Tattoo over my heart

Moving

Harley POV

After everything that had happened I decided the best thing for me was to move away. I hadn't decided where or when but I had to leave. I had sold the tattoo shop, after everything that happened there it just didn't feel like mine anymore. Recently I had been feeling pretty sick and I thought maybe it would have something to do with the fight so I've decided to go and get checked out today.

As the doctor calls me in, he checks me over noticing my wounds. I tell him I box for a living and that my opponent had a few good hits. He seems to believe me, he asked me to do some blood tests and a urine sample just he can be through. Once all test are done he tells me he will call me once the results are back. My trip home I start to think about Chris and how much I miss him. How did a guy coming in for a tattoo suddenly become my favourite person in the world? I wish I could go back to that day and freeze that moment, freeze our first date and just never contact trig about Ryan. Maybe then me and Chris Would still be happy.

Chris POV

I noticed Harleys shop was up for sale, I had a feeling she wouldn't want to keep it not after everything. Walking away from Harley was the hardest thing I've had to do. I never knew someone could become so important to me after a small amount of time. I've wanted to so many times to pick up my phone and just ring her and find out if she is okay, but I know if I do I will be in a world I don't want to be part of.

Today I'm getting ready to travel to Atlanta to film another movie and in all honesty I'm glad for the distraction. Scott is coming with me and my Ma will be taking dodger. I just have to pop to the hospital and get my knee checked out, I had a injury and I want to make sure it's okay before I start doing stunt work again.

As I turn the corner I see Harley coming out of the doctors office, she looks pale and I just want to rush over and make sure she is okay but I can't. So I stand and I watch as she leaves, a sad smile on her lips. After I'm all checked out, I head back home and continue to pack and get my things sorted.
"Hey bro, all sorted?"
"Yeah. Scott?"
"Yeah"
"Could you do me a favour before we go?"
He nods "just go check on Harley for me, she was at the hospital today and I just want to make sure she is okay"

"Chris what the hell happened? You two seemed so happy"
"Things just don't work out Scott, but I still care for her so please. Just make sure she's okay"
"I will. I'll go check on her on my way back, I've got to go grab my stuff"
"Thank you"
"Do you want me to say anything?"
I shake my head "no. Just make sure she's okay"
"Will do"
I know it seems bad but I just have to know she's okay, for my piece of mind