~WeReWoLf~ (a Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 1

3 months later
Hello, my name is Harold Edward Styles. What I'm about to say might sound crazy, but just listen. It was how any normal day would go, I guess. Until that afternoon... I had went to school the same, talked at lunch with Ed about cats and how the girls are always snobby, and gone to the creek to read. It was fine until then. Here let me explain:
It was around 6:00pm or so that evening. Gemma, mum, and I had already ate spaghetti for supper and mum was vacuuming. So I went in the woods to read like I always did to concentrate. I had an eery feeling something wasn't right. I took a walk through the woods to clear my mind and think, and then I went to the creek and sat under the willow tree. It wasn't dark at the time, but daylight was slowly slipping away every second. I had brought along my Harry Potter book to read. I guess I just got so focused and drawn into the book, I hadn't thought to check to see the time. Fog had started to form near the creek and on the mountains. Darkness began to fall across the many rows of mountains in Cheshire. And soon it was almost completely pitch black and I couldn't see. All of a sudden I heard rustling of the newly fallen, warm-colored leaves. I looked up from my book and didn't see anything. But what I felt made my skin crawl and my insides turn. I felt heavy breathing on my chilly hands. I looked up and what I saw astonished me. There standing intimidatingly was a rather large grey wolf. It looked bigger than any wolf I had ever seen, so I figured it must be the Alpha. But where was its pack? Why was it alone? It seemed like hours passed by as I stared at the actually beautiful beast breathing over me. It's large yellow eyes seemed to pierce through me and stare into my soul. I had stayed still for ages. The wolf stared at me, and I longingly stared back. What was it going to do? You could never trust such a beast of nature. Out of nowhere it began to growl at me with an almost skin peeling sound you would never wish to hear. I realized what I had to do. I had to try to make a run for it.