Meeting God. {h.s}

8. Torture.

My eyes flutter open as I try to re-adjust to the brightness coming from my window. I suddenly put my head up from my bed. What happened? How did I even get here? I take off the blanket that was wrapped around my body and noticed I'm still dressed in yesterday's clothes.

I rub my blurry eyes while letting out a tired yawn and dig my face into my hands, almost falling asleep again.

"Morning." I hear and turn my head up to the noise. There at the corner of my door is Harry, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed. I jump from his sudden figure. My breathing suddenly slows down as i close my eyes and put my hand over my chest.

"God, you scared me." I say turning to him with creased brows.

He raises a brow while shifting a little. "I am God. What's your point?" He questions.

"I-uh" I scratch the back of my head while looking at another direction, not really sure what to say. Suddenly I hear a chuckle, I turn my head back and see a dimpled smirk on Harry's face. He walks towards me, and then sits on the bed.

"Don't worry- you don't need to answer that." He says looking at my eyes. I stare back without thought.

"W-w" I pause at my stutter, trying to get my thoughts together. I take a deep breathe and gulp. "Why did you make me weak yesterday?"

"Well that's simple. You taking making violent actions against me when I did nothing." He replies.

"Yea because I was delusional just woken up from a 5 hour nap. Do you expect me to wake up all happily and un-alarmed when I had a nightmare about you?" I spit angrily.

"I....just....you...." He stutters while moving his arms around with furrowed brows, trying to gather his thoughts.

I raise a brow and shake my head slowly while staring at him. "Wow... I didn't know God got flustered."

What I said must've really hit him because the confused look on his dropped instantly as his nostrils flared and he glared at me angrily, clenching his jaw.

Suddenly my mouth widens. A strong, clear pain started coursing throughout my head. I dropped to the floor as my head is numbing. This pain was a pain I couldn't describe. I felt as if all of my veins were ripping. As I'm screaming in pain on the floor, tears already coming out I realized I have to make him stop.

"H-arry. P-p-p-lease...." I pause while piercing my eyes shut at the pain. I can't even talk. I scream loud again. "Please-p-p-lease s-stop!" I scram loudly.

I finally look at him from the floor, my vision is completely blurred as I try focusing my vision but it doesn't. From what I can see he's just is sitting there on the bed, listening looking down on me, as the sun shines beyond brightly behind him, cascading his body almost to perfectly.

I look back down to the floor as the pain gets worst. I finally take two of my hands and grab the sides of my hair, letting out a loud scream. A scream I'm sure every one on the face heard.

"MAKE IT STOP!" I scream onto my lungs as I let out a loud sob.

Suddenly, the pain stops as I take a huge breathe of air. I'm panting hard, trying to catch my breathe as I'm lying on the floor, drops of my sweat from my forehead landing onto the wood floor.

I look up still with the feeling of my lungs on fire. The sun is now at the peak of its setting and my room is bright orange and red from the sun coming from the window.

I look over to my bed, and that's what shocked me entirely.

Harry was gone.