Previously On Meeting God
Fuck. He's actually here. And he looks good.
He Checks his silver watch. From what I can see its a Rolex. I raise my brow in amazement. Just a couple months ago he don't have a phone and now he's at a casino spending a hundred bucks on drinks and wearing Rolex watches.
But I mean, he is God. He can do anything.
"Can I get a Vodka? Oh - and some nachos." He asks looking at the waiter with furrowed brows.
"Coming Right up Mr. Styles." The waiter slightly bows and heads towards the kitchen.
He then licks his lips and looks down at me with a slight smile.
"Long time no see Andrea."
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I look at him briefly, sending him an annoyed glare. I instantly grab my clutch and walk away from the bar. I can't believe this. I can't believe he's here and trying to come back to my life. Why can't he understand that I don't want him too?
I walk pretty fast so I can't tell if he's even following me or not. But I pray he doesn't. But my mind is fastly doubted when I feel a cold hand on my wrist turning me around. "I wanted to talk to you - why did you run away?" His minty breathe fans my nose.
I struggle from his grip, grunting. "But I don't want to talk to you," I jolt my arm one more time from his wrist and swiftly walk away while clearing my throat.
"You can't just - walk away Andrea, I'm trying to help you!" He says while walking behind me.
"But for what?! What are you trying to help me with Harry?!" I question while turning around fast. His body almost bumps into me from the how instantly I reacted.
He gulps. "I-I-I'm just trying to protect you." He looks the opposite direction.
I roll my eyes. "But Harry, I don't need any protection. I'm here in Vegas with my friends to have a good time, and you showing up here without any notice really is ruining it so please."
"Okay let me get this straight, do not talk back to me princess," He tightly wraps his hard around my wrist making pain rejolt all over my body.
Weakly, I look at his face in disbelief. Fear is the first emotion that my body feels. Why im feeling fear? No idea. But all I can sense right now is bad vibes coming off from Harry, a feeling that I never felt before. I always felt welcomed and peaceful when I was with him before, besides all the mental trouble he caused me. But now, everything is the complete opposite.
"I came here for some fun too, with you - I thought you'd be more welcoming but hey, I guess things change right?" He says close to my mouth, tilting his head to the side a bit.
He's holding me close, sending daggers at my soul outside of the casino entrance. Cars and Valet Workers are passing quickly, lights flashing behind us, next to us, and in front of us - so many distractions. But the only thing we can see is each other.
My world is stopped whenever I look into those green pools. My internal organs feel as if they're being squished together when I look at his perfectly shaped lips, yet my emotions are completely different, traveling all over my body, sending mixed messages almost every time I'm with him.
I can feel my heart pounding loudly against my chest, almost so loudly that I'm pretty sure Harry can hear it.
Without any signal or sign, Harry's lips crash directly into mine, once again. The feeling in my stomach that I got only once and only from him comes back.
My body feels as if it's on complete fire as a numbing pain retracts everywhere, from my toes to my head.
"Ah-" I can't help but grunt, pulling away from the kiss. My hands quickly grab the sides of my head as I yell at the pain I felt from the numbness.
"Andrea, are you okay?" Harry asks. I can't seem to find the strength to reply as I try to not black out again like I did before.
But then I start feeling my eyes dropping down, more and more each time. I can feel myself loosing control over my body and once I'm about to fall on the floor, Harry's large hands grab me before I do.
That's it. Get it together Andrea. Come on. Using all of my strength. I stand up from Harry's grip. His eyes are watching me in Shock and I grab my clutch from the street and Stare at him.
"I'm gonna go back to my room." I simply say while walking away from him once again.
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It's been only two or three hours since Harry kisses me outside of the casino. I came straight to our room and took off all of my clothes, but none of my make up since I'm so lazy. I'm sitting on the bed watching tv from the flat screen.
I check the time and see it reads 3 AM. Louis, Liam, Niall & Perrie are still downstairs gambling and drinking as well as everyone else checked in this hotel. I don't have the energy to gamble any longer, especially since my heels are enormously big. It's an extreme struggle to even walk two blocks, let alone stay standing for 4 hours running on tequila and Martinis.
As I flip through the guide for channels, I suddenly hear a knock on my door. I look to my right guessing it's probably The lads. Sighing, I get up from my comfortable position in my bed and open the door.
Instead of my friends I'm met with Harry. Still in his all black suit. Looking exactly the same as he did two hours ago.
He walks in the room without any warning. I sigh, sitting back on my position inside the bed. He sits at the edge of the bed, his eyes locked on my face.
"What?" I question.
"Are you feeling alright?" His deep raspy voice speaks as he fumbles with his rings.
"I've felt better," I answer while tilting my head up a bit and moving my eyes toward the TV screen.
Suddenly, I feel a hang on my thigh, causing a slight gasp from my mouth as I stare at him in confusion. The side of his jaw clenches as the coldness from his hand radiates to my thigh.
He licks his lips while looking the other direction. His beautiful face stares back at me.
"Can we please give it another shot?"
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FanfictionAndrea, an atheist that was deeply troubled. As she see's her world slowly crashing down, she would sill not turn to God for help. But will that change when the mysterious tall man with brown curly hair and green eyes, randomly pops into her house...