We Were Supposed to Stay Together

The Fire

3rd Person POV: 

When Percy and Annabeth were 15 they were still as close as ever. They hung out everyday after school and the Friday night marathons continued. They even sometimes would have sleepovers and even though they were never allowed to stay in the same bed, they often found that they'd end up cuddled together some way or another by the next morning. But one night they didn't.

Percy's POV:

In an hour I would be at Annabeth's house. We would watch movies, play Mario Kart, and probably eat more candy then we should. I was beyond happy. It wasn't often that our parents let us sleep over at each others houses.

One night I heard my parents talking about it in the kitchen. Something about how we were older now and might have urges we cant control or something like that, whatever that meant.

I packed my backpack with everything I thought I would need and by the time I was done it was time to leave. My heart leapt with excitement. I gave my parents a quick goodbye and was out the door like a light.

After knocking on the door to the Chase residence I was almost immediately greeted with one face that I never tired of seeing.

"Annabeth." I greeted her with a goofy grin.

"Percy." She replied with a bright smile that brought warmth through my body.

"Get in here you goof." She beckoned me with her hand and opened the door for me as she chuckled. 

Once inside she grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs to her room. She flopped onto her bed and pulled me with her. I barely had time to drop my bag before I toppled on top of her.

I put out my arms so I wouldn't crush her and rolled so I was laying beside her. I let out a laugh and heard Annabeth giggle next to me. She rolled on her side and looked down at me. My breath hitched. A curl fell in front of her face and I automatically reached up and tucked it behind her ear on instinct. She blushed and I felt my face heat up. 

"Sorry." I said looking away suddenly feeling really embarrassed.

"Hey." She grabbed my hand, earning my full attention.

"What are you sorry for? You did nothing wrong." She smiled down at me.

I gave her a small shy smile. "I don't know I guess I just feel funny." I answered honestly.

She frowned and put her hand to my forehead checking for a fever. "Like sick funny?" She asked concerned.

"No, I don't know just a little nervous feeling I guess." I replied

"Nervous? Hmm? Well I guess we will have to find a remedy for that." She smirked.

I barely had time to sit up and ask what she meant before I was being tackled and tickled.

I tried to fight back but she had me pinned underneath her. It was useless to fight on my part.

"Uncle, uncle!" I tried, gasping for air as the giggles escaped me. She relented and rolled off of me laughing at her victory. 

"Wanna watch Finding Nemo?" I ask hopeful a few moments later and still a little breathless.

"You always wanna watch Finding Nemo!" She laughed.

I jumped off the bed and pulled her up by her hand.

"That's because its an awesome movie! Now come on." I smirked. She rolled her eyes, but followed me downstairs where we started the movie. It was about 7pm so we had plenty of time to watch a few movies before bed.