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nineteen // nearly witches - panic! at the disco

Y/N

i think about my life without you and i start to cry
and i said, hey, it's alright
we'll make it
i love you and i'll never leave your side

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The forest had changed oddly since the last time I'd been there in winter. Now that spring was here, I got to encounter a few animals during my walk.

Adrian wasn't with me, which had a bittersweet melody to it. While I got some time to myself, I couldn't stop thinking about him and his sturdy arms around me.

Two years ago in this spot, I killed a cloaked man with the spear I am now using as a hiking stick. Percy and I had planned that together after I told him of how that guy warned, 'There's a war coming. And you're in the middle of it.' Little did we know that was the night Percy would --

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned around to see Nico smiling. "It's late," he said. "Adrian's waiting for you. I would have let him shadow travel with me over here, but he doesn't really like the feeling of throwing up his guts."

Cute.

I clasped Nico's hand and suddenly we were spinning into a shadow realm.

~~~

Adrian immediately grinned as Nico and I appeared before him at the doorstep of the Hades cabin.

Even Nico was used to the system of him and I going to the roof while he slept. Or thought about Will. Or anything he'd do without me.

So Adrian and I giggled as pipes jutted out into our sides, squeezing our way up the ladder and to outside. It wasn't that clear outside; the moon was covered by clouds hazing all over the sky. But the breeze felt amazing against my skin, and breathing in the air was simply good.

"I have a surprise for you," Adrian said behind me while I was scanning to area below us. The Harpies wouldn't come out for another thirty minutes.

I turned around, and suddenly I felt Adrian's lips pressed against mine. I wasn't sure if that was the surprise, but I would've accepted it either way. He began touching my hair, gently, and moved down to my hips.

Then Adrian pulled away as quickly as he pulled in, and blushed furiously. But then the "embarrassment" broke down to a giggle as he grabbed my hand to swing in the night.

"I really like you," Adrian whispered, dropping a light kiss on my temples. He did this as softly as possible, and it was honestly adorable. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. "I really love you too, you know."

"What's up with the random romantic side?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "During dinner you suggested a burp competition. Should I ask Apollo for a diagnosis?"

Adrian raised my right hand and twirled me around the room. "Let's dance," he murmured, bringing me closer to him. My back now leaned against his chest, and despite experiencing moments like this, I still got butterflies in my stomach.

"To what music?" I asked. Adrian then turned me around and grabbed my waist and shoulder. Apparently we were ballroom dancing.

"We don't need music," Adrian replied as we spun across the roof. It wasn't anything special -- I never took dance lessons. "It's just you and me, Mystery Girl. What more do we need?"

There it was again. Mystery Girl. I loved that name. It made me sound like something new, and, well, mysterious. I could start a whole new life and no one would bat an eye because I was Mystery Girl.

I leaned my head against Adrian's chest. I couldn't help but think of Piper. Bold, beautiful, Piper. I missed her. She was my best friend and the real reason I got to get to know Percy. The image of her flustered body before death still haunted me.

And, oh, then there was Percy. He was so imperfectly perfect. It's hard to believe someone as arrogant as him saved the world three times. Just being his girlfriend -- that was insane. I wanted to see him again, to just say hi. I didn't care about his impaled body with blood rushing out of his wounds. Somehow I only thought of the bad memories when his name came up, but I'd relive every single one of them if it meant I didn't have to miss him so badly.

Now that I met someone else, I didn't have to deal with the pain as much. Adrian was a distraction, yes, but he was so much more. He wasn't a substitute -- how could he be? He was supportive, although he didn't need to say anything to help. Just his presence was enough.

Soon enough, tears I wasn't aware of stained Adrian's shirt. Then I noticed how my body shuttered -- yeah, I was crying.

"The world is screwed," I whispered to Adrian. Then I looked up to his blue, blue, eyes, and smiled. "I love you," I said, leaning my cheek against his shirt again. "I love you so damn much."

Adrian held onto me. He didn't clutch my back as if I were his only anchor, and I didn't do that to him either. This was pain beyond yelling myself hoarse. It was infinite, internal, and inevitable. I was just thankful that I had someone like Adrian to understand what to do.

"I know," Adrian murmured. I loved his arrogance. That was his character - egotistical. It wasn't a bad thing, though. He was honest, and in that moment all I needed was his purity. Not some 'it gets better' crap or optimism for a better future. I needed real, and that's exactly what he gave me. "Just dance with me, okay?"

More tears flowed from my tired eyes as the condescending fact was repeated: Gods, I love Adrian James.

~~~

He stayed the night, and I fell asleep to the way he snored softly and the drool that slipped from the edge of his lips, down his cheek, and into a pool on his pillow.

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