Open He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

[Nixon Mercury]

Underneath feeling relieved he no longer needed to run around the castle, Nixon also felt conflicted when his rose deliveries were completed for the day. After returning his bucket and going to his dorm to retrieve the roses he received earlier, he made his way outside to get some fresh air and clear his head. The pink rose in particular sent by a secret admirer had him in a loop of confusion and he wanted to figure it out, sitting down by the lake and twirling the rose in his hand as he looked over it. When he first read the note with it, his mind immediately thought the admirer was Liam, but as the day unfolded and he had more time to think about it, he wondered if it was sent by Liam after all, and most importantly what he should do about it whether it was from Liam or not. He had never had a secret admirer before, heck, he never thought anyone would want to admire him from afar in the same way he did with so many other people. In his own eyes he was a last resort, a loner with with nothing to offer and not near attractive enough to warrant anyone liking him back, and over time this was becoming more obvious to him. So the notion that there was someone that admired him, although in secret, wasn't something he thought was in his realm of possibilities.​

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Not knowing what else to do, Nixon brought his free hand to the rose and began to slowly pluck each petal from it, absent mindedly muttering to himself. "He loves me, he loves me not." It was a cheesy thing to do and he knew it, and it wasn't like the rose's petals would answer his many questions and tell him something he didn't already know. However the action of removing each petal as something to occupy his hands while he processed his thoughts was proving to be helpful, a small calmness he could find amidst confusion he was feeling.​

 

[Liam Waldgrave]

Liam was so confused about the rose het got from Nixon. A girl actually read it for him almost. She had read the note and so it seemed that she wanted to know something about Liam. But the girl thought so differently, he didn't cared. He had an relationship with Athena, what a relationship even ment. He liked Athena, but he liked others girls too. If she was okay with that he was too. Athena was his girlfriend and Liam actually never thought he would be a boyfriend and in one relationship but here he was. Athena had won him over. Liam went looking for Nixon his best buddy because he wanted an explanation for the rose. It was so out of the open? Perhaps someone else had send it as a joke? Liam hoped that would be the case, because he had no feelings for Nixon or a boy at all! He found himself searching outside and asked some students if they had seen the accio photographer. By that Nixon became more known it seemed. When he finally saw some familliar face he noticed him walking by himself and Liam sighted for a moment. He liked the broship he had with Nixon. He was his best mate, and wingman. And he liked to keep it that way. '' Nixon!?'' Liam called out. And walked closer to him. '' Do you have a moment?'' Liam asked the boy. But what would he possible had to do? He was here by himself.