Why not?"

'There it is, where it always starts going downhill.'

"I'd rather not talk about it, right now. Why don't we go back to our game?"

'Wow di Angelo, denial is going to work great.'

"Okay. It's your turn di, Angelo."

Will smiles at me, but I can see the curiosity in his eyes.

We played his game for hours until the barista comes over and said that they are closing.

'Closing? What time is it?'

I look down at my watch, it read ten-fifty-five, holy crap!

We quickly grab our stuff and walk into the chilly night air.

"Hey Nico if it's not too late, do you want to go somewhere else?"

I feel my heart skip a beat, unconsciously a smile grows on my face.

"Sure. Where do you want to go?"

A devilish smirk takes over Will's lips.

"Do you trust me, di Angelo?"

I look at him for a solid minute, his messy golden locks, a smile that would make a god jealous, and blue eyes that reflect the headlights from cars as they pass by.

"I trust you, Will."

I feel Will wrap his warm hand gently around my own and start to pull me along behind him. I really don't care where we are going, all I care about is the electric sparks flowing up my arm from where our hands connect.

We finally stop at a short stone bridge. It has beautiful, with red leaves covering the old stone, there is a beautiful orange tree behind Will, it makes him look like fire. I just can't stop staring at him, his nose and cheeks are pink from the autumn chill. His sky-blue eyes piercing through me in the dark of the night.

I know that I am starting to long, so I tear my eyes away from him. Instead, I try and focus on the small river, it looks almost silver in the moonlight, I lean over the ledge to get a better look. I can feel Will get closer to me, when I turn to look at him he is mere inches away, just staring at me.

"Will?"

My voice cracks a little, he smiles at me. Even though it is the night his smile is as bright as the sun. He very quietly says,

"You're the kind of pretty people write songs about di Angelo."

I feel my face flush a deep crimson, which only makes him smile wider.

"That Solace is the cheesiest thing anybody has ever said."

I stutter out. 'What is he thinking? I'm not pretty.'

"Well Nico, as a musician, can I write a song about you?"

"You want to write a song about me? Me? I cannot be that interesting."

'What is he talking about? Nobody would listen to that song; it would be terrible! I cannot think of anybody that would possibly want to hear a song about me.'

"Will you do realize as a musician you want people to like your songs, right?"

"Nico trust me everybody would love that song. Oh, I have a great idea, I should add violin to it. You have a violin feel to you."

'What is happening? He is all over the place. Does a violin feel? How does he know?!'

"Nico?"

I look up and he is still smiling but a hint of worry is in his eyes.

"Yes Will?"

"Would it be okay if I held your hand again?"

He really is all over the place. I look into his eyes letting everything else around us fade away. He looks excited and wary. Instead of giving him a verbal answer I gently grab his hand. It is so warm and sends more sparks up my arm.

It feels nice.

He looks happy with my answer and starts walking, I walk hand-in-hand with him.

We walk for what feels like hours and minutes, at the same time. I am content, wishing we could just stay here forever, among the colorful leaves and soft wind.

Eventually, we reach the edge of central park, the streets are empty here. It is just our shadows in the yellow light of the lamp post.

'I know I should be getting home but I don't want to leave just yet.'

I feel Wills hand leave mine, I look over at him. He moves his hand up to my face and rubs my cheek a little with his thumb. He moves closer until he is just inches from me. I feel him lean down gently, then he is pressing his lips on mine. It is soft and gentle, like a warm blanket covering my body. It feels earth-shattering, I never want it to end, or to say goodnight. Alas, everything must come to an end. Will backs up enough so that I can look into his eyes, I can still feel his breath on my face.

"Goodnight Nico."

His voice is soft and encompassing, and now I really don't want to go home. He places another kiss on my nose, then smiles and backs away.

"Goodnight Will."

He turns around and starts walking away, I look after him. He turns around once, and god I just wanted to run and tackle him to the ground. I better head home because right now I really need a cold shower.

I feign innocence!

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HerosHeart