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Slowing reposting some stories... I will be editing this as I repost and this will be rated T, not M like before.
Annabeth Chase a Senior at NYU meets Peter a successful songwriter and hits it off with him right away. What happens when Peter turns out to be Percy Jackson the multi platinum recording artist? All Human, OOC, Citrus
You Found Me
Chapter One: Meeting
Belief (Stripped Version)- Gavin Degraw
Just a Kiss- Lady Antebellum
Back to December- Taylor Swift
Percy was walking toward Central Park sporting his usual disguise. A baseball cap covering his dark hair while his bright and highly noticeable green eyes were covered by dull brown contacts. He sighed as he pulled his phone out and noticed the ten missed calls from his manager Grover.
He probably needed to text him and let him know he was alive. Percy had basically ran out of the recording studio after the hundredth argument between his producer and bandleader. They had been in the studio since he got back to New York from his world tour and he desperately needed a break.
He tapped the message app with his thumb and started tapping away at the keyboard letting Grover know he was okay and really just needed a break. Grover was quick to respond telling him to take the rest of the day off, Percy smiled - genuinely happy that he could relax. He had been on tour for three months and was doing the last of his concerts in a week at Madison Square Garden.
Percy walked into the nearest Starbucks and quickly ordered a Venti Vanilla Bean Frap with a triple shot. The barista looked at him like she recognized him but shook her head when she saw the brown eyes.
He smirked, the brown contacts always worked. Before he left he winked at the barista and flashed his trident tattoo on his wrist. Her eyes widened and she gasped but didn't rat him out as he tipped his head at her and walked out of the door with his drink in hand.
When he walked into Central Park and sat down on the nearest bench and took a sip of his drink as he looked around at scenery. New York was so beautiful during this time of the year, the way the trees were turning from green to yellow then orange was absolutely breathtaking.
Before Percy had gotten his ticket to fame he use to come out here to write music and play his guitar, some of his top forty hits were a product of that time. He leaned back and looked around at all of the people walking, the runners who were getting their afternoon jog in, the business men and women on their lunch break, the parents who had children and the various couples.
Percy smiled at all of the normalcy going on around him, he had never wished that he could be normal again- he loved his life, writing and playing music was his thing but sometimes he needed to be on the other side. He needed to see how people still acted in the real world. Percy smiled as he watched a girl around his age sing silently and dance to whatever song was on her iPod.
He laughed as he recognized the words she silently mouthed, she was listening to one of his older songs- one that he wrote here in Central Park. She stopped at the bench he was sitting at and sat down at the opposite end, she pulled her headphones out but Percy could still hear the music blaring through the speakers.
She pulled out her phone and stopped the music and started tapping on her cell phone, her fingers flying across the touch screen keyboard. He watched her sigh and look up and around at her surroundings, her eyes widening when she saw Percy sitting on the opposite end as her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize anyone was sitting here." The girl said.
Percy smiled and pointed at her phone, "It's okay, I think you were a bit distracted."
She laughed, "Oh! Yeah, sorry... I like to listen to my music a little too loud."
Percy chuckled, "Me too, you have interesting music choices though."
The girl laughed, her unique grey eyes lighting up, "I don't really like Percy Jackson that much, just that one song really. My best friend is dragging me to his concert Saturday night because she won tickets from a radio show. So, I figured I should get caught up on his music."
Percy nodded remembering the meet and greet he would have after his concert, "That's probably a good idea," He laughed, "You wouldn't want to be upstaged by all the twelve year olds who will know every word."
The girl laughed loudly as Percy took another sip of his drink. "You're probably right."
Percy looked over at her, "I didn't peg you as the pop music type."
She smirked, "You can't peg someone you don't know."
Percy raised an eyebrow, "Touché."
She held out her hand, "Annabeth." Percy smiled and took her hand in his, reveling for a second at the softness of it. It had been quite some time since he'd had contact with the opposite sex.
"Pe- Peter, My name is Peter." Annabeth raised an eyebrow but returned the handshake.
"Well, Peter it's been nice but I have to go meet my friend Thalia. We're buying new outfits for the concert." She frowned.
Percy laughed truly intrigued by this girl and her fiery grey eyes. Annabeth got up and went to put her headphones back in, he got up and stood in front of her. Annabeth tilted her head to the side and looked up at him, a questioning gaze.
Percy chuckled, "I'm going to be here tomorrow at this time, wanna join me?"
Annabeth looked at him for a moment longer as the breeze picked up and blew her hair in front of her eyes. Percy reached out and tucked the loose strand of her hair behind her ears, Annabeth gasped when she felt his fingers graze the skin on her cheek.
She quickly recovered, "Only if you bring me a Grande Caramel Macchiato."
He laughed, "Deal."
Annabeth walked around him and turned around walking backwards, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
Percy turned around and held his drink up, "Until tomorrow."
Annabeth laughed and turned around as she put her iPod speakers into her ear again. Percy stood there for a minute longer watching her walk away, he smiled to himself and then shook his head. Today was definitely turning out to be better than he expected it to be.
Percy turned around and started walking toward the recording studio to grab his acoustic guitar, he felt like playing and maybe even a little writing. He walked in and saw that everyone had left except for Nico who was playing around on the Piano.
"Dude, where'd you go?" Nico asked when Percy walked into the sound booth.
Percy went over to his guitar, "I went out, I needed to get away from you and Luke. You guys were killing me with the arguing."
Nico nodded, "That explains the hat and contacts."
Percy had forgotten he was still wearing the contacts. "I'm just here to get my guitar then I'm going home, I might do some writing tonight."
Nico smiled as he played a slow beat on the piano, "That's what I'm doing to, we have a meeting in the morning about your new album. I'm trying to get some song choices together, so we have at least somewhere to start."
Percy sat down next to Nico on the piano and listened to the beat, "I like it."
"Yeah, I figured since this was your third album it could be a little more you. Less techno and pop and more raw, more piano and more acoustic guitar bleeding through. Obviously you still have to record what sells but we could include something more soulful."
Percy smiled, he loved the idea of allowing more of himself to bleed through his music, "Do you have lyrics written?"
Nico nodded and pulled out his notebook, "I just have a verse and a possible chorus, wanna try it?"
Percy nodded as Nico started the intro and prompted him when it was time to come in, singing softly with Percy to keep him in time with the music. Once Nico felt Percy had a grip on the song he stopped singing with Percy and just played as Percy closed his eyes to see if he felt the song.
Belief
Makes things real
Makes things feel
Feel alright
Belief
Makes things true
Things like you
You and I
Tonight, you arrested my mind
When you came to my defense
With a knife
In the shape of your mouth
In the form of your body
With the wrath of a god
Oh, you stood by me
Belief
Nico smiled as Percy finished singing the verse and chorus he had written, "You like it?"
Percy smiled widely, "I love it. I think its just what we need for the new album."
"Me too, I just need to finish it." Nico said as continued playing around with different chord progressions.
"Want me to stay and help?" Percy asked.
Nico shook his head, "Nah, go home and see if you can come up with anything, we have a busy week anyways. You should get some rest tonight before the concerts this weekend."
Percy stood up with his guitar and fist bumped Nico, "Okay, dude. I'll see you tomorrow."
Nico returned the fist bump, "See you, man."
Percy walked out of the sound booth and went to the bathroom to take out his contacts. He put them in the contact holder in his pocket and then put his hat in his guitar case as well as the jacket he had on. He called his car, well really SUV, up to the front of the recording studio and prepared himself to become Percy Jackson again.
He'd had a fun afternoon of being Peter, of no one recognizing him but he didn't want to go home looking like Peter and give his disguise away. So, reluctantly he walked out of the studio and got into the waiting SUV. The driver drove him straight to his penthouse apartment where several paparazzi were not even bothering to hide.
He sighed, put his Ray-bans on and opened the door hauling his guitar out with him, not even caring if he hit one of the paps with it. He walked straight to the door of his apartment building as his doorman opened the door for him.
Percy ran his hand through his hair as he rode the twenty stories up to his penthouse. When he walked out of the elevator he sat his guitar down and grabbed his phone to order chinese. As he waited for the chinese to be delivered he pulled out his guitar and writing notebook and started strumming, trying to find a chord, a beat or a rhythm he liked. When his doorman brought his food up he had a beat he liked replaying in his head.
"Mr. Jackson, your food is here."
Percy looked up at his doorman, "Thanks, Will. Put it in the kitchen for me." Will nodded and walked into the kitchen. Percy went back to strumming and humming to the beat, singing softly as he started singing out different lyrics.
Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright
Percy closed his eyes as he sang the words bouncing around in his head a little louder, testing them out- seeing if they felt right.
No I don't want to mess this thing up
I don't want to push too far
He opened his eyes and smiled, he grabbed his pencil and started writing what he had just sang. After he had marked the chords he wanted to use he started writing out the rest of the lyrics he had in his head. He felt like this was the chorus of the song not a verse, like the majority of the songs he had written he always wrote the chorus first. When he had the rest of the chorus written he tested out the entire melody.
Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright
No I don't want to mess this thing up
I don't want to push too far
Just a shot in the dark that you just might
Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life
So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight
Percy stopped playing and smiled widely, this is why he went into music. He loved pouring his soul into a song, it was raw and truthful and putting himself out there. It made him vulnerable because he put his entire self into his music. He set his guitar into its case and walked into the kitchen, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed his mom's number as he pulled out the take out containers and chop sticks and dug in.
His mom answered on the third ring, "Percy!"
"Hey mom, hold on. I'm going to FaceTime you." Percy pressed the FaceTime button on his phone and set it on the docking station on the island in his kitchen. Just as his mom appeared on the screen Percy stuffed a huge bite of Mu Shu Pork into his mouth.
"Geeze, Percy! Close your mouth." Percy's mom scolded.
"Sorry," Percy said as he tried to swallow his bite.
His mom just laughed, "When did you get back in town?"
Percy grabbed a bottled water from his refrigerator, "Um, late last night. I would have come by today but I had a meeting with the band about my new album. I'll try to come by this week before the concerts this weekend."
Sally nodded, "It's okay, sweetie I know you're busy."
Percy took a sip of his water, "Are you still bringing Sarah this weekend?"
"Yeah, she is so excited!" Sally said with a smile.
Percy laughed at the thought of his ten year old little sister, "I bet she is."
Sally nodded and narrowed her eyes, "Are you okay?"
Percy smiled at his moms ability to see through him, being in this big apartment was beginning to feel lonely. He really wished he had someone to share all of this with, he was twenty three years old and had only ever had one girlfriend. Whom he broke up with a year ago after he caught her cheating on him.
"Yeah, I've just been writing some new songs. You know how it goes."
Sally nodded, "Okay sweetie, I've got to go pick up Sarah from school. Come over next week sometime, I'll make your favorite meal."
Percy smiled, "Okay mom! I love you- give Sarah a kiss for me."
"I love you Perce." He clicked off FaceTime, grabbed his food and water and walked back into living room to continue his writing.
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Annabeth felt like a fool as Thalia made her twirl around the mirror in an outfit she picked out for the Percy Jackson concert this weekend. Annabeth rolled her eyes as she stared at herself in the mirror, it wasn't that she didn't like the outfit. Surprisingly she liked it a lot, it was the way Thalia was jumping around like a fangirl that had her rolling her eyes. Thalia had her in a grey floral skinny jeans, an oversized white tank and black blazer with black ankle boots.
"Thals, Can I try on my outfit now?" Annabeth asked looking into the mirror at her friend.
Thalia scoffed, "Sure, whatever."
Annabeth retreated quickly into the dressing room and tried on the dark skinny jeans and comfy tan and brown oversize sweater, she polished off the look with leopard print flats. She walked out and looked at Thalia who studied her.
"I like it but its not for a concert." Annabeth sighed, she was right but this outfit would work for her impromptu afternoon date with Peter.
Annabeth smiled, "I'll get both of them."
Thalia squealed like a little girl as she jumped up and down. Annabeth rolled her eyes and went to change back into her clothes, when she was changed they went back to the check out counter and paid for her items before going to grab some dinner. Once they were sitting down in a booth at the little cafe down from the apartment they shared together.
"So, tell me about this guy you met." Annabeth smiled as Thalia got straight to the point. She had told her about Peter as soon as she met up with her but once Thalia starts shopping there was no stopping her.
"Well, I randomly met him at the park when I was on my way to meet you. I was listening to that Percy playlist you made me and sat down to wait on you to text me back and he was sitting on the bench I was sitting at. He made fun of my music and we chatted for a few minutes, when I got up to leave he asked if I would meet him at the same spot tomorrow."
Thalia nodded and smiled, "and you said?"
Annabeth smirked, "I said yes."
Thalia gave her a high five across the table, "What does he look like?"
Annabeth smiled wide, "Really, really cute. He had a hat on but I could tell he had jet black hair and his eyes were brown, he was tall." Thalia smiled.
They ate the rest of the meal in companionable silence, making small talk about both of their finals coming up in a couple weeks. When they were finished they took their shopping bags home and settled in for the night. Annabeth had some reading to finish but nothing too hard, it was her final semester of college and this semester was by far her easiest.
She took a shower and then climbed into her bed to finish her reading. Once finished she grabbed her iPad and started surfing the internet, she decided to google Percy Jackson. Since she had never really seen him before. Annabeth clicked on a website that had the most recent pictures, the date said they were from today. He had on dark straight leg jeans, a light green thin v neck t-shirt, two long metal necklaces and ray bans. He was getting out of his SUV and heading into his apartment, he didn't look happy.
Annabeth stared at the picture for a minute before clicking off of it, what a life he must live. Constantly being hounded by people who want more and more from you, having no one who really just wanted to be around you because they genuinely liked you. She hit the home button and then locked her iPad before putting it on her end table. She sighed and turned off her lamp before cuddling with her pillow, faintly wishing she had a boyfriend to cuddle with before she fell asleep.
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Annabeth awoke the next morning and quickly got dressed before her first class, after class was finished she went back to her apartment and ate a quick lunch before grabbing her acoustic guitar and hightailing it to the park.
Not a lot of people knew she could play but she felt like having some alone time. Since she was meeting Peter there later she decided to go there now and do a little writing. It had been a while since she broke out her guitar and 'diary' as her mother called it. Her mother had always told her music wasn't an acceptable profession so when she graduated high school she decided to follow in her mothers footsteps and be an architect.
When she arrived at the park she found a tree near the bench she had met Peter at yesterday and sat down quickly taking out her guitar. Once out of its case she started strumming each string trying to retune it. Once satisfied with its sound she opened her notebook and started playing around with a song she had written after her first breakup her senior year in high school. She strummed the chords and started singing softly.
I'm so glad you made time to see me.
How's life? Tell me how's your family.
I haven't seen them in a while.
You've been good, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the weather,
Your guard is up and I know why.
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind.
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.
So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night,"
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.
Annabeth closed her eyes and allowed her mind to take her back to the hurt and pain she felt as she let her first love go. They were graduating from high school and going to different colleges and Annabeth felt like a clean break would be best.
Of course he had protested but she was persistent.
After a couple weeks he finally agreed to have a clean break but Annabeth never realized how hard it would be to let him go. When he finally stopped calling her she had missed him terribly and almost caved and got back together with him but her mother told her to stick with her decision, it was the wisest choice.
Annabeth often wondered over the years if she had never listened to her mother if she and Connor would still be together.
Would they be engaged by now? Or would they be married?
She would never know because he was married now and had a child on the way with the girl he started dating a couple months after Annabeth broke up with him.
These days I haven't been sleeping,
Staying up, playing back myself leavin'.
When your birthday passed and I didn't call.
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the passenger side.
Realized that I loved you in the fall.
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye".
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night."
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile,
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night -
The first time you ever saw me cry.
Maybe this is wishful thinking,
Probably mindless dreaming,
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right.
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't.
So if the chain is on your door I understand.
But this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night."
And I go back to December...
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing I'd realize what I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
All the time.
As Annabeth finished she heard a low whistle and opened her eyes to see Peter leaning against the tree in front of her. She blushed as she realized he had probably heard the whole song.
"How long have you been standing there?" She asked as she put her guitar down.
Peter chuckled, "Long enough." Annabeth groaned.
"Great." She said sarcastically.
He laughed and walked toward her, "Actually... I thought it sounded great, did you write that?"
She nodded as he sat down beside her, "Yeah a while ago actually."
He sighed when he got situated beside her, "You're really good, do you want to be a musician?"
She laughed, "Actually I'm a senior at NYU... major in Architecture, this is my last semester. In high school I wanted to sing and write but my mom didn't think it was a good profession so I decided to follow in her footsteps. I really just play around with the guitar and sing my older songs... I haven't written anything new in a while."
He smiled at her, "Well... your in luck because I just so happen to be a songwriter... On the real. I have actual musicians who sing my songs."
Annabeth raised an eyebrow as she looked at him, "Really? You're not pulling my leg are you?"
Peter laughed loudly, "I swear," He made a 'X' over his heart, "Cross my heart, hope to die."
Annabeth laughed and grabbed her guitar, "Okay then, prove it... Play something for me."
He smirked and took the guitar from her, "Are you sure? You might be blown away by my awesomeness."
Annabeth laughed out loud this time as he started strumming with expert fingers, she watched his fingers dance over the strings as a little bit of jealousy sparked in her eyes at the way he played her guitar.
Annabeth watched him play several different chord progressions before he started strumming a regular beat. She watched as the bands of muscle in his arms rolled and flexed with every strum and movement he made up the neck of the guitar. She had to admit there was nothing sexier than a guy who could play an instrument.
He started singing a song she had never heard but definitely liked, she swayed lightly to the soft beat and closed her eyes as his raspy baritone voice carried over to her. After he had played the verse and chorus she started humming in harmony with him. She opened her eyes as he started the second verse and saw that he was watching her with an unreadable expression.
Annabeth blushed and looked down, not trusting herself to blurt out something ridiculous to a man she had barely known for twenty four hours. She closed her eyes again and started singing the chorus with him during the climax of the song. She heard as he closed out the song and strummed the last chord, she opened her eyes and stared into his brown eyes.
She shook her head and smiled, "That's a great song."
He shrugged and set her guitar down, "I wrote it last night, one of my clients is recording a new album and needs new music."
Annabeth smiled and shook her head in disbelief, "That's so... cool."
He nodded and smiled widely, "It really is, I'm pretty much living my dream. Have you ever been to a recording studio?" Annabeth shook her head as he smirked, "Do you want to meet me at one tomorrow?"
"Depends, what are we doing?" Annabeth questioned.
He smiled, "Going to a recording studio."
She threw her head back and laughed, "Okay."
Peter grabbed Annabeth's guitar and put it in its case and got up, "What are you doing?"
He smiled, "We're going to get coffee." She smiled as he reached down to help her up. Annabeth blushed as their hands touched, once she was up he pulled his hand away but held onto her guitar for her. They walked to the nearest Starbucks, Peter ordered their drinks as she found them a table. He sat down at the table she had picked just outside of the cafe and sat their drinks down.
Annabeth broke the silence first, "So, tell me about yourself Peter."
He smiled and took a sip of his coffee, "Well, you already know I write songs but I grew up here in Manhattan. I'm twenty three, my favorite color is blue, my birthday is in August, I have a ten year old little sister named Sarah, my mom is the coolest person ever, I love the beach and I'm addicted to getting tattoos." Annabeth laughed.
"What about your Dad?" Annabeth asked as she sipped her drink.
Peter looked down, "He's never really been in the picture, My mom and dad were never married and after I was born he never really came around. My mom got married to her husband when I was twelve and had my little sister a year later." Annabeth reached out and covered her hand with his.
"I understand completely, my mom left my Dad when I was two and moved here. My Dad lives in San Francisco and up until Freshman year I lived with him, my Father was the one who encouraged my music but when I moved here my mother discouraged it. My mother is not the easiest woman in the world to please-" She paused and looked into his eyes, "Sometimes I wish she wasn't in my life at all. That maybe it would be better than the constant pressure to be the person she wants me to be."
Peter smiled sadly and he turned his hand over and laced his fingers with hers, "Well, I guess its a good thing we found each other then." She laughed as she felt electricity ignite between the two of them.
"How many tattoos do you have?" Annabeth asked.
"I have five so far," he pulled the sleeve of his right arm up and showed her the two tattoos there, a trident on his wrist and Piano keys on his forearm.
Annabeth reached over and ran her fingertips down the Piano keys, "You play the piano as well?"
Peter nodded, "Yep, and the bass guitar."
Annabeth nodded appreciatively, "That's awesome, I can only play the guitar." Peter laced his fingers with hers again and began rubbing small circles into her knuckles.
"I can teach you if you want." He suggested before taking another sip of his coffee.
Annabeth smiled, "I would like that," She sighed, a laugh bubbling up into her throat. "This is so crazy."
He laughed, "Us?"
Annabeth nodded, "I mean I just met you yesterday-" She paused and looked up at him as he spoke.
"And you already feel like you've known me your entire life?" Peter said with a smile.
Annabeth laughed and shook her head, "No! I mean I just... feel- this. You know?"
Peter laughed, "Actually I do." He finished off his coffee and twirled the empty cup in his fingers, "I don't usually meet girls like this and hit it off right away." Annabeth smiled up at him as she finished off her own coffee.
"Come on lets go walk." Peter said as he got up and grabbed her guitar.
Annabeth smiled and got out of her seat, "Okay- Hey! Can we take my guitar back to my apartment?"
Peter smiled, "Sure."
Peter led the way out of Starbucks as Annabeth showed him the way to the apartment she shared with Thalia. They talked the whole way about their lives and families, likes and dislikes, hopes and dreams. As funny as the whole 'I feel like I've known you my whole life' concept was Annabeth truly felt like that the longer she spent with Peter.
She already wanted to hold his hand everywhere they went and she definitely felt jealous whenever a girl on the sidewalk would look at him in a way a predator would. When they walked into Annabeth's building she prayed that Thalia wouldn't be home so she would not have to do the awkward friend introductions.
Sadly, luck was not on her side as she unlocked her door and saw her best friend at the kitchen table with several books scattered around her and Thalia typing frantically on the keyboard of her laptop.
"Thals." Annabeth said as her and Peter walked through the door. Thalia looked up with a dazed expression on her face, Annabeth laughed, "Did you sleep at all last night and how much coffee have you had?" Annabeth walked over and grabbed the coffee cup that was sitting beside her laptop and took it to the kitchen.
"I'm trying to finish my thesis... I have to turn in the second to last part of it Friday." Thalia said as Annabeth walked back toward Thalia and Peter.
"Thalia, this is Peter. Peter this is Thalia." Peter stuck his hand out as Thalia stared at him with an odd expression.
She took his hand but said, "Has anyone ever told you that you look like Percy Jackson?"
Peter laughed and looked at Annabeth, "Is this the friend that won those tickets?" Annabeth laughed and nodded then grabbed her guitar to put up in her room. When she walked back out Peter was sitting at the kitchen table with Thalia making small talk. Annabeth walked up beside them.
"You ready?" She asked Peter who looked up at her.
"Yeah," He got up, "Thalia, it was a pleasure."
Thalia nodded, "You guys have fun, I'll be stuck here finishing this." She grimaced and sat back down.
Annabeth laughed as she led Peter out the door, before she closed it she shot Thalia one last look who just gave her a thumbs up. Annabeth smiled and started walking down the stairs with Peter. The rest of the afternoon flew by and before they knew it was time dark outside, they had spent the entire afternoon talking and walking around New York.
Annabeth smiled and turned to face him when they reached her doorstep for the second time today, "I had fun today."
Peter smiled and looked at her, "As did I."
Annabeth shook her head and started walking up her stairs, as she reached the first stair she felt Peter place a hand on her arm and turn her around to face him. She was the same height as him now- being on the first step and him still on the sidewalk, he leaned forward slightly.
"I'll see you tomorrow, I'll call you and tell where to meet me."
Annabeth smiled widely, "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow then."
Peter smiled as Annabeth leaned forward, Peter cupped her cheek and touched her lips lightly with his as her eyes fluttered closed. It was a sweet, soft and chaste kiss full of promise, they didn't deepen the kiss but stayed connected for a few seconds enjoying the feel of the others lips.
Annabeth pulled away first and stared wide eyed at him, he smiled at her and kissed her lightly one more time before pulling away and walking backwards down the sidewalk. Annabeth shook her head and waved at him before turning around and walking upstairs toward her apartment.
Annabeth walked into her apartment and leaned against the door as she let out a sigh, a wide smile spreading across her face. She looked around and noticed Thalia asleep on the kitchen table with her head in her arms. She laughed at her friend as she walked to her room to get ready for bed. As she climbed into her bed she grabbed her phone to put it on the charger and noticed she had one new message. She smiled at the unknown number she knew had to be Peters.
I had a great time today, can't wait until tomorrow
xo
Annabeth felt giddy as she read the text and cuddled with her pillow, she hit reply and started typing over the touchscreen keyboard.
Me too... sweet dreams
xoxo
Annabeth smiled as she closed her message app and snuggled deeper into her pillow, what a crazy two days it had been. She went from single to dating a man she had technically only known for one day but felt like she had known her entire life.
Peter had come marching into her life with no sign of stopping, he was making her believe in love again. He was making her believe in her once hidden and tucked away dreams.
Annabeth felt truly giddy and excited about what was happening in her life. She couldn't wait to for tomorrow and she certainly couldn't wait to see what fate had in store for her and the brown eyed wonder who had unapologetically opened her heart to love again.
Until next time- WElaine21