Heroes Of Olympus One-Shots

The Flower (Solangelo) Pt2

YOLO BITCHES! Sorry, again, flor why all these stories are in parts. I just write so DAM much. Anyway onward with the story!

Will looked absolutely breath taking. He was dressed like usual, faded camp half blood t shirt and khaki shorts. But his hair glowed in the setting sun, shining on the shimmering lake behind him, which gave him a godly look.

He had laid out a picnic blanket on a grassy cliff above the lake in the woods. I was absolutely stunning.

When he saw me he gave me a weird look then smiled. He walked over and took my hand. He kissed my fore head and brought me to the blanket. We sat down and had our little picnic.

We sat in silence for a while. Until will spoke up.

"So babe, you look.....different." He said eyeing me.

"Uhh, yeah?"

"And why is that?" He asked calmly.

Images of the dream I had earlier that morning came flodding back. Will saying I was a pathetic little loser. Leaving me. Me dying and killing myself because a life without will would be unlivable.

I started to cry. I mentaly yelled at my self for making a fool if my self in front of will, which only made me cry harder.

Before I knew it will was next to me with his arms around me in a tight hug. He kissed me all over and rubbed soothing circles on my back. I snuggled my head into the crook of his neck and cried my heart out as thoughts swirled around in my head.

He really will leave now, because he thinks I'm a baby for crying. We're just to different. It was never gonna work. Its all just pitty. He doesn't love me. No one loves me. I'm alone. I should kill myself. I'll be doing everyone a favor.

"Shh. Shh. Its ok baby. I'm right here. I'm right here. Your gonna be okay." Will whispered in my ear.

I looked up at his beautiful face and smiled. How in hades was I blessed with such a beautiful sweet caring boy like will solace?

"Now why don't you tell me what's gotten you all upset." Will said wiping me tears away with his thumb.

"I thought I was gonna loose you. You said we were too different. You said the world would be better off if I killed myself. And you left. And I never saw you again." I said tears threatening to spill. Will looked horrified. Then a look of understanding swept across his face.

"Was this a dream?" He asked.

I nodded. Now I was the boy who cried over night mares.

I told him about the dream. About my logic that if I was more like him he wouldn't break up with me. And my little makeover with the Aphrodite girls.

He chucked and grabbed a napkin from the basket. He took this bottle of water and splashed some of the water on the napkin. He wiped all the make up off my face, ruffled up my hair and wiped my neck where a hickey was covered up with foundation. He leaned back to look at me.

"Much better." He said giving me a kiss.

I was confused.

"Don't you think I look better with the makeup on? I mean I look more like you and..." He cut me off.

"Because the Nico with the make up is not the Nico I fell in love with. I love Nico di Angelo not Nico 2.0."

He smiled so I smiled and he gave me a kiss.

"But we are so different. How does this work? I don't want to loose you." He smiled and looked beside him.

He picked the most black flower I've ever seen in my life. The petals were so black they almost looked purple. Out from the middle sprung three thin jet black lines. (A/N: I have no clue what those tassle thingies in the middle of the flower are called.) The out line of the petals was a thick sharp smooth line on silvery material that looked like glitter. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

My eyes widened as I reached for the flower as a little kid would reach for candy. Will chucked and handed me the flower.

I held the delicate thing in my hands as I gapped at its beauty. "Oh my god will! This is beautiful!" I exclaimed examining the flower. He chuckeld againg.

"Yeah. I know it is." He smiled kindly.

"What things do you need to grow a flower?" He asked like a teacher would ask a math problem.

For a second I thought he was demeaning my intelligence. But then I realized he was smart and if he wanted to hurt my feelings he could have done it in a completely different way.

"Uhhh water, sun, dir-" he cut me off again.

"Good! And this is a wild flower so no one comes here everyday to water it so where does it get its water from?"

I had no clue where he was going with this or what this had to do with anything we were just talking about.

"Uhhhh...rain? From the clouds?

"Yep. And the clouds and sun are?" He waited for me to finish.

I was so confused. "In the sky?"

"No silly!" He said chuckling. "Well yes but that's not the answer I was looking for. They are opposites. But you need both of them to make a flower."

I don't think I've ever been more confused in my life. He saw my expression and smiled. He picked me up, sat me on his lap, and wrapped his arms around me from behind. He took my hands and guided them slowly across the impossibly soft petals.

"What I'm saying is you need two opposites to make something beautiful. That something beautiful is our love. I would never ever leave you for another man let alone on a other woman who probably has STD. You are mine and only mine. And I like Nico di angelo that wears all black, skinny jeans, messy hair, and loves mythomagic. Not Nico 2.0 who wears khaki shorts, the actually camp half blood t shirts that your supposed to wear but Nico di Angelo didn't because he's bad ass supreme, and does his hair. I love you, and you only. I love that you care, that you are cuddly, that your yourself around me, that your ticklish!" He said and started to tickel my sides.

I started laughing uncontrollably. "AGGHHG WIIIILLLLLL NOOOO PLHEESS STHHHAAPPPP!" I said between giggles. He smiled and wrraped his arms around me. We fell asleep together on the blanket under the shining stars and I couldn't help but think, there is no where I'd rather be.