I know that it's after new years, but I wanted to write this, so here's a new year's one shot! Also, there are going to be mentions of underage drinking in this, so if that makes you uncomfortable, feel free to skip over this one! This is a high school AU, by the way.

Nico's POV

When someone told me that Will Solace was here, I didn't believe them. When Percy had sidled up to me, throwing his arm around my shoulder and yelling something that sounded like "Will Solace is here!" over the pounding music that seemed to be vibrating the room, I was inclined to slug him in the arm and send him back to Annabeth. 

"You always love to say that," I muttered, rolling my eyes. "You told me that he was at that concert that one time. You told me that he was at the mall, and he told me that he was standing outside of my house one time at one in the morning. And guess what? He wasn't there." 

"Yeah, but this time he is here," Percy slurred. "I saw him. His blonde head, bobbing through the crowd. He's here. I'd swear it on a huge piece of blue cake." 

"One little relationship in freshman year, and you think you can tease me about it for the rest of my life," I complained. "He moved away years ago, why can't you just drop him?" 

"It wasn't a little relationship, it lasted for a year and a half before he moved away," Percy insisted. He was swaying a tiny bit, his hand clamped over my shoulder. "You're still hung up on him, I know you are." 

"Yeah, and I know you're drunk," I said, grabbing his hand and dragging him over to the side of the room where Annabeth was leaning against the streamer covered wall, sipping at a glass of punch and watching us over the plastic rim. Since she had arrived someone had dumped what looked like an entire bucketful of glitter over her beachy blonde waves and it had drifted down to lightly dust her eyelashes and silver silk tank top. She stopped drinking the punch when she saw that I was dragging Percy to her. 

"What's he done this time?" She smirked, accepting the gift of her boyfriend's arm. Percy leaned over, giving her a sloppy kiss on the cheek, making her grin a tiny bit, ducking her head down. 

"He keeps insisting that Will is here," I said, crossing my arms. "Remember the one I dated for like a second in ninth grade?" 

"It was a year and a half," Annabeth reminded me. "And I know that most of the time Percy says that Will is here he's lying, but this time he's not. Will really is here." This caught my attention. Percy insisting that my long lost love was in the building was one thing, but Annabeth saying it was a completely different story, a story that I believed. Without even realizing my arms dropped to my side and I did a one eighty to face the crowd, a dense mob of people nearly five hundred thick. Everywhere I turned there was a Will, but none of them were really him. One had brown eyes instead of blue, one was too short, one was completely freckle-less. 

"Where?" I demanded. "Where is he? Did you see him?" 

"The last I saw he was with Cecil right over here," Annabeth said, gesturing to her right. "I told him you were here. He's probably looking for you." 

"I have to find him," I gasped, scanning the crowd for a sign, any sign at all of Will. 

"Go," Annabeth encouraged, shooing me away with her left hand. Percy was still clinging to her right like it was his lifeline. "Everyone deserves a little love for the new year."

I took off through the crowd, shoving my way through the mob of dancers, darting across the dance floor. There was an empty table and I leapt up on it, surveying the heads of the crowd desperately. Will could already be gone, I thought. Or I could finally see him again after over a year of him being gone, and he would want nothing to do with me. Maybe he was dating Cecil. Cecil did invite Will all the way to his house in New York all the way from California, after all. But all of the thoughts were pushed from my head when I saw two figures heading up the long spiral staircase of Cecil's house, one unmistakably hot, blonde, and very gay. "Will!" I called out, jumping off the table and back into the crowd. I began to push myself through the crowd to get to Will, desperate to get to the staircase before I lost sight of Will.

Will's POV

I thought I heard someone calling my name, at the back of the crowd. I had no idea how I could have heard it from the music that was sending vibrations through the floor but I did and I turned, looking over the crowd. Cecil and I were high up on his staircase now, and all of the people had blended together so that with the dancing it was hard to discern one person from the next. They all looked almost exactly the same, just moving blobs of hair. "What are you looking at?" Cecil asked, turning to me. 

"Nothing," I said, still looking over the crowd. There was a feeling in my gut, a feeling that was telling me to go back down to the party and find whoever was calling my name, if there even was a person calling my name. But I hadn't seen Cecil in over a year, and now I was finally back in his house. "I thought I heard someone saying my name, but I think I was imagining things. Come on, let's keep going." Cecil led me to his room, and even with the door closed we could still hear the thumping of the music from downstairs, although it was muffled by the floor and the thick carpet covering it. 

"So," he said, sitting down on the rug with his head against his bed. "You and Nico Di Angelo. You going to take that anywhere?" 

"I haven't talked to him in over a year," I said, sitting down next to him. "He's probably moved on. A lot can happen in a year." 

"Nah, he's still pining for you," Cecil said, running his hand over the carpet. "He denies it, of course, but the whole school knows it. Everyone knows he still loves you. Not to mention he's going to be psyched when he finds out you're graduating with us after being away for such a long time. If that doesn't get your romance rekindled, I don't know what will." I sat up tall, my eyes wide as my mind roved over the possibilities, a thousand different scenarios and a thousand different outcomes. 

"Is he really?" I asked, my head snapping back to Cecil. He was grinning, as if he was trying not to enjoy my excitement, but he was definitely enjoying my excitement. 

"Oh, yeah," he said. "And remember Annabeth told us he was here? She probably told him that you were here. I bet he's searching for you right now." Suddenly, the person shouting my name earlier was beginning to sound more and more likely. If I thought back on the situation, I thought I even recognized the voice from a year and a half of cute nicknames and dates. I recognized the voice from a year and a half of being in love with it.

Cecil glanced at his clock, a small black digital sitting on the dresser across from us, the one that his feet were pressing up against. "Hey, it's only eleven thirty. Still half an hour to get your new year's eve kiss before the clock strikes twelve." I felt bad that I was considering leaving Cecil alone on new year's eve after he had been so excited about me coming over tonight. But when I looked back over at him he was grinning, and I knew it would be okay if I went looking for Nico. "Can I?" I asked, trailing off. 

"Go, go!" Cecil urged. "I don't want to keep you from this!" I pushed myself up from my spot, running out the door. After a few seconds, however, I stopped, poking my head back into the room. 

"I'll see you in an hour, okay?" I tentatively promised, although I had a bad feeling that if everything he had said was true, I would end up breaking that promise. 

"No you won't," Cecil chuckled. "Just go! The clock is ticking!" I didn't waste anymore time, only sprinting down the stairs in search of a new year's kiss. 

Nico's POV

I had nearly given up looking after forty five minutes of darting in and out of the crowds in search for Will. Eventually I had collapsed next to the food table, where Annabeth was still standing with Percy, Percy just about passed out on her shoulder, mumbling incoherent things involving the greek gods and some camp in the middle of nowhere. "Keep looking," Annabeth encouraged, running her hands through Percy's hair. "You'll find him, I promise." 

"What if he's already gone?" I groaned, my head resting on my crossed arms, staring down into my lap. "We just weren't meant to be. The new year'll come around and I'll still be as alone as ever." That was when I heard the shouting, the voice sounding vaguely familiar. It was long faded from my mind but it was one of those things like riding a bike that you could never forget. MY head snapped up and I stood, looking around wildly for the person calling my name. For a second the crowds parted and I saw someone standing there, someone blue eyed and tall and with just the right amount of freckles. It had been over a year since I had seen his face but it had stayed in my mind after all of that time, like your favorite line from your favorite movie that you can't get out of your head. Annabeth looked over, smiling when she saw him. 

"Go get your man," she whispered, a twinkle in her stormy grey eyes. I began walking toward him, the crowd still parted so that I could still see him, a light shining down on him and making him look like an angel. Halfway there I broke into a run and as I ran I passed a clock; 11:58, two minutes to midnight. 

"Hi," I said when I finally reached him, staring up into his face. I had forgotten how tall he was, and I had forgotten how much I loved that about him. 

"Hi," he said, smiling. I had forgotten how much I had loved that smile, too. "What do we do? Do we start from the beginning?" His hand inched toward mine, and he took mine in his. It was warm but not too warm and as his hand enveloped mine, the feeling of my hand in his came back to me. 

"Or," I began. "We can start off right where we left off." I stood up on my tiptoes, holding both of his hands in mine as the clock struck twelve and confetti rained down on our heads, covering us in silver and gold. Cheers erupted from the crowd and even though I knew that they were cheering for the new year, it still felt like they were cheering for us. 

Hi guys, I hope everyone had a happy new year, and I hope you liked that!

Nina