Tattooed {Punk Harry Styles}

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-Harry-

I drop a handful of logs in the sand and groan. Construction work sucks..

"Styles, over here!" My boss Clyde calls for me. I turn around and walk towards him.

"Yes, sir?"

"Go home. You worked hard enough today." He dismisses me.

"Yes, sir." I nod and walk off to my truck. I slip in and start the car, ready to leave.

*****

I slam my truck door and fish around in my pockets. Where's my damn keys?

"Lookin' for these?" A sweet, Angelic voice asks from behind me. I pull my hand from my pocket and turn around slowly.

"What are you doing here?" I ask the blue eyed beauty that leaned on my truck with keys dangling off her finger.

"Thought I'de come see you after work. Problem?" She tilts her head like a lost puppy.

"Nope, not at all." I smile down at her slim, petite figure. "I see your wearing my shirt." I eye my Ramones shirt on her little body. She looks down quickly then back up with a sheepish smile.

"Yea, bout that.." She says in a Joking way. I laugh and reach out for my keys. Before I can get them they're pulled away from my reach. "I don't think so.." She shakes her head at me As she pulls the keys back.

"Come on, it's hot out here." I whine and reach for the keys again, but they're pulled back again.

"I don't care. We could do this all day." She giggles. I love her giggle. It's Just so cute. Like when she wears my clothes. Like, Damn..

"Sam!" I whine loudly. She laughs and shakes her head again. I sigh loudly and reach for the Keys for the third time but she pulls back.

"Come and get 'em." She slips the keys in her back pocket and bites her lip, knowing how much it turns me on when she bites her lip. As I start to reach into her back pocket, she runs off, giggling. I laugh as she runs around the empty street and take off my tool belt. I take off running after her as she shakes her ass at me in the middle of the road. When she sees I'm getting closer, she stops shaking and starts running.

"Sam, give now or else." I shout playfully.

"No way!" She shouts back, shaking her head vigorously. I shrug and run after her again.

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-Sam-

I turn on my heels and run behind Harry's house. I look over my shoulder And find that Harry is running towards me. I turn back ahead of me and start to run again. I run across the street that's behind Harry's house and run into the Meadow. This is why I love his house. I run far into the middle then stop, hopping Harry won't find me. I walk around in circles as I catch my breath from running. When I finally catch my breath, something rattles in the trees. I step back a little, terrified that it could be a snake.

I start to back up as the sound starts to get louder and louder. All of a sudden, A tall curly haired boy I recognize as Harry walks out. I let out the breath I didn't know I had held in and put a hand over my chest in a 'phew' way.

"Don't do that. You scarred me to death, Harry." I tell him. He laughs and walks towards me slowly.

"I'de like those keys, Samantha." He holds out his hand for the keys as he approaches me.

"People in hell want a slurpy, Harold. Looks like neither one of you are gonna get what you want." I shrug, backing up with a sly grin on my face.

"Sure about that?" He raises an eyebrow with a smirk plastered on his face.