🚧Warning! Characters will be throwing shade on a number of religions in this chapter, so um, don't read if you're easily offended.. Thank you🤗 This chapter has nothing to do with how I feel or anything.. Just saying. I love Jesus😇 🚧
⚠MATURE⚠
In all seventeen years of my life, I've never stepped foot into a church before. I try to avoid places like that.
Today, Sunday, April the first. I sit in a church, surrounded by Jesus worshipping assholes.
My parents and I were blackmailed into going by my grandmother.
It's not that bad though...the guys here are cute...
One person in particular managed to grab my attention.
The pastor's son.
Gran told me that his name is Harry Styles and lucky for me, he's also seventeen.
I don't know if it was his beautiful green eyes or maybe just his gorgeous face that got me hooked, but I knew that I definitely had to make him mine.
Unfortunately for me, he caught me staring. I almost died when he smirked and winked at me.
A blush rose on my cheeks and I felt a shock of pleasure run throughout my body.
Looking away, I stood from my seat and slowly made my way outside, to the back of the church.
"Didn't your parents tell you it's rude to stare?"
I frowned and turned around to find the green eyed beauty smirking at me.
"Wipe that stupid smirk off your face."
He laughed, revealing a dimple in his left cheek.
"What's your name beautiful? I don't think I've ever seen you around before."
"It's Y/N and I don't live here. My grandmother practically forced me to come." I rolled my eyes
"My name's Harry and what's so wrong with church?" He asked, leaning against the wall behind us.
"Well," I started "Why would I want to go to a stupid building to praise someone that doesn't even exist?"
"How do you know God doesn't exist?"
I shrugged "Seeing is believing."
"You can't see air but you know its there don't you?" He raised a brow at me.
"That's different." I scoffed "Plus, its not like I have a problem with Jesus. I just think the whole point of worshipping a God is stupid."
"So you're an atheist?"
"I wouldn't say that... I mean people worship fucking cows and statues for crying out loud. How dumb is that?"
"I don't think its dumb. Everyone has their own beliefs Y/N."
"Whatever."
"I'm gonna go back inside now. Barbecue at my place after church, you should come."
"Sure."
oOOo
After two hours of boredom. The torture was finally over.
"The pastor's family is hosting a barbecue. Can we go?" Gran asked my patents.
"Sure mom." My father smiled down at her.
"We just have to take Y/N home first."
"W-what? Why?" I pouted
