tattoos and dimples (Larry stylinson)

Harry is just an ordinary boy in college. Somewhat... He's bullied for the fact that's he's gay, and when bullying consist of serious injuries, it's pretty rough for him. Then he met Louis. The misjudged, Punk rocker, tattoo artist with a heart of gold. Harry instantly fell for him. He fell hard. And with Louis bad past, he helps him open up. With a possible relationship with the 21 year old in return.


15. chapter 14

-harry's p.o.v-

I woke up to the sun dripping through the window and onto my face, only adding
to the headache I woke up with. I tilted my head and noticed Louis wasn't there.

I frowned. However a small piece of paper was there in his place. I picked it up
and read it with difficulty.

Morning Sleepy head,

Sorry I left, I don't think you'd wanna see my morning hair anyways. I'm on break
for an hour at 12 if you feel the need to swing by. And if you wanna you can
bring Liam too for Niall's sake. Anyways I hope your head don't hurt to much :(


I felt like a giddy school boy who just got away with something naughty, when
really, I just found out that Louis liked me back. He hadn't even made a move or
anything, nor had I. We just said we liked each other. And technically, Louis
said he THOUGHT he liked me. Nothing was considered 100% like back. If that
makes any sense. But judging by his note that he left, I assume that he felt
something back. I lifted my head, only to be hit by dizziness and the urge to lay
back down, which I did after letting out a groan.

"You alright?" Liam asked me. He was sitting on his bed, computer in his lap.

Still in his pajamas, his hair a little messy, for the short consistency it was.

"Dizzy." I mumbled rolling over. "When did you get home?" I mumbled into the
pillows. I heard Liam chuckle.

"Around 11. Did you and Louis have fun last night?" I lift up my head and faced

"Define fun Li." I sleepily mumbled. I heard him laugh lowly.

"Well when I got home Louis was tucked into your arms stroking your curls while
you slept so, I assumed something happened." I blushed and ran my fingers
through my mop of hair.

"Well I was tired and I thought he was sleeping too. He did take me to the
hospital ans wait for 3 hours. And put up with people gawking at us like we
were 2 puppies." I told Liam. He jumped off the bunk with a thud. He grabbed a
water bottle from our mini fridge.

"Why were they staring? They think Louis hit you?" I shook my head.

"They thought we were boyfriends." Liam suddenly coughed on his water,
spitting it on the carpet. I laughed loudly as he wiped his mouth and set the
bottle down on the bedside table.

"They thought you were dating?" He asked. I nodded.

"The doctors, the nurses, Sophie and Bridget came in while I was sleeping. I
don't know what they said, but eventually it ended up with Louis screaming out
his past, which woke me up." Liam's eyes widened.

"Well what happened to him?" I felt my hands involuntarily turn into fists.

"His Ex boyfriend raped and abused him" I gritted through my teeth. Liam
mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. "Who could do that to Louis!" I
shouted slamming my fist into the side table. Liam tensed up.

"Harry, you can't-"

"I can't change the past. I know. I know. But still." Liam nodded. "What time is
it?" I asked rubbing my eyes.

"11:23 why?" I bolted up out of my bed, which I immediately regret after I fell to
my knees and I was hit by a wave of dizziness. "Harry what the hell are you
doing, you gotta take it easy."

"Louis wants me to meet him at 12. Niall wants you to come too." I groaned as
Liam helped me up. Liam's eyes widened.

"Do you need help getting dressed?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Just get ready to go Payne." I chuckled. He nodded.

-louis p.o.v-

I heard the jingle of the bell above the door and smile, only to have the smile
instantly returned by a certain curly haired boy and his friend by the name of

"Alright Niall I'm on break!" I called out to him. Liam went over to Niall as I went
over to Harry.

"Hi Louis." He smiled

"Hey Haz, it okay if we go for a walk?" Harry nodded. I grabbed my coat that
hung on the rack by the door, pulled on my beanie, and we left in record time.

"So how you feeling?" I asked him.

"Alright. Bit dizzy this morning, but I'm okay now." I smiled.

"Harry about last night, the things I said..."

"Lou it's alright. I know it's hard."

"I don't know, I just felt unloved ever since then." I sighed. Harry's smile

"I know exactly how that is." He mumbled. I stopped.

"What do you mean?"

"When I was a kid my parents got divorced. I just remember crying a lot. I didn't
see my mum for a while cause I lived with my dad, but when I went back to her,
he just wouldn't call anymore. No Hi. No happy birthday. No Christmas or
anything. Haven't heard from him in 5 years." He confessed. I notice tears
circling his now dull green eyes.

"Hey Hey Hey, don't get worked up about it." I cupped his face as a tear fell
from his eye. I wiped it away. Our eyes locked. His forehead rest against the
fringe of my hair. The air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I gulped.

His lips are right there Louis GO FOR IT!

Louis don't do it. You aren't dating. Don't do it.

But his lips look so soft.


Louis kiss the Damn boy. He's right there and waiting. It's perfect winter scene
kiss do it God dammit!

My head was having a devils advocate match and it was really annoying. Louis
make up your mind.

"You're thinking about something aren't you?" Harry's brought me out of my
trance. Thank God!

"How do you know?" I asked. He smiled.

"Your are biting your lip." I blushed.

"Oh." I mumbled. I felt his hand slip in mine.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's cute."

I could feel the intense blush on my cheeks at such a simple gesture and such a
simple sentence. I barely know Harry but yet he makes me so happy when I'm
around him. I felt his hand give me a reassuring squeeze which made me feel
like I was floating. I couldn't help but smile. Harry and I were alike, both misused
in our past, but we found each other. And we made each other happy.

"Louis? About last night, did you mean what you said. You liking me back?"
Harry spoke up from our comfortable silence. I sighed.

"Harry, I don't trust a lot of people-" His eyes faded. "But I really do like you
Haz." I smiled. He gave me a toothy grin once again revealing those perfect
dimples. His other free hand slipped in my icy cold one. Our eyes locked again.

I felt something on my forehead. Something warm.

He kissed my forehead. He pulled away smiling.

"Good. Because I really like you too." I smiled.

I felt another certain something against my forehead, this time it was cold.
It was snowing.

"Lou?" Harry whispered. I looked into his green eyes which shone from the now
darker gray sky.

"Yes Haz?" I whispered back.

"Will you go out with me?" He asked softly. I pulled my hands out of his and
cupped his cheeks.

Then it happened.

We kissed.

And you know how people say there are fireworks? That's exactly what
happened. Not even near what I felt with Alex. Not even near what I felt with any
girl in my life. I don't even know what brought me to it. Maybe it was just his lips.

Maybe it was just the atmosphere. But No kiss had never felt something so
right. His hands moved to my hips. I pulled away after a few seconds.
"Does that answer your question babe?" I asked. He silently chuckled and
pulled me in again. I giggled into it.

"Yeah it does." He whispered. I smiled.

"One more for good luck." He quickly pecked our lips again. I happily sighed.

His hand slipped back in mine. "Back to the parlor we go hmm?" He nodded
and we started walking back.

Hand in hand.

It never felt so right.

But with Harry, Everything felt so right.






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