Hi! Sorry for not writing in a while, but now I'm back! I've missed you guys :')

Thanks for the wonderful feedback! I truly love all of you. One day, I'll travel around the world, find you, and give each of you chocolate and a huge hug (wow, that's creepy…)

Now, I re-watched Mamma Mia a few days ago (I really love it) and when they started to sing this song, I thought of Lazel and BAM! I got a new idea for a drabble. Enjoy!


Our Last Summer – Mamma Mia (Or Abba? I don't know…)

HAZEL


I can still recall
Our last summer
I still see it all


"Hi, Haze."

"Don't call me that."

"I've missed you, too."

Hazel couldn't bite back a smile as she saw Leo's familiar face hovering above her, his mouth wide in a grin and eyes glittering teasingly.

A jolt of pure happiness surged through her, and she jumped up and threw her arms around him. Leo laughed and backed a few steps in surprise when she forcefully threw herself on him, but then his arms were around Hazel in a warm hug. She inhaled the familiar smell of machine oil and smoke, and sighed happily.

"I've missed you a lot," he said.

"Me, too." Hazel held him a little tighter. "Me, too."

"Now, let me look at you for a sec." Leo put his hands on Hazel's shoulders and pulled away with a huge grin, his eyes roaming over her face. "Yep, you're the same."

Hazel laughed.

"What did you think? It was just a few months ago, dork."

Leo shrugged, but his grin never wavered.

"It felt longer."

His cheeks were tinged with red, and she felt her own face heat a little.

"You're the same to," Hazel noted quickly.

"What? I've grown! I'm taller now!" Leo pouted.

She smiled. There was a bubbly feeling in her belly like, balls bouncing around happily in there, making her bouncy, too. It felt good.

Leo grinned widely. Hazel hadn't realized how much she had missed him until now; she had been so busy with trying to convince Octavian (with Jason and Frank's help) and Reyna that the campers from Camp Jupiter and Camp Half-Blood needed to meet up. It had taken far too long, but the stubborn praetors had eventually given in. She could meet her friends again, and as soon as she had realized that, she sent Leo an Iris Message and told him to meet her in a park close to Camp Jupiter. Not just because she wanted to meet him, but she had something really important she needed to tell him.

"What is it?" Leo must have noticed her thoughtful expression.

Hazel smiled again.

"Nothing. I just… I can't believe this is happening. Octavian and Reyna – Well, mostly Octavian – were so stubborn. It almost seemed like they wouldn't let us meet."

"It's okay now," Leo reassured. "All the campers in Camp Half-Blood are thrilled to meet you guys. The meeting's in a few days, right?"

"Next week." Her eyes glittered. "I can't wait to see Nico, Percy, Annabeth, and Piper again. How are they?"

"Just fine. They can't wait either."

There was a moment of silence. Hazel couldn't decide if it was awkward or not; everything seemed so weird with Leo. With Sammy, she had been ultra-comfortable, but he was Leo's great-grandfather, and it was all a mess.

But she had made up her mind, and she knew it was the right decision now she saw Leo standing in front of her.

"Why did you want to see me today?" Leo asked suddenly, his voice curious and his eyes searching in Hazel's face. "As you said, the meeting isn't that far away. I'm sure you could've waited for a while."

Hazel bit her lip.

"I have something to tell you."

Leo raised an eyebrow.

"I -" The words were hard to say. They felt so wrong on her tongue. "I broke up with Frank."

This time, his eyebrows shot up high on his forehead. His eyes widened.

"Wh - " He stopped. "Was it hard?"

She inhaled. Had it been hard? Yes, of course. She loved Frank. But he had understood, and that had made it all much easier for her. He had known already, expected it, so his reaction wasn't so horrible. He still wanted to be friends, though. Hazel smiled a little, and Leo stared at her.

"A little. But he understood."

"But – why?"

She wet her lips."It didn't feel right anymore. We both… We didn't love each other the way we used to." Her eyes flickered to Leo's. "Some… things happened."

Leo's eyes widened and his mouth formed a small 'o'. Guilt flashed in his eyes.

"Was it the whole me/Sammy-thing? I'm so sorry, Hazel, I didn't mean to – "

Hazel blinked.

"What?"

He looked down and refused to meet her gaze.

"It was my fault, right? I'm so stupid. I don't really like Frank, but I never wanted-"

"No, no, Leo, it wasn't your fault!" Hazel interrupted. She reached out and clasped his hand. His head snapped up and he looked in to her eyes doubtfully. "It just didn't work anymore. It hasn't anything with you to do. Really."

Leo still looked unconvinced.

"Seriously? Because it's okay for you to blame me if it was my fault, I –"

"No." She stopped him, her voice gentle and her thumb slowly drawing patterns on his hand. "I mean it. It wasn't your fault. Ask Frank, if you want to."

He relaxed a little, and his eyes flickered to their intertwined hands. Hazel felt her cheeks color, but she didn't let go. Their eyes met for a brief second, and she smiled. Leo grinned.

It was crazy how happy one person can make you.


Laughing in the rain
Our last summer
Memories that remain


"It's raining like crazy!" Leo gasped, grinning widely as they ran.

It was dark, partly because of the storm clouds and partly because of the night's arrival. The moon was just a sliver of silver, hanging on the sky and shining faintly. A few stars twinkled playfully, very faint and often disappearing behind the clouds. But the city was almost empty, since most people had gone home to avoid the heavy rain.

Leo and Hazel were already soaked. Their running footsteps echoed against the ground, splashing water up to their arms if they accidently stepped in puddles of cold water.

Hazel shivered as the cool wind caressed her wet skin. They weren't dressed for this weather; it had been sunny just an hour ago. They didn't even have anything to hold above their heads to protect them from the cold, merciless rain.

"Gods, we should have brought an umbrella," Leo cursed under his breath. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you come out with me."

"You never stop, huh?"

Leo stopped and turned at Hazel's sour words. He looked surprised.

"What?"

"Blaming yourself," she muttered. "You blame yourself for everything."

Hazel wasn't angry, just tired. She was stating a fact. A flicker of relief passed in Leo's eyes as he realized she wasn't angry, and he grinned.

"You never stop telling me it's not my fault," he teased.

Something that had been nagging in the back of her mind flickered to life and started to intensify. Something she had denied too long. The real reason to why it didn't work with Frank; the real reason to why she spent so much time with Leo nowadays.

And even though it was confusing, and embarrassing, and strange, Hazel knew she had to tell Leo. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad. What did she have to lose?

Looking at his happy, teasing face, Hazel realized that it was quite a lot. She didn't want to lose her friendship with Leo because of her feelings for him. He would take it as her missing Sammy, and that would just hurt him. But was it feelings for Sammy or Leo?

Leo. It was Leo. She finally felt like she was over Sammy now. She would always remember him, always love him, but maybe stop regret her dead. Maybe stop wishing she stayed and lived happily ever after with him.

"What if I, just this time, told you something actually is your fault?"

Startled, Leo stared at her. He must have heard how restrained and nervous the joke sounded. After all, it wasn't a joke. But his surprise quickly turned to worry, and pain and guilt flickered in his eyes.

"What do you mean? What have I done?"

Hazel felt the nervousness inside her rise, blocking her throat, not letting her get out the words she was wanting and dreading to tell him. They were standing face to face; both completely unaware of the raindrops smashing in to them or the dark, empty streets that otherwise might have scared them.

"Me and Frank breaking up: your fault," she managed to say.

Leo's eyes widened even more, and Hazel regretted saying it immediately. He looked so pained.

This sorrow for him made her throat clear again. She wanted to hurry to tell him the whole thing, so he would get that it wasn't bad – not that bad. It was a joke, really.

"Why?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

Hazel wet her lips.

"Because I fell in love with you, instead."

And she stepped forward, closed her eyes and leaned forward. Leo's hot breath mingled with hers, and for a moment she stopped - waited for him to stop her – but he didn't and she closed the distance.

It was short and sweet, almost just a peck, but Hazel had never felt her heart pound that fast. She pulled away and opened her eyes nervously, waiting for Leo's reaction.

"Me?" Leo asked disbelievingly. His eyes were wide and he looked really surprised, but there was a smile tugging at his lips. Hazel felt her shoulders slump in relief.

"You," she repeated, smiling.

Leo's face broke in to a full grin, and he stepped forward to kiss her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Everything around them disappeared; the rain, the cold air, the darkness. Because in his arms, she was safe and warm.

When they pulled away again, Hazel felt wild with happiness. Laughter bubbled in her throat, demanding to come out. The sound escaped her mouth, and just a moment later, she was doubling over.

At first, Leo stared at her in confusion, but a smile slowly spread on his face too.

Soon, they were both laughing, happily dancing around in the water falling from the sky and floating on the ground.


We made our way along the river
And we sat down in the grass


"Leo, what are we doing here?" Hazel laughed as Leo pulled her along the riverbank.

It was a beautiful day. The sky was clear blue with only a few clouds visible, and the air was warm but not too hot. The green grass on the ground tickled the bare parts of their sandal-wearing feet. Clear water, reflecting the blue sky and therefore looking blue itself, made its way through the park.

Leo spotted a tree close to the riverbank, and his eyes narrowed. Hazel watched him carefully as he dragged her with him there and pushed her down on the ground.

"Leo!" she screamed, but she was too happy and too curious to be angry.

He just grinned. Hazel wondered what was going on for the thousand time since that morning.

In the shadow of the huge tree, the air was a little cooler. Green leafs was lying on the grass here and there, moving a little with the lukewarm wind.

"Hazel Levesque," Leo cleared his throat, grinned and bowed. Hazel laughed. "I, Leo Valdez, have a question for thee."

Hazel raised an eyebrow amusedly. A faint shadow of nervousness crossed Leo's face.

"I wonder if you would want to be…" He paused dramatically. "My girlfriend!"

He grinned again and looked at her, still a little anxiety flickering in his eyes.

"I thought I made that clear when I kissed you," Hazel said playfully and rolled her eyes.

Leo's smile widened, and he sunk down on the grass too. He lay down next to Hazel and propped himself up on his elbows, looking at her with glittering eyes.

Hazel leaned down and pecked his lips, before straightening and looking at the slow, swift movements of the river. Leo followed her gaze.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" he asked, his voice restrained as if holding back laughter. Hazel knew he was trying to sound smart, and she laughed and elbowed him in the side, making him lose balance and falling down.

"Ouch," Leo complained. "Girlfriends don't do that to their boyfriends."

"Well, we're an extraordinary couple, aren't we?" Hazel said teasingly and lay down next to her boyfriend. He gripped her hand.

"Yes, I think so, too."


Living for the day,
Worries far away
Our last summer,
We could laugh and play


"I love you."

The words came suddenly, cutting through the comfortable silence of the blissful moment. They were rushed, but not in a way like the speaker just wanted to get it over with; no, in nervousness and eagerness to get them out.

Hazel turned and stared at Leo with wide eyes. He didn't look away like he usually did when he was nervous, but his hands, which were fiddling with some nuts and bolts, betrayed him. But he looked certain, and he looked his girlfriend right in the eyes.

There was a moment of absolute silence, before Hazel realized what he actually had said. What he meant with those words.

Her head began to spin, and she felt a bubbling sensation in her belly that might have warned for sickness in another moment. But she was happy, so happy that her heart was bursting, and she really hoped Leo could see that in her eyes because she couldn't bring herself to move, even for a smile.

"I love you, too," she whispered.

Leo's hands stopped moving, and his brilliant eyes brightened. His face broke in to a huge grin, and he looked beautiful.

Suddenly Hazel could move again, and she leaned forward and attached her lips to his, trying to show what she was feeling with just a kiss. Because "I love you" didn't really cover what she felt; it was so much more.

Something told her that Leo felt the same.


But underneath, we had a fear of flying
Of growing old, the fear of slowly dying
We took a chance
Like we were dancing our last dance


"What are you thinking about?" Someone stepped forward, next to Hazel.

"Nothing," she said, trying to sound nonchalant.

The other boy was quiet.

"You miss him," he said at last. It wasn't a question; it was a statement, and his voice made it clear that he knew that it was true.

Hazel sighed. She had cried out all the tears, but talking about him still felt like a blade made of pure pain slicing through her heart. It hurt.

"I will always miss him."

"I know."

He didn't say anything else.

"I'm thinking of our last summer," she said quietly. "It was perfect. Too good to be true. I should've realized."

"Not your fault," he mumbled quietly.

"I know."

Silence.

"I love you," Hazel said at last, her voice a little hoarse.

"I love you, too, Haze."

She thought of the nickname. Her mother had called her that when she was younger, but she hadn't told anyone. Leo had thought he came up with it himself, and Nico had snapped it up from him.

"You're not going to complain?" Nico asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"No," his sister sighed. "I guess I can live with you calling me it. I've actually missed it, actually."

"Of course," he said.

Hazel knew he understood.


How dull it seems
Are you the hero of my dreams?


To those who didn't quite understand; Hazel and Leo got together, was together for a summer, and then Leo… um… left. You can think of it in any way you want. Anyway, the last part is a conversation between Nico and Hazel about Leo. You can decide yourself how long it's after Leo's "disappearance". So, everything in italics is memories.

Sorry if the parts from the song aren't in order.

Hope you liked it! Please review!