Nemophilist || h.s. [ON HOLD]

Prologue

In which Harry Styles is ordered by his new boss to guard a girl who is inevitably in love with nature, specifically tall fields of grass.

(Or)

I don't know what it is, but ever since I could walk on my own, I've always loved running into the middle of fields, barefoot sometimes, and raising my hands as high as I can, relishing in the moment.

My mother says it's the adrenaline that unleashes through my body when I get lost in all the flowers and noiseless peace, but the feeling in my heart tells me I just truly love nature and all of its sick, shocking truths.

The day my peaceful, sunny afternoons came to an end, is the same day I found out my father wasn't who he said he was and didn't do what he said he did.

My mother knew, my family knew, hell- even my friends knew. Yet I suffered the pain of being naive and oblivious. Innocent, ignorant.

However, that day is the same day that my life got a full shot of adrenaline, and somehow I ended up in the passenger seat of a sleek black car, with my bags packed in the trunk and a mysterious, sexy man to my left- driving me away from the only thing I've ever known.