juniafterdark
Luna lives a quiet, forgettable life. Late shifts, small apartments, dreams that never quite reach beyond survival, and things she never thought to question.
Harry Styles doesn't belong in it.
He tells her someone is after her. He doesn't explain who. Or why. Only that she's no longer safe and that the only way to survive is to stay hidden, locked inside a safehouse with him watching her every move.
He calls it protection.
He calls it necessary.
As time passes, the more the cracks show. The threats don't feel random. The danger doesn't feel external. And Harry seems to know more than he's saying out loud.
She doesn't know what she's involved in.
She doesn't know what her family has done.
And she doesn't know that Harry was never the one keeping her safe.
He was the reason she needed saving.