Jason POV

Honestly, the thing between Piper and I needs to stop. It's frustrating and out of control at the moment. I was so frustrated. She was so blinded by anger that she couldn't see the truth that I was trying to tell her.

I didn't want things to go the way that they did, but I couldn't see any other choice. I mean, it felt like we were practically apart anyways with the way she was treating me.

I was backed into a corner with one way out.

And that was to end it.

She wouldn't listen to what had to say, and she wouldn't get over the fact thru yes there was a girl's item of clothing in our bag and that it wasn't hers.

I mean, I knew that she could hold a grudge, but not passing me the salt at dinner… really?

"Jason, stop staring at the wall and help us. Venus said we have to do another song to fill the slot!" Percy yelled at me, throwing something… a drumstick, at my head.

"Hey!" I yell, throwing it back. "I'm kinda going through a tough time, cut me some slack."

"I'll cut you slack when you've earned it," Nico says to me, throwing a glare harsher than Piper's. "I mean, you broke up with your girlfriend of a month and a bit. Cry yourself a river, build a bridge and get over it!"

I was not feeling happy.

"Well, sorry!" I harshly reply to the younger boy.

"Good," Nico huffs. "Let's get to it then."

"I vote I Feel Alive by We The Kings," Luke puts in, raising a blonde eyebrow which dared people to object.

When no one made any objections, Leo hopped into the conversation.

"Hello, Brooklyn by All Time Low? I mean, we all came from New York, and we all, to some extent, like All Time Low," He said, looking at me for some weird reason.

"Yep," I agree, nodding at the songs even though my head is in a total different universe. "I'll go ask Venus for the sheets then."

Anything to get out of that room that felt like it was getting smaller and smaller.

I all but leaped out of my seat and practically ran to find Venus.

I scurried down the steps, trying not to lose footing.

Children,

Never ever try and run down non-carpeted stairs wearing socks.

It is highly dangerous.

How I know?

I trip over my feet and find myself at the bottom of the stairs groaning in pain, as my face was the first thing to collide with the floor.

"Dude! Are you okay?"

Oh just my luck today. There are other people in the house too. Yay me, not starring London Tipton because my name is Jason and I am in a terribly bad mood.

"I'm fine," I say angrily, sitting up and clutching my nose. I don't even bother looking up at this stage.

"I'm going to go and find a tissue…" I heard Cassie say as I staggered to my feet, still firmly clutching my nose so the blood that started flowing from it didn't get everywhere.

I looked up awkwardly at the four other people in the foyer, and smiled gruesomely as I fought the urge to tap my foot or make a runner.

"Jason? Are you alright?" This time it was Piper, who was standing in the doorway with Cassie just in front of her. Piper was holding a box of tissues in one hand, and a concerned look was plastered onto her face.

"Fine," I say to her, my face not breaking into a smile like it should have at the caring look she was giving me. She held out a tissue, and I almost ripped it as I tore it out of her hands.

"No you're not," She turned to face the other band that was still very uncomfortably standing. "Annabeth! Come help me!"

It took a few seconds for Annabeth to come running, and wielding a spatula covered in batter. There was flour all over her apron.

"What?" She asked, all panicked. Then she saw my nose, as I gave small wave. And she started cracking up laughing.

"This is sore as hell, Annabeth. Don't laugh at me," I tell her, holding the tissue to my nose as Piper steered me to the bathroom.

"Karma!" Annabeth victoriously said, "Payback!"

For what, I didn't know.

Piper made me sit on the kitchen counter as she 'nursed my wound'. It was a shot to my masculinity, but I hang out with Leo so what can I say?

"Keep still," Piper demanded as I flinched away from the cloth covered in blood, which she was dabbing on my nose.

She was extremely close to me, and I didn't mind it.

Suddenly, I had the urge to let everything out. Sadly, this isn't Frozen and I'm not going to Let It Go any time soon, and neither is she.

"Jason, I want to say sorry," Piper blurts before I can say anything embarrassing.

Her cheeks flood with red, and she looks about ready to start another ethnicity called the Strawberries, where you're red in the face with blush, sunburn or fever.

"I was overreacting, but you have to understand. Drew has taken every single one of my past boyfriends, and because you used to date her you can't blame me for having a few doubts," Piper rushes out, taking a step away from me.

"Piper, I-" I try to begin before she cuts me off.

"And yeah, I should have asked you about it but again, please keep an open mind to-"

I grab her wrists and pull her close to me so our noses are almost touching.

Band problems forgotten, and Drew too, I say to Piper, "It's fine. It was a little annoying when I tried to get you back emotionally. I'm sorry that I dated her, and it's honestly the worst thing I've ever done. I can't even remember asking her out. She just assumed that we were a thing and I couldn't be bothered stopping her."

Piper seemed to be a little uncomfortable with our proximity.

And with everything out on the front lines already, I took a step and kissed her.

After she pulled back, which wasn't for a few seconds, I asked, "Are we okay now?"

"We're more than okay," She replied, before pulling me back in.

A/N

Yay! They're back together!

Okay, before I start another rant against something or other, I just wanted to say, you're all amazing. Like, seriously. I break out in a grin every time I read your comments or someone liking the story.

My little brother got player of the day at soccer! Yay!

They pushed us way too far last night at swimming. I almost threw up poolside, and my brother did throw up (he was in the bathroom). I tried asking to get out but the coach told me that I was fine and that me pushing myself to the point I felt sick was good, before he smiled at me. I think I scared a few people. My eyes were red (I was so tired. I got no sleep the night before) I was stressed and upset. I could barely pull myself out of the pool.

Anyways, tell me what you thought!

What should the other song for the girls be? Please don't make it rude, and try and make it mean something.

~KaleidoscopeColours