52 parts Complete Taylor Swift is living her life too peacefully, she didn't think anything was wrong with it. . .
Until she received a box full of things she never thought she'd use.
It went on for a while, but what bothered her was the fact that the delivery boy doesn't say a thing about where or who the boxes came from.
"Confidential information, Miss Swift." He says with a smile, his dimples etching on his face.
Little did Taylor know as she is trying to figure it all out, she's finding something else. . . herself.
"Harry." I call out and he turns around to face me. "Who are you, really?"
Harry shakes his head, the same pleading, and gleaming green eyes face me, that innocent look. . . "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. I'm Harry Styles, that's all you need to know."
An instant urge of stubbornness overcomes me as I say, "Try me."
He sighs. . .
I didn't know back then how it would change everything.
