Book 3: The Love of an Angel

Callie got another chance at life, but she's not alive, she's an angel. She was allowed to go back to to Earth and try to make Louis happy again. But he has to remember her on his own. She had to change her name and appearance, but she still has the same personality. Will Louis be able to remember Callie with just seeing her personality?

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7. Chapter 7

Hey guys, so I haven't updated in a while. And Direction_13_ has informed me it has been 2 weeks :( Sorry guys!!! PLease do forgive me, it' s just that I've been busy with school and stuff. And I haven't really gotten around to update, and my ideas have gone flat. :/ Witers block.. smh. 

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~JoJo <3


"Y-yeah... Everything's fine." He replies, forcing a smile.

"So then why are you here all by yourself, doing.. Nothing?" I ask, curiously.

"I-I couldn't sleep, so um.. I just came to get a glass of.. uh.. water.." He stutters.

"Seriosuly, you think I believe you?" I say, taking a seat beside him. "C'mon, tell me. What's bothering you?"

"Okay, fine... Yesterday Carson called, and she said she got Callie's real birth cirtificate. Everything on it was the same, except for the name.." He trails off.

"Okay, and...? What was it?" I ask.

"Isabella Collins," He replies.

"You're kidding, right?"

"I wish I was.." He sighs. "Here, Carson sent it to my email, just read it." He gives me his phone, and I see the email. Her real name was Isabella Collins.

"You don't think she's actually Callie, do you?" Harry asks.

"No, it can't be her. We saw she... died." I answer, giving him his phone back and now taking a seat beside him.

"I don't mean like that. What if she's an angel or something. I know I sound stupid, but don't you realize she always wears white, and she had that sweater on all the time, maybe to block her wings. And we did see feathers coming out from the sweater that one time, didn't we? And plus, you said they felt as if they had bones in it, but then when she picked it up, it changed. What if all of that's real?" He says on the verge of tears.

"Harry, angels aren't real. And if they were, I don't think Izzy's one.. You probably just miss her." I say to him.

I want to believe it myself, but that is a little hard to do. Everything Harry's saying is true, but it's just so hard to believe that she could be an angel.

"And plus, one time after Callie had died.. I had this dream.." He trails off.

"What was the dream about?"

"Well, it was like in heaven or something. There were two people, and the guy was saying how the girl would be allowed to go back to Earth, but she has to change her name. And strange enough, he said her new name would be Isabella Collins. I kept having the same dream over and over again. It's strange, don't you think?"


"I'll give you another chance, but everything about you will have to change, everything but your personality. You will have a new name, and look. But you will not be alive though, just in human form. And try your best not to expose your wings."

"I'll try my best, but how can I not making it show?"

"Here, take this. Keep it on at all times." With that the guy handed a white sweater at the other person who was shining, too bright for me to make out who it was.

"So what is my new name?"

"Your new name is Isabella Collins, don't forget."

"Thank you, and my new look?"

"You will have blonde hair, jade coloured eyes, and you will be medium height. Everything else about you is same, your birthday remains the same. And your hometown, but don't let anyone know your address. If anyone asks about your parents, you say the died in a car crash."

"Thank you,"

"Now, you may go!"

*End of Flashback*

"Yeah, that is kind of strange, maybe it's just a coincidence. Don't worry yourself about it though, just go to bed." I say, putting on a weak smile.

"I know in your head you want to believe this, Lou." He says, bluntly.

"I do, but then again, I don't believe it, sorry. Just go get some rest, you'll feel better in the morning, kay?"

He sighs, "Okay..."

I could tell he wasn't happy about this, but as much as I want to believe this, I can't. It just doesn't seem real to me. Harry probably just misses her, they were really close after all. If I lost my sisters I wouldn't know what to do. He was handling it pretty well, up until just now.

Harry got up from his position on the chair, and slowly made his way to his room. I got up too, and walked along with him. As we made our way upstairs, we were totally quiet. I reached my room, while Harry's was further down the hall. We said goodnight and then I slowly opened the door to my room. I closed the door lightly, trying not to wake Izzy. I crept into bed beside her, and soon after snoozed off.


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