I wasted like half of my summers tryna hold on your hand.

Maybe it was just a simple infatuation Percy had with you. You helped him cope with his mother's sudden death when he came to camp for the first time, you introduced him and walked him through out his now 'home', you became his friend.

That was all it took for Percy to grow attached to you, maybe too attached.

He would be beside you constantly, he picked you when he went on his quest, of course he did. The quest only made his feelings for you bloom, they grew stronger than ever, yet you didn't even seem to feel the same about him.

Even the slightest bit of affection from you send Percy into a frenzy, yet, no matter how much attention or attention Percy gives you, you don't seem to take it personal.

He was just a friend to you, and it hurt Percy more than he was willing to admit to you. "Hey." Percy said quietly, it was the dead of night, you all decided to sleep in the train, it was only you and Percy awake, while Annabeth and Grover got some well deserved rest.

"Do you think we'll be together in every life?" He asked, so much going through his head, he just needed to hear your voice, it didn't matter that whatever you would say would break him.

He just needed you, the pain you can cause him drowns in how much he loves you.