Larry Stylinson Fanfictions

The Tattoo Artist and The Innocent {Punk!Louis} {Flower!Harry}

There's a bit of Niam in this one, but you don't get to like read from Niall's or Liam's point of view. I might post the Niam in my other one shot book, thought. if you want me to, just put it in the comments.

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Now enough talking.

Enjoy!

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*Louis*

The bell dings, and I look up.

    

Whoa. Not what I was expecting.

    

One of our regular costumers, Liam, is coming in, but he’s talking to a tattoo-less, curly haired lad who’s wearing a blazer and skinny jeans.

    

I walk over to them and smile at Liam. “Hey, Liam! Who’s this?”

    

“Hey, Lou!” Liam greets, giving me a man hug. “This is Harry. He wants to get a tat.”

    

I turn to the curly-haired lad and smile, trying to ignore the way my heart is racing. “Hey. What do you wanna get?”

    

He looks around. “I’ll… browse?”

    

It comes out as more of a question. “Sure. Liam can help you with any terms, anything. Oh, I have a customer now, if you want to watch the process.”

    

Becca waves me over. “Hey, Lou.”

    

“Hey, Bec,” I say, leading Harry over. “Bec, this is Harry. Harry, Becca. She’s a regular too.”

    

“Hi.” Harry smiles.

    

“Hey.” Bec turns back to me. “I want a dragon this time.”

    

“Again?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

    

She shrugs. “What can I say? The way that you draw dragons is awesome. Here, can it coil around my back? The tail can start like right at the bottom of my spine and then it can coil around itself, stopping at my ear.”

    

I nod, already having something in my mind. I decide to sketch it out first. I sketch out a drawing of her back and then start drawing it out. Bec and Harry watch over my shoulder. Bec tells me what to change and where to put things, until about ten minutes later she’s satisfied with what I’d drawn.

  

  

I go to the computer and deftly use the drawing tool to draw it out. I enlarge it to fit Bec’s back and then print the stencil out. I take it to Bec and tell her to take her shirt off and unhook her bra.