What if each person had a timer on their wrist where the souls predestined to be together when they met for the first time, reset their timers simultaneously.
Harry Styles never believed in destiny and soulmates, perhaps because fate punished him wi...
Hii, this is officially my first story posted here, it's not one of my main plots, but I have a block to continue writing the others and I'm trying to overcome it. English is not my first language, mistakes will probably be found here, I'm sorry about that. While I continue working on my other long stories, the idea for a short one came to me, I decided to take a chance in the meantime.
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It's funny how people grow up and from the moment they discover their soul connections, they spend every day waiting for the most important moment of their lives, when they finally feel the sparks and the butterflies in their stomach.
There is an old story that says: "When two people are destined to be together, they stay. Certain people seem destined to find each other one way or another and love each other forever.
And this explains a large part of why every person after birth had a stopwatch on their wrist, indicating how long they had left to meet their soulmate and when the numbers tattooed on their wrist finally reset at the same time as their fated partner.
It even sounds like a beautiful romance story, with happy endings, and it generally was.
But not for the model who conquered the media with her extravagant clothes and advertisements for the famous Gucci brand. Harry Styles certainly thinks this is all a joke, perhaps due to the fact that he is the only person in existence who has had the timer reset from the beginning, and at 29 he has certainly already accepted his lonely fate, not that he cares much about it. , the curly guy liked to be alone, at least that's what he thought before that day happened.
The day would be busy for the green-eyed man, he would be photographed for his first own collection in partnership with Gucci, he had been working on it for years, his biggest dream was about to come true. Styles has never been nervous in front of the cameras, having been in contact with them since he was 16, when he did small commercials for school, but, especially today, sitting there with a large team preparing nails, skin, hair and costumes, he felt the anxiety take over, his hands were sweating, he felt his heart racing and a little short of breath.
— What problem? We've done this several times. — Curly said to himself, pressing his eyes tightly to try to ward off the bad sensations that insisted on remaining there.
— Guys, I have an announcement to make. — Lambert, one of the stylists says entering the room. — Unfortunately Anthony couldn't take the photos today, he had an emergency, but we're not canceling the photos, his nephew is in town to spend a few days and luckily for us he's also a photographer, Anthony assured us that he's a great professional , his name is Louis Tomlinson, he should arrive in a few minutes so let's hurry, today is going to be a long day.
Harry listened intently, thinking perhaps this was a sign, first the beginning of an anxiety attack, followed by a possible asthma attack, and now Anthony, one of his closest friends and responsible for all his photos, for the first time wouldn't be, he would hand over the most important work of his life to a stranger.
