I Think I Love You || (festive) Leo Valdez X reader

Chapter Twenty Three || Impending Disaster

Third person POV

Ah, where did we leave off? Oh yes, at the verge of pure disaster. If you remember correctly, (Y/n) had just spotted Percy when the Seven spotted her. Leo was having a glare off with Kai, who was having a sort of dinner date with (Y/n), who was basically dying. Now that we're all catches up, I'll let Leo take it from here...

Leo's POV

The tall blondie sitting opposite (Y/n) had just spotted me. What was he doing next to my (Y/n)? Correction– not my (Y/n). My fists clench and I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look back to see Frank, giving me a disapproving look. "Leo, don't pick a fight with that guy." Was all he said and the rest of seven looked at me with various expressions. Mostly of sadness and confusion. "The guy owns this place, start a fight with him, you won't be the one winning. He has too many potential allies you kinda don't wanna upset." I stare at Frank blankly, hoping to mask my anger. I glance back at (Y/n) who seemingly is looking at me worriedly. She looks kinda cute when she's worried. Okay, who am I kidding? She looks frickin' hot! It's just the constant frown she wears that ruins it. I mean she looks beautiful when she smiles, and she doesn't do it often. I hear Percy speak up and look away from (Y/n).
"Quit checking out my sister Valdez!" He hisses making Piper giggle. Annabeth gives him a disapproving look and he pouts at her. I look back (Y/n) who know is having a heated conversation with blondie. He is scowling as she continues to speak. When he starts talking, I could see the hurt in (Y/n)'s eyes, making me want to rip blondie's head off with my bare hands. Okay, I've spending too much time in Ares cabin.

(Y/n)'s POV

"How do you know the seven of the prophecy?" Kai hisses at me. What is his problem?
"Because one of them is my brother!" I see a calculating look flash across his face, but it goes as soon as it comes.
"I know you're a Greek, so it's either Valdez or Jackson."
"It's Percy," I say quietly. I always felt really self conscious when talking about my family, whether it be my Shadowhunting lineage or my Greek heritage.
"So daughter of Poseidon I see."
"My family doesn't define me you know,"
"So what's the deal between you and Valdez huh?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"What's it to you? Like you actually care!" My fist clenches underneath the table.
"I don't like the way he looks at you," Kai shrugs. How dare he have the audacity to act like he owned me?!
"Listen here buddy, you don't own me, so stop acting like. You're just a rich snob who acts like he can have everything. Well guess what? Screw you and this dam restaurant! I'm leaving." I snap at him coldly. I'm about to get up when he speaks.
"Just because your brother is Percy Jackson or that you are apparently chummies with the Seven, doesn't mean you are safe you know. It doesn't mean you're out of harms way, so stop acting all high and mighty because we both know here you're nothing. You need money because you're broke, so let's face it, you'll have this dinner quietly and you'll keep your job." He shrugged at me as I looked at him. I was taken aback by his sudden straightforwardness.
"And what makes you think that?" A sudden voice makes me jump. I see Leo towering over me, glowering down at Kai.
"And who do you think you are?" Kai says, getting up from his seat, growling at Leo. Not here. Not now. I give Leo a pleading look to stop. I couldn't cause a scene here, I just got the friggin job! I get up from my chair, making an effort to pull Leo away from the scene, but I'll give him credit for abbot so scrawny he wouldn't budge. He harshly shrugged off my touch.
"Leo," I say quietly, hoping to snap him out of this daze. Clearly not happening. Kai smirks, not helping the situation.
"How could you let her go Leo?" He smiles sadly but I could see pure joy in his eyes. "Oh yes, of course for the goddess Calypso, who if I remember correctly, cheated on you and then dumped you."
I could see Leo tense, fists clenched. Oh Leo. Not now, please stop.
"Kai. That's enough." I say sharply. His attention turns towards me and my hand on Leo's shoulder. He then slowly walks up to me, and before I realise what's happening, his lips were on mine. He kissed me roughly, I moved my hands to his chest to make an effort to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. He was then ripped off me by Leo. Leo was breathing deeply, and then swung his fist, colliding with Kai's nose. Gasps were heard through the room, no one moved to help though. Kai lunged at Leo, nose still bloody, throwing punches at him.
"Leo!" I exclaim, trying to pull them away. I see my brother running to me, along with the rest of the seven. Neither of the boys were winning. The fight was definitely not one sided. Leo's fists caught on fire making my eyes widen. This was getting out of control. Kai had gotten a blade out of jacket, making me gasp, I run in front of Leo, Kai's fist colliding with my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I fall to me knees, feeling as if I couldn't breathe. I look up at Kai, whose eyes were wide with shock. I give him an accusing look, getting back up on my feet.
"Just stop," I say, out of breath and clutching my stomach. I feel someone wrap their arm around my waist, and I see Percy beside me. I lean against him, and look at Kai blankly. "You've done enough damage, and if I have to put up with this to work here, then I quit. Goodbye Kai." I say quietly, walking away, wriggling out of Percy's grip. Don't cry. You will not cry. You are better than this. As soon as I exited the building, I take off my heels, slumping against the side of the entrance door. The tears escape my eyes before I could stop them and compose myself. I get up, walking deeper into the city, heels in one hand, and the other arm wrapped around me. Why does drama follow me, and why do I face it like a coward? I don't deserve these tears! I am acting like an idiot. The scene in there was so cliché, I couldn't believe it myself that those things happened in real life. I laugh out loud at how cliché my life seemed to be currently. Next thing you know, they'll be falling at my feet begging for my forgiveness, saying that they made a mistake. By the Angel, my life makes me want to throw up. I just want tonight to be over, so I can slip into my bed, and just go to sleep. Maybe tomorrow will be better? Oh who am I kidding? Tomorrow is when we deal with the the aftermath of this.