(A/N) FRAZEL One shot! This is based on a song i was listening to. Comment if you recognize the song! (Hint: I am a VERY VERY VERY big fan of One Direction and Taylor Swift)

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Frank watched as she smiled. Frank found himself sinking into her merry charismatic orbs. He watched as Leo took her hand. A green eyed monster let out a roar inside him.

But he watched with a calm face. His face betrayed no emotion. He was a roman, the Son of Ares. He was strong. But still his heart let out a sigh when Leo took her hands. He looked at his own. What was wrong with his? Hazel knew that he held a part of him, in her pocket. And now she had captured his heart as well. But what was wrong with him? He had had a crush on Hazel since he had first saw her. He let out a sigh.

He walked closer to her, drinking in the way her face lightened up when she laughed. She was so shy, so sweet. He couldn't help not falling in love with her. She was perfect. He walked closer, his heart showing no signs of beating, but he was after all a roman. He schooled his face to be emotionless.

He knew he had to do it now. He had to confess his love. But then he freezed; he stopped. His tongue was tied. The words refused to come out. He couldn't. Perhaps another day?

He watched as she danced with him. His heart shattered. He was torn apart. He couldn't do it anymore. Not anymore. He couldn't take it anymore. He was breaking. He had literally given his life force to her, and she didn't realize that she had broken it, unintentionally.

How he wished that was him. How he wished that he was the one kissing her. Oh how he wished.

He wished he had not lost that time to say those three little words. If only, he could persuade time to turn back. But that only existed in stories. He had been dying to tell her those three little words. Dying, he thought and smiled.

But then his heart broke once again, when he saw her, holding hands with Leo. How could Leo do that? How could Leo take away the love of his life? And now he was getting too Aphrodite-ish. He needed to get back on track. His goal, to be a hero, in his fathers eyes.

But his thoughts were once again distracted when he saw her and him, holding hands. Oh! How he wished that was him. Oh how he wished that it was him, holding his hands on her petite waist. Oh how he wished it was him dancing with her in the moonlight.

He wished that her and Leo's tradition, of calling each other to say good night would fail. He wished that HE would hear her sweet voice again, telling him that it was time to sleep. He didn't want Leo to be around. The green eyed monster in him was roaring. But he slipped into the shadows again, as he saw her with him. They were slow dancing. He had wished, and luck hadn't been on his side. He wanted to gather up the broken pieces of his heart, but she still owned them. He wanted to spend more time with her. But how could he?


Little did he know that Hazel had lied awake that night, wondering why he hadn't come? She would keep her heart safe, as safe as the most precious thing in the world. She just hoped that he would give her his heart.