I know this is a bit weird, but I just couldn't help myself! I love this song to bits, and it could count as a quote...ish. Maroon Five is awesome, guys! And when I listen to this song, I am reminded of Jayna, but then, that happens all the time. This is more sad, and well, slightly more mature, but I just...I don't know. It won't leave me alone.

I know I said I won't be updating, but I had some free time, and this popped up. Jason is a jerk in this, but hey, it's Jason.

Guys, I haven't read Mark of Athena yet, and I don't think I will until I finish my own Mark of Athena story; I don't want to end up copying Rick Riordan in the end. -_- And besides, I heard it's filled of Jasper and Percy and Annabeth in trouble, or something. *shrugs* We'll see how long it'll take me to finish my fanfic.

Enjoy!

PLEASE FEEL FREE TO CLOSE YOUR EYES AT THE SLIGHTLY MATURE CONTENT! I DON'T THINK IT'S SO BAD, BUT JUST IN CASE!

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own anything. Maroon Five, and Rick Riordan rocks! :D


Wise People Once Told Me


so i cross my heart and hope to die
that i'll only stay with you one more night
and i know i've said it a million times
but i'll only stay with you one more night
-maroon five


Just one more night, only one more night, the blonde repeats to himself before attacking the soft lips in front of him, his tongue fighting for dominance with hers. One more kiss, he chants again, his hands wrapped around her petite waist. Then I'll leave.

"Gods, McQueen," she groans, pulling away from the kiss and staring wide-eyed at him, a pale hand placed on his chest as she wriggles for more breathing space. "We can't..."

The blonde leans closer, a whiff of her strawberry shampoo makes him melt inside. "Just one last time," he says, his warm breath tickling her ear, and she shivers.

"That's what you said the last million times," she replies, her voice soft. "This can't keep happening every time you guys break up." She caresses his face, her eyes serious. "I can't keep doing this. I know you have to do what you have to do, but please don't drag me into it."

"One last time," he promises, but even he can sense the uncertainty in his voice. He wishes that he could wake up every single day to this voice, this never-ending braid, to her. His life would be so much happier, so much familiar.

But he knows he can't. In the morning, he'll have to go back to his house (no, not his home. His home was here. She was home.), and pretend that he would like nothing but his 'girlfriend' back.

"Go back to Miss Beauty," she mumbles, her chocolate brown eyes darkening. She looks up, an emotionless mask faces him now, unlike the all-guards-down one he saw only thirty seconds ago.

She would never say her name in front of him, and it would always make him chuckle a little, even if it's not very funny.

"I'm not ready to go back yet," he mutters, capturing her lips in yet another kiss. He hates not being able to stay here forever, he hates how they all told him he had to leave, but in the back of his mind, he knows it's for the best, even if he doesn't want to do it.

She quickly pulls away, knowing that she won't be able to stop if she didn't let go now. "Go," she breathes, not letting any emotion seep into her voice. "Now."

"One more night," he whispers, planting kisses from her forehead to her cheeks, her jaw, and down her neck. "This isn't technically wrong; I'm not cheating on her since we're on a 'break' at the moment."

The dark-haired girl bites her lip. A skill Romans learned was to be able to manipulate words to how you want them to mean, and the blonde had done just that; manipulated the whole situation to become innocent, and she couldn't help but congratulate him on that.

"But..." she starts, but he cuts her off, pushing her slightly against the wall.

"One more night," he repeats, his bright blue eyes making contact with her chocolate ones.

She cracks under the intensity in his eyes as she gulps, knowing she'll regret her decision in the morning. Letting down all her guards, she lets go, and enjoys his company for what she hopes is the last time. "One more night."


Gah, Reyna is so...gullible or something in this, but the plot bunny won't let me write it any other way! So please forgive me. This isn't the best, but I hope it's something to satisfy the Jayna in you.

By the way, guys, I was thinking about doing that whole plot of writing the 'Jason books' like PJO, like 'Jason Grace and the Olympians'. How does that sound? Please give me your feedback in your review. It would take place after my whole one-shots about Jason's life (which I should update soon...).

Please read and review! STAY ON THE JAYNA SHIP!

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up, and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always, will be
-Dido

-DOTE