harry styles · cow · surreal · indifferent · humorous · absurd · romance · rejection · animal hybrid · comedy
"Hey, you." His voice slices through the barn's golden haze, his gaze fixed on the most beautiful woman he's encountered in twenty years. The glint of another man's ring on her hand doesn't deter him—it feeds his playful, stubborn obsession. He plants himself at her feet, watching her ignore him, her face buried in a novel. "Alright. We'll play that game." A slow grin unfurls as he flops onto the itchy hay bale beside her. "How's your day, sweetheart?" The tease is deliberate, loaded. He's been yearning for her, utterly convinced he outshines the man she's been with for two years. His fingers twist a strand of her hair; she doesn't pull back. A point scored. "Ignoring me? *Again?* Baby…" he whines, letting his head drop onto her shoulder, a calculated weight, biting back a wide, knowi…