A/N: I borrowed a real life moment for this fic. So if it sounds cheesy, I guess life can sometimes be like that:) Sorry, it's kind of short. Also, a HUGE thank you to Percabeth777 who gave me really, really specific and amazing reviews! You made my day!

He hadn't planned it. He'd been thinking it for months, but he was too scared to actually say it. Every time they talked over IM, he was trying to muster up the guts to say the three little words, but he choked on them. Percy Jackson loved Annabeth Chase. And it scared him. He wasn't used to this...intense sensation. It was like a hand had a tight grip on his chest. And all it took was to see her standing in the rain, shivering. She was on his fire escape.

That night, he kept thinking, "Tell her. Tell her. I love you."

But as they sipped hot chocolate and talked, he couldn't do it. What if she didn't say it back? What if she did? What did that mean?

Percy lounged on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was meeting Annabeth at the theatre, soon. She had convinced him to see "Eclipse" with her. Annabeth being Annabeth had devoured all the Twilight books. While she didn't approve of Bella's always needing to be saved instead of saving herself, and her dependency on Edward, and didn't understand why they had to sparkle, it was a girl thing.

He met her outside and just the sight of her sent a pang through his chest. Absolutely, unbelievably gorgeous. She hugged him, smiled up at him.

"I hope you know that I won't get any of this. And that I'm risking maximum testosterone damage."

"I'll make you a deal, Seaweed Brain. Every time Jacob takes off his shirt or appears shirtless, I'll kiss you."

"That's that Taylor Lautner dude, right?"

Annabeth got a faraway look in her eyes and she smiled. "Yeah."

Percy rolled his eyes. "Deal."

They held hands as they walked into the theatre. Percy bought the tickets, Annabeth bought the popcorn. When they were seated, Percy leaned over and whispered, "I hope there's a Harry Potter commercial."

"Honestly? Me, too."

He chuckled softly. They were holding hands and secretly were very intune to the other. Annabeth noticed when he looked at her, but didn't return the glance. The audience cheered slightly as Jacob appeared and Percy rolled his eyes. He took his hand from hers and threw his arm around her so she could lean into him. And for a moment Annabeth forgot about the scrumptious boy on screen. She looked up at Percy.

"Something wrong?" he whispered.

"N-no," she whispered back. Her heart pounded.

The first part of the movie, they were silent. Then came the moment of truth. Annabeth smiled cheekily at the shirtless actor.

"You know what that means," he told her.

They stared at each other for a moment, eyes locking. Annabeth was hyper aware of his arm around her, and Percy could-in the dim light-make out stormy eyes and pink lips. Was it the darkness of the theatre, the close proximity, the promise of a mind-melting kiss, hormones, are all four put together that made Percy feel as if they were all alone? Just her and him, sitting close, staring dreamily at each other... They sunk deeper into the seats as Percy tilted his head.

Annabeth bit her lip, smiling cheekily. "Other way, Seaweed Brain," she whispered.

He did as he was told, operating on auto-pilot, and kissed her. She grabbed at his shirt, wishing the kiss would continue, but Percy backed up too soon. She kept her eyes closed, lips parted. After waiting a second for her breath to catch up with her she opened her eyes and saw him staring at her, still. They both forgot about the movie.

"I love you," he whispered.

The words registered through her muddled mind. In the back of her mind, she wondered if her saying it back would make him think she was only saying it because he had said it, so, she said, "I love you," without the "too" latched on.

A lazy smile grew on his lips. "I love you," he repeated.

"I heard you the first time."

"I like saying it."

"Good, because I like hearing it."

A/N: Has anyone else noticed that I make them kiss a lot? Is that creepy? Hmm… Tell me your opinion in a REVIEW!

Love,

E. M. Zeray