Inked (Punk Louis)

Tatianna lives a life full of rules and order. To tell you the truth she's sick and tired of it. What happens when she meets a punk by the name of Louis Tomlinson? He's covered in tattoos and piercings. Everyone says he's bad news. But can Tati stay away?


8. Now You're Mine

Not wanting to feel pain again, I just decided to give in. There was no way I was getting out of this one easily. "So mind telling me a bit about yourself, love?" Louis asked as he turned my body around smoothly. He was now holding me sideways but at least I could see his face when he talked to me. Well at least that made things a little less awkward. He still frightened me though. "Umm..What do you want to know?" I asked nervously. "Just basic things I guess." He chuckled. "But I do know other things about you. And well if you're mine I think I should know everything, don't you?" he smirked at the last part. His. I was "his". He barely knew anything about me yet he claimed he owned me like I was some type of property. "How can you own someone when you've just met them? Besides that I'm not just some object you could "own" and control. You don't even know my name for God's sakes." I retorted, completely ignoring to tell him anything that he might want to know. Again I was taken by surprised by the words that left my mouth. I stared at him bracing myself for him to hurt me again or yell at me but he did niether. Louis let out a smug laugh. "Who says I don't know your name, Tatianna Winters." he smirked. I flinched as my full name left his mouth. "How did you-" "Ashley" he said before I could finish. "And well I know other things about you too. You go to Clairmont, you walk to school cause you're too stubborn....and you're friends with Styles." he finished coldly as if he was thinking about Harry. I eyed him curiously. Then I remembered the black mustang this morning. "Why the bloody hell were you following me this morning?! I'm sorry but it's not exactly polite to stalk people on their way to school." I asked angrily as I remembered how scared I had gotten. Again he just chuckled. "You're cute when you're scared." he laughed. "Besides can't blame me for trying to look out for my girl." He said simply. That was it. "For the 100th time! I'm not yours Louis and no matter how many times you say it, it won't be true." I spat out. Suddenly the big grin on his face dissapeared. He looked at me seriously with anger in his eyes again. "That's where you're wrong, Tatianna." Before I could protest he flipped us over so I was laying on the couch and he was on top of me. "Get off of me!" I shouted. I pushed on his chest in protest. He just laughed before bringing his head closer, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the side of my neck. His brown messy hair tickling me as he continued. "Louis stop!" he ignored my plea. I shut my eyes as the pain intensified when his teeth grazed my sensitive skin. "Louis please!" he ignored me once again and continued to draw blood to the surface. I shivered as he licked the now sensitive area on my neck and blew on it. He pulled back then pressed his face to mine so we were nose to nose. "Now you're mine." he whispered while staring into my hazel eyes with his sea colored ones.

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