"Get lost with me." "I don't have much of a choice, do I?" He thought about it for a split second. "No. Let's go." "What if I want to get found?" "That won't happen, sweetheart." He stated before spinning on his heel in the opposite direction. "Follow me." ~ ( harry styles fanfic, uses JUST THE BODY IMAGE of him.) *** BOOK IS ON HOLD FOR REASONS LISTED IN THE CHAPTER NAMED 'IMPORTANT' ***