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.


3. chapter 3

-harry's p.o.v-

"I really like that. I really really like that." I told him. He grinned.
"Where do you want it?" He asked.
"I'm thinking my left bicep or something." He nodded. He ushered me over to a
"Shirt off my friend." I pulled off my gray t shirt, along with my beanie, as he put
on the template. He watched me. "Ready?" He asked I nodded. He pulled off
the paper, revealing my soon to be tattoo.
"It looks great." He rolled his stool back taking a look at it.
"Now are you sure you're really and truly ready?" He asked. I took one last
glance at the stencil.
"Positive." He got the tattoo gun and ink out. I sat back in the chair extending
my arm. The tattoo gun began as I prepared to have myself inked.

-louis p.o.v-

"You okay?" I asked. Harry's eyes kinda bugged out as I started to make skin
contact with the needle.
"Yeah. I'm fine. It just... Feels weird." He told me. I nodded.
"Pain?" I asked
"A little. Bearable though." He confessed. I nodded and wiped a bit of ink off his
"It hurt a bit when I got my first one too. So this is normal, don't worry." His eyes
seemed to flicker with relief.
"W-What was your first Tattoo?" He asked hesitantly. I grinned.
"My mum always told me the key to success took a number of steps. So I got a
key on my ankle."
"Makes sense I guess." He replied gazing into my eyes.

"Yeah. My oldest younger sister always says my body's like a story book." His
eyes brightened and a smile appeared on his face as he gleamed in comfort.
"You have a sister?" He questioned.
"Yep I have a few. The oldest is Lottie. She's gonna be 16, which scares me.
Fizzy the middle of the girls and Daisy and Phoebe, they're the youngest. And
they're twins. They're all quite the handful." I laughed to myself remembering the
times we had when I came to visit on Holidays. Harry grinned.
"I just have an Older sister. Her name's Gemma. She's got a boyfriend too. He's
alright, but she's my sister what are you gonna do." I chuckled and wiped more
ink off his body.
"So you're in college with Liam?" I asked. He nodded. "What do you study?"
"Well, it's a performing arts college. I take the musical courses. Singing, Piano,
guitar, drawing sometimes, bit of French."
"Nice! You draw?" I beamed at his comment.
"Dabble, never anything like these tattoos thought this is just way out of my
league." He gave me a small smile.
"So you gotta girlfriend with you in college too?" I asked. He gulped. He
opened his mouth but no words came out. It only took me a minute to realize
what he wanted to say. "Oh." I replied to his actions.
"Yep..." He mumbled
"So... Do you have a boyfriend then?" I inquired. He shook his head.
"Nope. People actually treat me like shit once they find out." I frowned.

"Some people sink that Low Harry. Don't let it get to you." He almost seemed to
blush at my advice. "Alright, you're all set bud. Take a look in the mirror."

-harry's p.o.v-

I looked at my reflection. It looked great for a simple tattoo. Despite the fact it
was red and sensitive, but that's what happens with tattoos. I felt a hand on my
"Wanna have me wrap you up or show Liam first and have Niall." Despite how
badly I wanted to show my best friend, something about Louis made him so
comforting. Almost addicting, to be around. He didn't even judge me for what I
said, or intended to say to him. He accepted it? Yes I say that in a question
because most guys who look like that would see a gay guy and rip off their skin,
but Louis was different. Louis was gentle and he didn't make assumptions on
my life. He seemed like a really nice guy. And he had a good home. He had
little sisters that he loved. You could see it in his eyes. He had love in them.
That's what made him different. That he wasn't a stereotype. He wasn't a bad
boy. He was normal. Just with images on his body and rings too.
"Can you?" I asked. He nodded and brought me back to where the tattoo was
done. He wrapped my arm in plastic.
"So, If you feel it bothering you, just come back and I'll make sure everything's
alright. Some people's skin have weird reactions to it at first. But you're not
bleeding or anything so you should be fine." He smiled. I nodded. He tossed
me my shirt that hung on a chair behind him. I tugged it on, careful of my tattoo.
"By the way, showering? Lemon juice and rubbing alcohol is what its gonna feel
like at first." We both started laughing.

"Thanks Louis. It looks great. How much do I owe you?" I asked. He shook his
"It's been taken care of by Liam. Don't worry about it." He assured.
"Oh, thanks again then" He smiled and took off his black gloves. I walked out
from the back only to see Liam talking to Niall as they dabbled a bit of guitar at
the front desk. Guess his client finished.
"Lemme see!" Liam sang as he jumped off the desk. I shook my head. He
looked at my wrists and forearms. "You didn't chicken out did you?" He frowned
I shook my head and pointed to my bicep.
"Louis made me think about what I really liked for a while. So I got something
different." Liam pouted.
"And you won't you show me? I'm your best mate! " He whined. I shook my
head with a laugh.
"Let's go back. Thanks again guys!" I called out to them as I pulled Liam out the
door. Niall waved as Louis said a faint "Bye." Liam and I started the walk back
to his car up the road. It was pretty cold then again, it was the middle of winter.

"So, what'd you talk about?" Liam smirked raising his eyebrows. I blushed and
gave him a small smile.
"I have no Idea what you are talking about" I lied. Obviously.
"Oh come on Hazza I'm not dumb. You were practically drooling when he
walked in." Liam nudged my arm. "He's bi ya know." Liam stated. My eyes
widened and I tugged on Liam's arm, causing us to stop walking on the
"How do you know that, who told you?" I interrogated. Liam grinned
"Niall. Niall said Louis used to have a boyfriend, but they broke up after Louis
and Niall opened the shop cause he was jealous of Niall. Niall doesn't like him
like that, but Louis is definitely bi. He might have lost his virginity to a girl, but he
likes guys too." Liam confirmed. I bit my lip trying to hold in my giddiness. "But
there is one catch to Louis." Liam confessed. My breath hitched.
"What would that be?" I asked.

"Louis rarely ever trusts people."


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