The BodyGuard<<h.s

Prologue

"Dad please!" I can't believe that he wants me to have a bodyguard, it's absurd!
"Evelyn!" He tightly squeezes his eyes shut, something dad always does when he's frustrated. "Just listen. Your mother and I have already arranged a suitable man for the job, he'll be here any minute."
"What!" This is so stupid. I do not need a stupid bodyguard to follow me around everyday. Just because I'm the princess! Just because they caught me sneaking out the other night. I'm a teenager! Can't I have fun! Now I have to get a bodyguard!
My dad goes and sits down at his desk and I leave the room. I walk through the palace hallways to the kitchen and sit down on the bench stool.
I wonder what my bodyguard will be like. He'll probably be some annoying old man, who has bad BO and personal space issues. I cringe at the thought.
The doorbell interrupts my thoughts and I hear my fathers footsteps walk towards the door. I hear dad greet the person at the door. Their footsteps get louder as they walk towards the kitchen.
Here goes nothing, I think as I turn around to face the two men. Holy shit. He's gorgeous. The curls. The eyes. Oh crap and those lips. How can someone so hot be a bodyguard, shouldn't he be a Calvin Klein model or something? My dads voice interrupts my thoughts.
"Evelyn this is Harry Styles your new bodyguard,"