~Annabeth pov~ I'm currently in the lady's restroom calling Justin. "Where are you!?" "Well someone is eagerd to see me. I'm just down the street babe" "Don't call me babe . we may be dating but don't call me babe or baby or honey. just don't call me anything but Annabeth. Got it." "Feisty I like it." I could practically hear his smirk. "Just hurry up!" I huffed and hung up. Looking in the mirror I fixed my hair a bit and reapplied some makeup. Moans and groans could be heard in the bathroom. I shivered at the thought of sex. Yeah so what if my past revolved around it, I still think its gross. "Ugh Harry , Yess right there ughh!" Wait what? Harry! Hurt, anger, and something else grew inside me. On my way out the door, I could feel tears threatening to spill. Before I left the stall door opened. A blonde and Harry came out smiling. Harry looked at me and quickly his smile turned into a worried and sorry expression. I pushed the door open and slammed it guard behind me. Walking to the exit a pair of hands pulled my waist back. I pushed the stranger off and looked up to see his face. It was Justin. For the first time I was glad to see him. I stopped pushing any hugged him. Crying onto his shirt, he pulled my face up to look at him. He looked worried, Like if he really cared about me. "Hey no need to cry. Com'n let's dance." he pulled me onto the dance floor. We danced to a slow song, with me so close to him and him not trying to make a move really surprised me. Looking up I see that he was staring back. His brown eyes sparkled with the club lights. He was leaning in and surprisingly I was too. Our lips met and it felt ... it felt.. Wow. Wait what am I saying? I hate him! Or at least I should hate him. I hear someone gasp and I break the kiss. Looking to the left I see a red Harry. What's his problem. I should be the one mad at him for having toilet sex with a slut! ~Harry pov~ Seeing Annabeth cry is the worst sight ever. but being the reason why she's crying is worst. I should have never done what I did with that blonde. Where did she go anyways? Oh she's just throwing up in the sink. I should probably go help her, but since she caused this problem I'll leave her there. What could go wrong anyways? Running out the door I start looking for Annabeth. I finally see her and ...Justin? Dancing together? What is he doing here!? Walking over to them, they both start leaning in. What! Why would Annabeth kiss him! I'm way better than him! I gasped at the view in front of me. They broke and Annabeth looked at me with shock. I could feel my face heating up. I'm not just mad but I'm furious. I found myself walking towards them and next thing I knew I was on top of Justin. I was punching him so many times my knuckles were bleeding. I felt someone's hands trying to pull me off. I could hear shrieks around me telling me to stop. Something inside me didn't want to stop. Zayn and Louis dragged me off of him. As Liam tried to soothe a crying Annabeth. Niall helping Justin up. What have I done? Not only have I made a stupid decision on punching Justin but I scared Annabeth. The way she looked at me, with frightened eyes as if I'll kill her. It scared me more. Her being afraid of me was the last thing I wanted. ~ Justin Pov~ I so desperately wanted to beat Harry's ass, but I couldn't. No I wasn't afraid of him. I could of easily knocked him out cold But I didn't. Why? I'm being dared to make Annabeth fall for me. Did you really think I would ever love a slag like her? Yeah right. ----FLASHBACK---------- (Before Annabeth called from the club bathroom) "Did you fuckin hear me!" She yelled at me. "Alright calm your ass. I got it. Make her fall for me by being sweet then break her heart." I recited her instructions. "Good boy. Now-" *Ring* *Ring* "Hold up its her. " I motioned for her to be quiet. "Hello" I answered and put Annabeth on speaker. "Where are you!?" "Well someone is eagerd to see me. I'm just down the street babe" "Don't call me babe . we may be dating but don't call me babe or baby or honey. just don't call me anything but Annabeth. Got it." "Feisty I like it." I smirked. "Just hurry up!" She huffed and hung up. I put my phone back in my pocket. "Alright now remember sweet, gentle, and nice. Don't be perverted or try anything until he trusts you." She quickly spoke. "How do you know all these things about her?" I questioned. "Ugh just go and I'll tell you later!" she shoved me into my car. "Love you babe!" "love you too!" She kissed me and I sped off to the club. ------END OF FLASHBACK----- ~Mystery Girl Pov~ I hate that excuse of a human being. Do you really want to know why I hate her. That bitch stole something of mine and I want revenge!

Notes

ahhh and the drama begins!
so whos mystery girl???
and
do you think annabeth likes harry???
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