Reunited, but broken hearted

Annie Jenkins moved away from Holmes Chapel about ten years ago. She left behind the five best friends she had ever had, and the one boy she fell in love with--Marcel, or Harry, Styles. But all too soon, Annie and Harry grow apart.

She hasn't seen Harry in a decade. But when her old school, Holmes Chapel High School, sends her a letter saying that she's invited to a reunion, she, thanks to the pushing of her roommate, Marie, heads down to Holmes Chapel, where she is reunited with Harry again. But the man she meets at the reunion isn't the sweet boy she fell in love with ten years ago. Something happened...and Annie is determined to find out what. You may want to read My Friend Marcel first. Otherwise you're going to be pretty confused.


2. Absolutely Not...well...I guess so...

“So basically, you got invited to your high school graduation…and you don’t want to go?” Marie glared at me. “Why wouldn’t you want to go?”

“Why would I?” I countered. I leaned back onto the couch.  “So I can go see the people that made my life horrible for the five months I was there?”

“Noooooo.” Marie rolled her eyes. “So you can see that totally freaking hot guy you call your ex-boyfriend. Henry, or Barry…Whatever his name is.”

“Harry.” I corrected. My fingers brushed across the paper airplane necklace I still wore, and my stomach felt all squiggly at the mention of his name. “And why would I want to see him?”

“So you can start dating again, get married, and make beautiful babies together.” Marie said with a straight face. I made a disgusted face and threw a pillow at her. She giggled, and dodged it. “I’m kidding. But seriously. You have to go, Ann!”

“I don’t want to!” I moaned, falling face first into the soft cushion.

“Gwendolyn Anne Jenkins. You get your rear off this sear instantaneously and start packing, or I’m posting that one picture from Luke’s party all over Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook!” Marie threatened. I raised my head slowly.

“You wouldn’t.”

“I would, I would! (See what I did there?)” she sang, dancing into the kitchen. I growled, and got up, stomping to my room. Sometimes, I really, really can’t stand her.

The Next Night…                                                

“So tell me again why you're going with me?” I asked as I drove off the interstate and onto the small road that led down to Holmes Chapel.

“To make sure you don’t run off on me and tell me you went to the reunion when you didn’t.” Marie smiled at me. “And besides. You never know when you’ll meet a cute boy.” I rolled my eyes, and turned left. A familiar sign came into view—Welcome to Holmes Chapel. I took a deep breath, and my knuckles were white as I gripped the steering wheel. “Mar, I don’t think I can do this.”

“You can.” Marie fixed her hair quickly in the mirror. “He may not even show up.” She added as I pulled into the high school parking lot.

“True.” I turned off my car, and sank back into the seat. I picked at a spot on my dress. “But what if he does…” I whispered, my hand drifting to my necklace again. Marie grabbed my hands in hers, and smiled.

“Then you shall flip your hair in his face and act cool.” She said. “Now get out of the car, missy!” I sighed, and obeyed, leading my roommate up the familiar steps and down the hall. I stopped at the desk. “I’m Annie Jenkins…I’m here for the reunion?” I asked the receptionist.

“Oh, alright.” She handed me a sticky name tag that said my first name on it. “Who’s your friend?” She asked, gesturing to Marie.

“My roommate. She wanted to come. Is that alright?”

“Of course.” The receptionist pointed down the hall. “Down there and to the left, honey. Have a good time.” I smiled, then started walking. Soon we got to the gym, where there was a huge banner that said, Welcome Class of 2003. I took a deep breath, and Marie squeezed my arm in reassurance. We both walked into the room. No turning back now…

AN: This is what Annie wore to the reunion. J I’m using Selena Gomez as my model for Annie…If you haven’t been able to guess…

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