Prologue 

They screamed and scattered everywhere. 

Small footsteps could be heard from all around me. He turned around with a wide grin on his face and ran ahead. 

"You'll never catch me, Hazelnut!" 

You see that right there? That's my best friend, Harry Styles, trying to convince me, Hazel Belmont, that we should play a game of tag with 6 year olds. 

"Harry, you'll have to carry my dead body before anyone catches me playing tag." I crossed my arms over my chest and started walking back towards my neighbourhood. 

Suddenly, a pair of arms scooped me up, through me over a shoulder, and I screamed bloody murder.

 "Jeez, Hazelnut! If no one actually knew you, they'd think I was kidnapping you or something." Harry joked. "Well, HairBear. If you don't put me down I'll do just that!" I pouted. My platinum blonde hair was hanging in my face.

 I watched his long stride as he walked over to the children. 

"Harry?" I whispered to him. "Yes, Hazelnut?" He teased me. "I have to tell you something I should've told you long ago." I had a hint of seriousness in my voice, but what I was about to say next, he never expected. "Hazel?" He sounded genuinely worried about me and placed me down. 

"You have big feet and they make you run slower than usual!" I yelled at him as I ran away from him. He chuckled at me and ran after me. The little kids started shrieking in delight as they saw Harry and I running. 

He finally caught up to me and tackled me to the dusty ground. He was on top and I was on the bottom, his arms on either side of my face as he stopped himself from collapsing on top of me. I felt the awkward tension growing between us, as his face flushed a bright red. 

"Hazel and Harry sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" One of the little kids yelled from where the kids had gone to spy on us. 

"Peter!" Mrs. Driscoll, the kind woman who owned the nursery where Harry and I worked part-time at, called out. 

"Children! It's time for dinner!" She yelled. The mass of children rushed inside and my duty was completed. Except for the fact that Harry was still lying on top of me and our faces were still just as close as ever.

 His bright green eyes were locked on my hazel ones. He was moving closer to me when... 

"I'm going away." I blurted out. 

He stopped everything he was doing and sat up. "Yeah, I know you leave every summer for New York City." He smiled. I sat up with him and gave him a smile as well, though I wouldn't describe it as a happy one. 

"No, Harry. I don't think you understand..." I took in a shaky breath and finished what I needed to say. "I'm moving to the states." His smiled dropped, his bright eyes turned dull, and his body turned away from me. 

"Oh." We stayed silent for a minute before he got up. "Maybe you'll have a better life there." His left foot was about to step away from me when I grabbed his hand.

 "Harry... There is no way that I could have a better life in the states. I belong here, in Cheshire, with you." I know it sounds sappy and cliché to many of you, but that's honestly how I felt. Harry was my best friend and I don't know what I'd do without him.

 His hand fit in mine like it was made just for me. His hand was so big and smooth while mine still had chipped nail polish from last week's spa day. We started walking back to our houses together. 

"I'll call you every day after school, I'll text you every morning, we'll video chat every Thursday because I feel like it, and I will come back just to visit you every summer." I said, smiling at him. 

We walked the rest of the way home in silence, his hands intertwined with mine. Once we reached my front door, I turned around to face him. 

"Hazel, I-" I didn't let him finish his sentence. I kissed him quickly. My pale lips leaving ghostly traces onto his pink ones. 

A tear slid down my cheek as he moved his hand to wipe it away. I pulled away before he could do anything else to break my heart. 

I let go of his hand and ran inside. I left him with my first kiss and a broken heart. Little did I know, that was the last time I would see Harry for a long time. 

A/N: 

Hey Guys! This is secretpsychic... Hopefully you liked my first part of legend (h.s). I've been writing this for a while and it's about time it's on here. I think I'll update once I have maybe 20 reads or something, or maybe 5 votes/comments.