Guardian (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Prologue

A/N:

Hey guys, to start off, Thank you for reading, you're all so kind. This was originally a different book I wrote, but felt it was not a great story (and was not heading where I wish it would) and this was a great way to use it correctly. It just feels right making this into a 1D fanfic. To all my Directioners: omfg did you see Kendal almost say One direction at the BBMA's? hahah :D

I love you all, this is my original story and I honestly hope you guys love it as much as I do, make sure to vote, comment, and follow because it's great motivation and for you guys who do those things, I'll be also looking into your stories as well!

-Hannah

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“May God be with you, for you have sinned; but he'll forgive you. He has to. Otherwise you're a waste. Do you hear me? You better be praying to him little girl. Or you'll regret it.”

He speaks to me coldly. Why? Why so coldly?

I close my eyes to pray, I beg for God. Please god please help me pray. Nothing comes to my mind and I find myself wishing I wasn't here. Wasn't actually alive. I don't know what I'm praying for, I'm just a little girl. How am I supposed to know right from wrong.

“Why aren't you praying?”

He says it so softly. I know he's mad though. Please God help me.

I feel a sharp sting on my cheek. Then another, then another.

I know God isn't helping me right now.

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Dr. Suess once said, “Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened.” Well that's shit. None of my memories are worth keeping and many of them aren't good. I try not to think about it, but with therapy and the agency, it's hard not to look back and regret what a “life” I had. Still Have. Always will have.

It's Inevitable.

You Just Live with it.