You smile as you go out the door, but as soon as it's closed, it vanishes. You don't know why, but this is your favorite way to wake up from your dream. You slide down the door and realize that he will never be yours. You choke out a sob. You hate how he is the reason you can't sleep. You can't help but notice the way he is so tantalizing. You can't help but notice he is your forbidden fruit. Damn. There you go again, thinking about the smile that will never be yours. No. You should be with Frank. That's what everyone says. You let the cold beat you. But it isn't enough. It's never enough. You want someone who won't want you back. What's wrong with you? You take a couple steps toward the lake when that sweet voice that haunts your thoughts calls you.
"Hazel?" No. He isn't really there. He went to the party with Annabeth. He would never call you back. So you do the only thing you want to do. You can't help looking back to see if he is there. Your illusion is there. He would be with Annabeth. He doesn't care about you. You step onto the frozen lake. It cracks under your feet and suddenly you are surrounded by water. You gasp. It's cold. Colder than you've ever felt outside. Even when you lived in Alaska. It's closing in on you and you're scared. Then you feel warm arms around you and you know that smell. You're above the surface again. That's when everything goes black. The last thing you remember is whispering his name.
"Percy…"
AN: I know a lot of people don't like or don't think of this pairing and I really don't care. I don't really flow with the crowd so you can complain and I will just smile while laughing hysterically and burning those honest comments. I don't know how often I can update so you just have to check back to see if I do it or not.
See ya on the flip,
Awen the IcyBlackDragon