(A/N) Sorry for the delay. Here's some Solangelo Hamilham AU

(I'm doing the song by memory)

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There's nothing like summer in the city... Someone under stress meets someone lookin' pretty. There's trouble in the air, you can smell it...

And Will Solace is by himself.

I'll let him tell it.

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I hadn't slept in a week, I weak, I was awake. Working on my medical degree in college, I needed to rest. You've never seen a bastard demigod more in need of a break.

Nobody had been around since I first started sophomore year in college. It was just me and my laptop.

Longin' for adventure, missin' the Camp Life.

And that's when he showed up.

That's when Mr. Nico di Angelo walked into my life.

He said, "I know you are a man of honor, and I'm so sorry to bother you at home, but I don't know where to go. And I came here all alone."

He said, "My boyfriend's doin' me wrong. Beatin' me, cheatin' me, mistreatin' me. Suddenly he's up and gone. I don't have the means go on."

So I offered him a loan, I offered to walk him home.

"Let me help you out a bit. Repay me later," I said, smiling.

He said, "You're too kind, sir!"

I gave him thirty bucks that I had socked a way, he lived a block away.

"This one's mine, sir," Nico stated, pointing at a house a couple yards away.

"Well, I should head back home. You know, before dark." I turned to leave. He turned red, lead me to his bed, let his legs spread.

"Stay?" He asked, his eyes begging for my attention.

"Hey..." It was tempting. Him all splayed out for me like this. Spread-eagle on the bed. So vulnerable... so willing.

"Hey?" Nico seemed to be getting a little impatient.

And that's when I began to pray, Lord show me how to say no to this. I don't know how to say know to this.

I glanced at him through my fingers that now covered my tomato colored face. This is what I need. I need this so badly. Just a break.

But my God he looks so helpless. And his body's screaming "Hell yes!"

"Let me repay you," he whispered into my ear. "Let me show you how much more I could mean."

I couldn't help myself. My lips found their way to his neck. I started sucking, nipping, biting all over it. He turned his head to give me more room.

"Oh!" He exclaimed once I got to a certain spot. I started to bite a bit harder there. I was enjoying myself emensly.

But I knew it was wrong. I knew I should stop now, before this goes any farther.

Nooo, show my how to say no to this!
I don't know how to say no to this!

In my mind, I'm trying to go.

Go! Go! Go! Just leave before this gets worst. Leave before you regret. Just leave, Will!

But then his mouth is on mine and I do not say...

"No," I mumbled as he bit my lower lip. "No."

"Something wrong?" Nico whispered into the kiss. I felt myself blush.

"No," I quickly said. "Nothing at all.

My "No's" quickly turned into "Yes!" as the night progressed. And I couldn't help it. I couldn't bring myself to leave or to quit kissing the beautiful boy in front of me. I just couldn't...

I wish I could say that was the last time. I said that last time. It became a past time. A month into this endeavor I received a letter from a Mr. Percy Jackson, even better, it said:

"Good sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health," I read out loud to myself, "and in a prosperous enough position to put wealth into the pockets of people like me, down on their luck. You see, that was my boyfriend you decided to-"

I paused for a minute to think about what was happening. My brain didn't take long to come to a realization. "Fuuuuu-"

I took a deep breath, and continued reading. "Uh-oh! Looks like you gave to wrong sucker a cutcold, so time to pay the piper for the pants you unbuckled! And hey, you can keep seein' my whore boyfriend if the price is right. If not... I'm telling your wife." Joke's on him, I don't have a wife!

I hid the letter and I raced to his place, scream "How could you?!" in his face, he said:

"No, sir!"

Half dresses, apologetic, a mess, he looked pathetic, he cried:

"Please don't go sir!" Worry was streaked across Nico's forehead. He seemed to have no clue what was happening.

"So was your whole story a setup?!" I interrogated.

"What letter? I don't know about any letter!" He responded. Tears were streaking down his face by now.

"Stop crying, God damkit, get up!"

"I didn't know any better!"

"I am ruined!" I cried. Technically, I just hired a prostitute. What would the college think of that? I'd be expelled!

"Please don't leave me with him, helpless!" Nico cried, while I overlapped with my own voice.

"I am helpless- how could I do this?!"

"Give him what he wants and you can have me!" Nico exclaimed, while I responded, "I don't want you."

"If you pay," Nico sobbed, "you can stay!" Tears were streaming down his cheeks. He was thinking about Percy Jackson. He must be a truly horrible fellow.

Lord, show me how to say no to this.
I don't know how to say no to this.
But the situation's helpless.
And his body's screaming "Hell, yes!"
No show me how to say no to this,
How can I say no to this?
There is nowhere I can go.
When his body's on mine I cannot say no!

"I'm not going to say no to this," I stated firmly. "Not while Percy thinks he owns you."

Say no to this, I don't say no to this.

Nico looked up at me, his face showing pure bliss. But it dropped soon after. "H-how?"

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"So?" Percy asked. I pulled out a wad of roughly a thousand dollars I was going to use to pay off my bills.

"The deal was seven hundred," I told, "but I'll give you a thousand if you keep your hands off Nico. He doesn't belong to you. He's staying with me now."

Percy took a moment to consider the deal. "Fair enough."

"Nobody needs to know." We shook on it.