Labyrinth [Harry Styles] (Completed)

Chapter Six

Songs for this chapter:

~Young blood - Bea Miller

~Matchbox - The Kooks

~Walk away - Green day

~The shock of the lightning - Oasis

~Who are you now - Sleeping with sirens

"It's awesome, Liam. Thanks." I thanked him when he was finished.

This was the only tattoo that hurt bad. I've got tons of them, but this hurt the most and I didn't expect that.

But here I have it.

'The piece of my world'

The words I said to Harry. But this tattoo had a bigger meaning than Harry.

This tattoo will remind me that nothing is eternal. That I have to cherish every single person who's in my life.

I got this tattoo, not only for Harry, but for Lucy, Niall, Louis, all my friends and well, even my father. They make my world the way it is.

"Sorry if it hurt." Liam said while cleaning spare ink from my stomach.

"It's okay. I wanted to ask you something though. You never told me, Harry Styles has the same anchor as me. Why?" I remember I forgot to ask.

"Well, I was about to, but then someone didn't show up here for almost a year. Plus, it didn't seem that important that you got the same tattoo that he did." he started searching for some bandages. 

"So he got it before me?" I found it ridiculous that I have so many questions. I feel stupid when I ask so many things.

"I think so yeah. He never told me the meaning of it, though."

"He didn't tell me either."

He looked at me.

"So you two talk now?" he smirked.

"Not really." I simply replied. 

"Okay, I'm done here, we should check on Louis. What's he getting anyway?" he asked after bandaging me up.

I pulled my shirt down and stood up.

"A deer. It's one of my doodles actually."

And I explained to him, the story about my sketch book  and a deer with a heart.

"How long will this take?" I asked Louis when we came up to him and Gwen.

"An hour or two." Gwen smiled at me and continued tattooing.

"You did a brilliant job with this one. I've seen some of other sketches, and I must say that you should consider getting a job as a tattoo artist." he said, frowning and concentrating over Louis' arm.

"That's the plan actually. Mariel is teaching me things." I replied.

"I'm glad to hear it. But if you need anything you are welcome here."

I went and sat down on a large couch, to wait, because as far as I know, this won't take 2 hours, but a little more. And it was already 6 pm. My only entertainment was Louis twitching then the needle hit a sensitive spot.

3 hours I had nothing to do. Liam left soon, to tattoo some dudes, and I was alone, and bored out of my fucking head.

Somebody walked in to a saloon. Somebody familiar.