Warnings: Profanity

Word Count: 1832

Author's Note: This was requested by @maccat123! You can read part one a few posts back! Sorry it took a little while to get to!

"No," your mom said, her mouth forming a straight line. "You're not going out."

"Please, Mom," you begged.

"You saw him last night. I think you can go a day without seeing him."

"Fine."

You spun on your heel and went stomping towards the stairs. Of course, this tirade only lasted a few moments before your mom had another comment to make.

"What is that in your pocket?" she asked.

You practically felt the color drain from your face. All morning you had done such a good job of keeping your phone hidden away so that she wouldn't be reminded of the punishment you had received. Just this once it had slipped your mind, and of course she noticed immediately.

"Nothing," you spun around, hoping you could make up a lie quick enough.

"Is that your phone? You know you're not supposed to have it."

"It's not my phone."

"Hand it over," she held out a hand and you knew it was over.

You sighed as you pulled your phone out of your pocket and placed it in her outstretched hand. She smiled as she crossed her arms, prompting you to go stomping all the way back to your room.

"Now what?" you grumbled to nobody in particular as you shut your bedroom door.

Percy watched you as you paced around the room, trying to think of a way that you could sneak out to see Tyler and avoid getting caught. It would be difficult, but if you played your cards right it wasn't impossible.

You continued to walk the length of your room, practicing the conversation outloud to yourself. By the time that you were heading to confront your Mom, you had prepared answers for every possible question that she could throw at you.

"Hey, Mom," you said, pulling the sweetest smile that you could muster.

"Yes, dear?" she said without a glance up from her book.

"I was wondering if I could bike over to the library to work on a school project?"

"Why do you need to go to the library to do that?"

"It's a quiet environment," you shrugged.

"Do you hear that?" your mom asked.

"Hear what?"

"Exactly. It's quiet enough here for you to work."

Well you certainly hadn't anticipated that one.

"I'll focus better."

"The library won't always be an option, Y/N. You need to learn to focus wherever you are."

An idea suddenly popped into your head.

"Ok, but can you promise that you won't bother me at all while I'm working? And I mean at all. When I get in the groove, I don't want to lose it."

"Fine, you have my word that unless there's an emergency, I will not bother you."

"Thanks," you smiled, walking over and giving her a quick hug. "I'll make sure to come down for dinner at six."

She gave you a reassuring pat on the shoulder and then you took off upstairs. There was no time to waste, you wanted to be able to spend as much time with Tyler as humanly possible.

"You better not rat me out," you said to Percy as you pulled the screen out of your window.

You pulled the screen inside and leaned it against the wall before wiping your sweaty palms off on your jeans. This wasn't the first time that you had snuck out of your room, but it never failed to make you nervous. If your mom caught you, you wouldn't be allowed to leave the house for a month.

You managed to get from your second-story window to the ground in about three minutes flat. Tyler's house was only a ten minute walk from yours, although it would feel longer since you didn't have your music to listen to like usual. Hopefully he wouldn't mind you showing up on his doorstep out of the blue.

"Please answer," you muttered as you knocked on Tyler's door.

In hindsight, this probably wasn't the smartest plan. There was a good chance that one of Tyler's parents would rat you out to your mom, although it was too late to turn back now.

"Y/N?" Tyler said as he swung the front door open.

"Tyler," you whispered, grabbing his arm and pulling him outside.

He closed the door behind him and looked at you in confusion.

"Sorry," you huffed. "I snuck out. My mom has no idea that I'm here and if your parents see me, I'll get ratted out."

"What does she think you're doing?" he asked.

"I told her that I had a project to work on and that I didn't want to be disturbed. She doesn't expect to see me until six."

"What did you do? Climb out the window?"

"It wasn't the first time," you smirked.

"Wait, so what am I supposed to tell my family?"

"I don't know!" you panicked. "I just wanted to see you, I didn't really think this through."

"It's fine. Just follow my lead," he smiled.

Tyler opened the door and carefully crept inside. His family was nowhere to be seen which you were thankful for. The less you had to lie today, the better.

You followed him through the hallway towards the stairs. He made a point to exaggerate his movements, making you have to focus more on stifling laughter than walking quietly. It seemed odd that none of his siblings had come sprinting down the steps yet, it seemed like they were always running around when you were over.

"Almost there," Tyler whispered as you neared the top of the steps.

"Tyler!" his mom called from another room.

"Oh no. Quick!"

You and Tyler took off at a run for his room. He shut the door behind you and spun around to face you.

"Get in the closet," he said plainly.

"Excuse me?"

"My mom is going to come up here looking for me and she'll see you. Get in the closet."

You had just enough time to jump into the closet and shut the doors before Tyler's mom knocked on his door. She entered the room a few moments later, and without realizing it you started to hold your breath. Tyler quickly answered all of her questions and ushered her out of the room.

"You're good," he said, flopping back onto his bed.

"Finally," you sighed, stepping out of the closet and joining Tyler on the bed. "It smelled overwhelmingly like cologne in there."

"Hey, it's better than everything smelling gross."

"You have a point."

Tyler rolled to the side and threw an arm across your stomach; his nose was pressed to your cheek.

"Whatcha doing there?" you laughed.

"What am I supposed to be doing?" Tyler asked, fear just barely detectable in his voice.

"You're not doing anything wrong," you reassured him, reaching up and placing a hand on his arm.

"Oh, ok. Sorry if that was a weird question, you're just like my first girlfriend or whatever."

"Ty, it's fine. We're still best friends, remember?"

"Right," he said. "Except now I get to do this."

He turned your head towards him and pulled you into a kiss. You managed to keep a straight face for a few seconds before you started giggling.

"What?" Tyler smiled, pulling away.

"Sorry, I've just had a massive crush on your for what feels like forever and now that we're actually together it feels surreal."

"Tell me about it."

You sighed, "My mom is going to kill me when she finds out."

"Hey, you don't need to worry about that right now."

"You're right."

The two of you hung out in his room for quite some time. Thankfully you didn't have to hide in the closet anymore, although there were a few close calls. You were just happy that you had found a way out of the house to spend time with him.

"My mom should be in the kitchen," Tyler explained, slowly opening the door.

"How are we going to get past her? She'll totally see us on the stairs."

"I'll handle this, wait here."

Tyler took off before you even had a chance to ask what was going on. You could just barely hear him talking to his mom downstairs, although you couldn't tell what he was saying. His mom came up the steps a few seconds later. Tyler watched as she rounded the corner before waving at you frantically.

You tried to run as quietly as possible over to the steps. Tyler grabbed your hand and all but pulled you down the steps alongside him.

"Tyler!" his mom called as the two of you reached the bottom of the steps.

"Quick!" Tyler whisper yelled as you ran down the hallway.

The two of you reached the front door. You stepped outside, but Tyler paused for a moment.

"I'm going to go get the mail!" he called before quickly shutting the door.

"That was wild," you smiled, breathing quickly from the adrenaline and sprint down the hallway. "What did you tell her?"

"I said Jay needed her. She probably realized that it was a lie and wanted to know why I lied to her."

"Got it," you smiled.

"Yeah. Hey, I'm really glad you came over to see me today, even if that meant you sneaking out."

"I am too. Now we just have to hope that my mom doesn't find out."

"Kiss for good luck?" Tyler smirked.

"Of course."

Tyler pulled you into a kiss. You hated that your mom disapproved of him even though he made you happier than anyone else.

"I don't know that I'll ever get used to this," Tyler smiled.

"Me neither," you glanced at your watch. "Ok, I've got to run."

"See you later!" Tyler called as you made your way down the front steps.

"Don't forget the mail!" you called over your shoulder.

It was 5:58 by the time that you made it up the tree and outside your bedroom window. You had one leg over the windowsill when you noticed your door handle starting to turn. There was no way you were going to be able to make it inside by the time the door was open.

"Y/N, dinner is-what in the world do you think you're doing?" your mom asked upon seeing you halfway out the window.

Your mind was scrambling for answers. There had to be a believable lie that you could tell her.

"The neighbor kids got their frisbee stuck on the roof and I had to get it down for them."

She looked confused for a moment, but seemed to believe it, "Alright, well, fix your window and then come downstairs for dinner."

"Ok," you smiled.

You sighed as soon as she left the room. That had been way too close of a call and you were in enough trouble as it is. At least you had been able to come up with a convincing lie.

Now all you had to do was figure out a way to tell her you were dating Tyler.