Inked. [Larry Stylinson]

Perfectly Opposite.

The bell rang as Harry pushed open the door to Louis' shop. It had been raining again; Harry's bouncy curls had gotten wet, straightening them away. 

"Barely recognized you without your curls!" Louis joked as he stood from his stool behind the counter to greet Harry. 

Harry glanced back out the window of the door. "Kind of stormy out there." 

"Was it a hassle to get here? I'm sorry, you didn't have to-" Louis felt bad for making Harry to come to his shop on short notice with the unexpected storm.

"No, no. Don't worry. I live two and a half blocks away!" Harry took his wet coat off and hung it on the empty coat rack beside the counter. He shook and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Would you like some tea, or anything to drink?" Louis offered as he poured himself a cup of tea.

"Oh no thank you. I had some before I came here, thank you." Harry sat down in the chair he sat in to be tattooed. "So," Harry played around with the little tools and stencils on the table. "What did you call me here for?" Harry looked up to Louis. He was walking towards Harry with his tea to sit down.

Louis set his tea to the side and stared into Harry's deep, dark eyes. He blinked down to his feet, trying to hide his blushing.  "I don't want to weird you out, but I'm just going to put it out there, you take it how you'd like. But, I really like you Harry. You're different, I don't even know, I just find something about you so-"

"Really?" Harry blushed sitting up in the stool. He blushed as brushed his hair back again. 

"Yeah..." Louis got cheeky as he smiled to Harry.

"Well, I can't really avoid this. But I'm not going to lie, Louis. I think you're incredibly special as well.. I like you." Harry looked into Louis' eyes, he brought his arm off the ink table, knocking a few off. "Shit." Harry jumped out of to stool to pick up the ink bottles. Luckily they didn't shatter. Louis kneeled down to help him. "I'm so sorry, Loui-" 

"Don't be! They didn't break, it's alright. If they had broken, it'd me a different story." Louis winked as he stood up and set the bottles on the table. 

"I'm so clumsy..." Harry didn't know how to respond to Louis' flirt signals. "Louis, I'm kind of, confused and undecided on-" Harry stopped.

"On what?" Louis sat back down into his stool. 

"On like, ori-orientation." Harry looked down at his folded hands on his lap. He was really nervous opening up to Louis.

"Harry, I'm not going to pressure you into anything you don't want. I just really wanted you to know, you're special and different."

Harry smiled. He stood up, pulling his black faded jeans up his waist. Louis studies Harry's skinny and lanky legs. Harry walked over to grab his coat. 

"You busy?" 

"Oh, I actually have an appointment in 10 minutes." Louis frowned to Harry across the small shop. 

"Well, do you mind If I join, like just watch? I'm fascinated by the whole process and I'd love to just actually watch it."

"Sure!" Louis chuckled, wiping his needles with disinfectant. 

"Well, I just need to do an errand real quick." Harry reached for his wallet in his back pocket to reassure he had it. 

"Take your time." Louis smiled, leaving crinkles by his eyes as they squinted.

Harry smiled as he walked out the door. Louis continued to clean his supplies and tidy the shop real quick, from lack of maintenance since Harry has came into his life. The door opened showing the customer who was scheduled with Louis. It was a younger, blonde woman who was covered in tattoo's. She was dressed in a rather revealing crop top and ripped pocket shorts. Louis fell in love with her sleeve but thought it was odd she was wearing shorts in this weather. But he figured she was trying to show off her thigh tattoo's. She seemed very intimidating as her hair was teased and volumed on top of her head, and her eyes were pitch black from make up. She strutted towards Louis as she reached her hand out to shake with Louis. Louis noticed her strangely long fingernails, he found her style a bit bizarre and exaggerated.