As Long As We're Together (Percy Jackson/One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 1: Five Years After The War

*Five Years After The War With Gaea*

*Louie's POV*

"It was the best song ever..." I Finished. We were finishing up our concert. BSE was our last song. "Ok! Sadly, that's all we have for tonight, as we gotta go back to the hotel to get some sleep! Love you all!" Zayn said, as we started walking offstage. I waved to the girls. Sure, I loved them and all, but every time I looked at them I saw Annabeth. My girlfriend. Or, My Ex-Girlfriend. I haven't seen her in five years, since the war with Queen Dirt Face.

*Flashback*

Darkness. That's all I could see. I could barley see Annabeth, although I knew she was there. I kept holding her hand, in case she woke up. She had been knocked unconscious when we hit. I felt horrible myself, probably had a couple broken ribs. I wish I still had my Achilles Curse, I thought. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten hurt as bad. I guess it didn't totally wear off, I should've hurt myself worse then this. Annabeth had had a soft landing though, as she had landed on me. I carefully shook her awake. She stirred, then woke up."Percy?" "Yeah Annabeth?" "Oh my gods" she said, then hugged me.

*End Of Flashback*

Once we had gotten through Tartarus, we were wrecks. Frank and Hazel stayed together, Leo never ended up getting a girlfriend, Jason and Piper stayed together, and me and Annabeth, we wouldn't go anywhere with out the other. If she went to the bathroom, I'd wait outside the door. Now we had been separated for 3 years. I couldn't stand being with out her. I would die with out her. The reason I moved to the UK was because I wanted to get away from the gods, and my shitty life. After the war with Gaea, everyone forgot who I was. Nobody cared about me. Not at camp, not at camp Jupiter, not the hunters, not the other 4 left in the seven, not the gods, not Thalia, not Nico, no one. No one but my mom, Paul, and Annabeth. Annabeth's dad had wanted her to stay in SF after everything. So I left. I turned 18. I moved to England. I changed my name, because I had been living with my moms friend's family. The Tomlinson's. I became a new person and started a new life. I auditioned for The X-Factor. And now I'm 1/5 of One Direction.

"Louie! Come on, we're going." Liam's voice shook me out of my thoughts. "What? Oh, yeah, hold on. I'll be right there." I answered. I ran to the dressing rooms and grabbed my phone(with a celestial bronze case that I had Leo make me when we were stopped in London on the way back from Greece. I had gotten an iPhone 4 {newest one at that time} and Leo made me a special case that would grow or shrink to fit any cell phone, so I have the same one on my iPhone 5 now). Once I had it, I walked out of the building. I thought about today. It was August 18th. My birthday, my real one. I sighed. I was really 22, but the girls and everyone else thinks I'm 21. Soon enough, I got to my car. Niall was sitting in the front passenger seat. "Thought you were never coming. I just got off the phone with management. We're flying to California tomorrow, they said we're touring with another band! But they are new. They're from America, so we gotta go there!" "Wait, Really?" I said. "Yep. We gotta get up early tomorrow." "Ugh, crap. I hate getting up early." I replied.

Once we got to the hotel, I crashed on my bed, not daring to sleep. I would only have nightmares. 'Maybe tomorrow I can go visit Annabeth. Or not. Fuck everything I gotta see her!!!' Soon enough, I was asleep, surprisingly with no nightmares.

Was it good? It's my first try on a real story! I hate to ask but I really wanna know!!!

- Bri