So I was bored and couldn't sleep so I wrote this, I don't know why but one sided relationships interest me especially with the Olympians having feelings for him but they are not shared in response.

Like I said I don't know why I like those stories.

I do not own PJatO or HoO

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He didn't know how he got in or why he wanted to but who cared he was here now, he slipped the fake I.D into his pocket as he took and sip of his drink.

He knew one thing if his mother, father or Hades even Annabeth found out where he was he would be in trouble.

But at the moment he didn't care, he only wanted to find out what it was like in a club, the loud music blaring, the flickering lights intoxicating his senses.

Truth was he did it to fit in and also because Apollo had told him clubs were one of the best things invented, and he couldn't wait to go to one.

He had slipped out of camp pretending he was sick; the Stoll's had helped him sneak out and find an I.D.

He looked around the club the brothers were somewhere in the crowd, dancing and enjoying their night out.

A short woman sat next to him, her brown hair sticking to her forehead with sweat. She smiled at him kindly ordering a drink from the bar keeper.

Getting her drink in one hand she gestured for him to come closer, he complied moving his ear closer "You look a little young to be in a club?" she said, the smell of liquor hung in her breath, as she took another sip.

He drank the rest of his beer smiling at the woman "No I'm legal." He picked out his I.D from his pocket smiling.

She leaned in closer to take a look almost falling into his lap. She looked up at him and smiled again, raising her eyebrows. "Well in that case." She skulled the rest of her drink, grabbed his hand and walked towards the dance floor.

She spun him around with a force that he didn't expect in such as small woman and began dancing with him, grinding her hips with his.

He didn't come to a club for this, he only wanted to have a good time and not in the way she was thinking.

He scanned the room looking for one of the Stoll's but the lights confused him as they darted across the room. The darkness and the fact people were moving didn't help either.

She reached up for his neck bringing it down, to whisper in his ear. He wasn't sure what she was telling him because the music was so loud and every time she spoke she erupted into giggles.

Her breath attacking his nostrils with a heavy force that made Mrs. O'Leary's' breath smell like peaches.

"Percy is that you?" he pulled up out of the girls reach, staring at the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, Aphrodite. She scowled at the young demi god pulling out of the woman's reach.

She pulled him into the girls' toilets, which luckily was empty. The sound of the music blocked out by the heavy door.

"You are a little young to be in a club aren't you?" her hands were placed on her hips drawing his attention to her very short skirt. He mumbled a few words out, that didn't sound like words.

"When your father finds out about this he will be furious and Annabeth." She shook her head slightly, before looking back up at him. "Are you drunk?" she asked hopefully.

He shook his head in response, her shoulder shrunk.

"Well come on, might as well enjoy your freedom before your father takes it away." She led him out one hand on the small of his back. Percy blushed at the contact.

She led him over to a small empty couch. She pushed him down and sat next to him, handing him a drink.

As the night grew on the couch where they sat became crowded, causing the love goddess and the demi god to be pushed up together.

Shots where shared and they somehow started to play spin the bottle, which magically every time landed on Percy and the love goddess, the kisses became more and more heated.

His words started to become more and more slurred, and he became too easy to conquer for the sober love goddess.

Getting him drunk was the easiest thing she had ever done and it was her best plan.

Having idolized the boy ever since she first saw him, what was worse, she had offered herself to him plenty times for him to shoot her down for Annabeth.

Now he was with her.

She had him wrapped around her finger.

For the first time in her immortal life she had to get the boy drunk for her to take him.

It was close to two in the morning when they stumbled out, Percy leaning on the goddess as they made their way towards her apartment in New York.

Her lips connected with his, as she entangled her hands in his hair, she had waited a long time for this, to feel his soft lips as they traced down her neck.

She couldn't wait, clicking her fingers she appeared in her bedroom, spinning around and pushing him onto the bed.

She had won and this was her prize.

She crawled over him; he wrapped his arms around her, though she could still feel his reluctance.

Firmly she pressed her lips onto his, ripping off his clothes in the process, only for them to be magically repaired as they fell the floor.

Tonight he was hers.

When she awoke the next morning the cool air from his side of the bed stung her like a bee sting, carefully she sat up, his clothes gone, the bed empty.

For once she was left alone the day after.

She didn't like it, a taste of her own medicine.

She was wanted by many.

But that didn't matter because.

She only wanted him.

Okay so Percy left because he was confused and well to be honest she took advantage of him, he is still with Annabeth in this story, but he got drunk and had a one night stand. Accidents happen.

I may write more of these kinds of stories depends on what you guys think of this one.

Sorry if it sucked.

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