I have now decided to have Annabeth sick, because… well I'm not sure, just read it okay!?

I do not own PJO. Thank you.

POV: Annabeth

"You got me sick!" I complained to Percy who was laying with me on his bed.

"Hey! You kissed me!"

"Yeah, Percy the second time!"

"You admitted you were wrong. I think you're dying like I was!" Percy scoffed.

"Perseus Jackson, I may be sick, but I can still beat you up, and you know it." Percy didn't say anything for a while after that.

"I am so very sorry that I got you sick. At least you got your exams done, and if I may add you have your extremely hot boyfriend, whom you still love dearly, taking care of you! Aren't you lucky?

"You have a really big head, don't you?"

Percy looked confused. I just shook my head.

"Why don't we play a game?" Percy suggested.

"For the love of Zeus's bolt, Percy shut up!"

"Why are you so mean to me? You know I could be off watching TV, or doing anything else, but instead I am h-"

Before he could continue, I kissed him.

"That's how you get your girlfriend to kiss you." Percy said with a smirk on his face.

"Or, that's how your girlfriend gets revenge for you being so annoying, she tries to get you sick."

"That, my dear Annabeth is a chance I am willing to take."

Percy was so stupid sometimes.

"Do you need anything wise girl?"

"Yeah, hmmm how about some tea that I'm not going to drink after you take the time and effort to make it?" I suggested, remembering when he was sick.

"Okay, so I deserved that, but in mu defense, who drinks tea?"

"Sally obviously if she had tea here!"

"Oh." Percy said lamely.

I laughed at his expression, and kissed his cheek.

Percy pulled me close to him, one arm under my legs; the other under my neck. He effortlessly lifted me up bridal style, and carried me to the couch in the living room.

Once we were situated on the couch, Percy turned on the television. Not that we paid much attention to it. I was too busy reading. Percy was too busy trying to distract me.

He started by trying to talk to me. When that failed, he tried prying the book from my hands. That attempt ended with me hitting him hard with a one-thousand page, hard cover book. When all else failed, he tried kissing me. First my arm, then my hand, my shoulders, my head, and somehow he found a way to kiss my lips.

Okay, see kissing Percy Jackson is like opening presents on Christmas morning. Exciting, and endless. Percy was a really good kisser, so it was hard to pull away from him.

Anyway, he started kissing my lips, and I tried to concentrate, to tell myself to just pull away, but I couldn't. He just had too much control over me. I hated it too.

Eventually Percy had me so distracted, that he ripped the book from my hands, and threw it across the room.

I was okay, until the thump of the book knocked some sense into me.

I yanked away from our kissing session.

"You! I'm not kissing you for the rest of the day!" I told Percy.

"Oh you know you want to." Percy taunted. He slowly licked his lips for effect.

"No, now get me my book." Percy sighed, and picked my book up. As soon as is was in my grasp, I hit him with it.

"Ow! You're violent when you're sick!"

"But you're annoying no matter what!" I replied.

"That was mean, I think I deserve a kiss now." Percy pouted.

Why was Perseus so cute? Couldn't he be like the rest of us? Normal looking?

"One, and one kiss only!"

"I'll take what I can get." Percy said as he came forward, and kissed me on the lips.

Wow, this was going to be a long day with Percy.