Sweet Creature[h.s.]

Prologue

Hi guys!! Welcome to my story, this is my first story ever so please be gentle hehe. My name is Michelle,  been a fan of One Direction since I was young. I had a great taste in music as a kid ;)
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Third Person

Y/N was just roaming around, looking at the small humans playing on the grass.

She remembered that when she was a small human, she didn't have what the other children had. Y/N didn't have toys, there were only syringes that the people use to inject weird science stuff in her and just makes her sit on the uncomfortable bed they gave her to see results.

"Look mommy it's a homeless girl." Y/N heard from a small human that is with what she thought is a scientist.

The woman that was with the small girl wasn't a scientist though. Y/N was just told everyone in the world have scientist to look after them.

"Don't look into her eyes." The mom had said to the small girl. Y/N ignored them and looked around, she saw that a lot of people are looking at her.

A lot of small humans with their scientist. Some even have two scientist with them.

"Her eyes are red."

She heard even the quiet whispers, with the help of the chemical they injected near her ear.

Y/N didn't have the eyes of tiredness or like she's been doing drugs. It's just her irises are literally a glowing red, she can see perfectly with them.

She didn't like the attention, looking around, a lot of people are looking at her, some even pointing. She felt scared and insecure from the attention. It was facinating when they were just doing there own thing and not acknowledging her, but now she's scared of them.

There was person walking closer to her with a look of concern, the person asked, "Are you okay?" But she just ran away from them all.

Kept running for ten minutes. Y/N remembered that she used to run around the lab, for her entertainment. Since the scientists didn't give her anything but chemicals that made her feel pain and suffering, she just endured it, with the mindset that everyone in the world also had chemicals injected into them by scientist.

Y/N stopped when she felt tired and there were not a lot of people anymore. She was just wearing a straight white gown that made her look like she ran away from the hospital. And also the slippers that they gave her.

Looking at the building next to her, it was huge with a banner hanging on top of the giant doors. She spelled out the letters on the banner:

H-a-r-r-y S-t-y-l-e-s C-o-n-c-e-r-t

It had a face on it as well.

What's a Harry Styles? Y/N thought. There, she heard screaming and shouting from the inside of the huge building. It came from so many people. She was confused about the noise, but more confused about

An elderly woman was walking pass her and she looked at her before saying, "What... Harry.... Styles?" Y/N was never good at speaking, all her thoughts are in her head, because they said that she should not speak at all for her opinion and questions are not required.

"What was that, dear?" The elderly asked, smiling at Y/N despite the shock inside her when she saw her red eyes.

"H-harry... Styles?" She stuttered, her words are questioning. The elderly woman pointed at the face she saw earlier.

"See that young man." Y/N nodded. "I think he's Harry Styles. He's a singer." The woman answered with a smile, nodding before walking away.

Singer? Some type of scientist? Or is he a test subject like me? She thinks inside her head before walking some more.

She looked around and saw a door, with a smaller banner that looked exactly like the one on the huge building.

Y/N walked closer to the door and just stared at it. As if on cue, it opened. A man in a suit came out and Y/N eyes the man.

She points at him, "H-harry," She forgot the next word that is next to his name. So she looked up at the banner and spelled the word again, this time, verbally.

"S-t-y-l-e-s..." Harry looked at the girl confused, his green eyes looking into her vibrant red once. It was the first time he saw someone with that eye color.

"Yes, that is me. You are?" Harry politely asked with a hint of confusion. Y/N also noticed the funny way he speaks, his accent is very different for her. She pointed at herself, "Y/N."

He didn't know what to do, normally there's a guard by the door but since the concert was starting in thirty minutes, he was on break.

"Where are you from?" He asked, before there was a strong gush of wind that made her shiver from the coldness. She didn't have the chance to answer as she felt goosebumps all over her body.

"Cold." Y/N hugged herself as Harry looked at here with pity.

"I'll get a blanket for you." He said, looking at her trembling small figure. She does look taller than other girls but he was still towering over her.

"Cold." She repeated, Harry stepped inside and hurriedly grabbed the blanket in his dressing room, walked back to her and gave her the blanket.

"Here," She accepted the brown fluffy blanket and put it around herself.

"Do you have anywhere else to go?"

Y/N was about to say lab, but she stopped herself. She liked the outside, it was amazing for her to see something different. She was cooped up in that lab for twenty-three years.

"Here?" She answered him questioningly and he bit his lip. Harry wasn't allowed to bring anyone in. Even if he feels that this girl is pure and won't do anything bad, everyone in would tell him no.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I can't let you stay inside." Harry saw her eyes show sadness as she nodded. He felt pity for the girl, she didn't look homeless, her hair was neat and she looked clean.

Y/N pointed beside the door, on the ground. "I sit... here." She clarified before putting the blanket on the ground and sitting. Half of the blanket was around her shoulders and the other half is where she sat on the ground.

Harry was stunned by her actions, she had nowhere else to go?

She was alerted when someone yelled from inside, "Harry! You've got to go on stage in five!" A lady inside said.

"Um, bye, Y/N." Harry said awkwardly as she gazed up on him and smiled for the first time in a long time.

"Bye bye, Harry." Her smile had imprinted itself into Harry's mind and warmed his heart. Although he was worried for her with the harsh wind outside, he closed the door.

It wasn't kind to not invite her in, but it was responsible...-ish. He felt very guilty though.