Because of you.

Sequel from Kiss me ;

" We will take our own separate paths, i'll go mine and you'll go yours " Tears rolling down her cheeks as she starts walking away.

She thought that was the end.
She was wrong, destiny says it isn't.


3. Different

Annabeth POV

This morning, Justin hurried and took me to the salon for my makeover. I'm not going to lie, I've had this look my whole life and now I'm going to lose it. But I remind myself about harry, its worth it Annabeth, it will.

" So, dear. You want a COMPETE make-over? " the girl scared me a little of her wording.

" Yes mam. please " I say slowly, looking at myself through the salon mirror, last look of old Annabeth.

" No problem. " She winks at me.

The girl turns my chair around so I wouldn't see myself over the mirror anymore.

Here we go.


Harry POV

Today, I'm going to attempt to step outside for a little. I don't know why but I'm sad to not see Annabeth working beside me anymore and having no idea where  she is or how she is.

 I give my hair a shake to get me off track.

I open the door, and took my first step out of my room. It feels a bit nice to let myself win.

Sliding through the slippery hallway to Niall's and giving him a knock.

" Hey, mate. I see you're feeling better. Come in " He tries to sound cheerful.

" Thanks " I have no other reply to him, since I'm not feeling that much better afterall.

" I have good news! " He sat me on his couch.

" My sister is coming to work for our new manager! " He grins at me.

" That's great, niall " I really could careless about that.

Niall give me a weird stare.

" Sorry, harry. I'm just really excited. I really miss my little sister. Sorry its not such good news " Niall starts scratching his eyes.

" Niall, don't sweat it " I pat his shoulder lightly.


Justin POV

I've been waiting for Annabeth infron of the salon for about 2 hours now, I guess this is going to be a really really complete makeover. Still, I don't understand why she doesn't want to be found. It does her no good anyways. But I had to do it for her, if she thinks I will help her. sigh.

Finally the salon girl came to call me over to look at the finish results.

I walk through the little hallway to a pink wallpapered room. Then there she is.

Her brown hair has turned into a complete blonde, her eyebrowns are trimmed and isn't thick like how it was, her hair is parted to the side, instead of the middle she once had, her brown eyes got contacted into a blue color, and her skin got tanner than how it was.

I pick up a picture of her I took before the makeover from my phone, she looks oppositely different. I'm so amazed, but one thing that stays, is her stunning smile.

" So, do I still look the same or  "She looks nervous.

" You look like a different girl, annie " I'm still amazed at the result.

She laughs,

" I'm going to need a new name " she faked up a smile.





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