Tattooed {Punk Harry Styles}

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Niall attaches the last stick to the tent and stands up. He sighs loudly as he dusts off his now dirty shorts.

"Niall, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just worried about how Harry is going to react. But it looks to me, it's only us right now." Niall looks over around us. He's right. It's is just us..

"Don't worry about him. You may not think so but, Under all those tattoos and piercings, he's a sweet boy." I tell him. Niall looks at me for a second before 'hm'ing. Niall turns from me and starts walking to the farther part of the woods. I follow close behind kinda scarred to be alone.

"Did you talk to Harry yesterday after that whole blow up?"

"Nope." I shake my head.

"I don't blame you." He shrugs.

"Can I stay here with you tonight If Harry gets too mad?"

"Sure." He shrugs. I nod and pull my back pack off my shoulder. I hold the it in my hand before dropping it beside the tent.
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I laugh as Niall trips over a twig on the ground. I stand up and rush to him to check if he's ok.

"Niall, are you alright?" I roll him over onto his back so I can see his face. Leaves and dirt covered his body as he groaned in pain.

"Yea, I just fell on my knee wrong." He rubs his knee in gesture. I reach down and rub it myself in a friendly way.

"Come on, lets get you into the tent." I stand up and hold out a hand for him. He takes my hand and pulls himself up carefully. He stood up, hoping in place on one foot. I pull Niall closer to me, by the arm, and hold him up. I help him into the tent and lie him on the blanket in there.

"I think I have a knee brace in my bag over there." Niall points behind me. I look over my shoulder and find his bag is right behind me. I turn and unzip the bag with slight caution. Who knows what he has in there..

I open the bag wide and find the knee brace on top of everything else. I pull it out and zip the bag back up. I turn back and hold the brace up.

"Do you want to or..?"

"No, I can do it." Niall takes the brace from my hand and sits up. He bends down and slips the brace onto his knee, then adjusted the straps. With that, he was done. All in fifteen seconds.

"Better?"

"Yea. Thanks for asking and helping me." He smiles up at me. A little smile sneaks its way onto my face as I stand up. I hold out my hand for him again and wait for him to take it. He takes it and pulls himself up. Niall and I stand still as a sound of a truck rumble makes noise near us.

"I think they're here." Niall says, stating the obvious. I nod and let out a shaky breath. I'm extremely nervous about this. I look down to the ground in nervousness and notice Niall and I's hands.

"Oh." I quickly drop his hand and put mine in my pockets.

"Oh. Yea, sorry." Niall smiles sheepishly at me.

"It's fine. Uh- I think we should go out one at a time." I scratch my head and point to the tent opening.

"Yea. I'll go first, stay here." Niall unzips the tent and walks out, leaving me to myself.

I walk to the corner of the tent and sit down. I play with my hands nervously as I hear Harry's loud laugh. A girl's giggle sounds right after, causing me to get curios and worried. I take my chance and stand back up, going to unzip the tent. I step out of the tent and look around. Clyde stood over by a tree with a tent bag, Niall sat on a long alone, And Harry.. He stood near the tent with a girl. I couldn't see the girl's face, but I could see she had blonde hair with brown high-lights. She was tall and curvy too. Nothing like me..

I shrug to myself and walk past them, to Niall.

"Hey, can I sit?" I glance down at the log he sat on with a pleading look.

"Sure." He pats the space beside him. I smile down at him and sit.

"I guess Harry brought a friend." I nod over to Harry.

"I'm sorry." Niall puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me into a well needed hug.

"It's alright, Niall. I don't care. I mean, if this was the reason he didn't want me here, he could've said so."

"Yea. Though, that's a real shitty thing to do."

"Tell me about it." I roll my eyes and look back to Harry. He was laughing and smiling like he was having the best time. That all stops when he turns and looks at me. He stares at me before turning back and holding a finger up to the girl. Harry turns back and walks to me in a fast pace motion.

"What are you doing here and why is his arm around you?" He snaps.

"Niall re-invited me. He wouldn't take no for an answer so.." I trail off with a sly smirk.

"His arm?"

"I put it there." I lie. Harry's face holds anger and shock as I put on a brave face.

"Samantha, I told you not to come."

"Your not the boss of me, Harry." I snap.

"Oh, your so fucking hard headed." He rolls his eyes in anger.

"I prefer the term stubborn." I stand up from the log and dust off my butt.

"Samantha, I told you not to come here for a reason."

"That reason Is clear now." I glance over at the Blondie that stood cross armed in the same spot. Harry's eyes turn dark as I refer to the girl.

"Row?" He asks. I nod and look down at my feet.
"You think I'm cheating on you?" He asked, sounding a bit hurt by my assumption.

"I don't know what to think. I'm just so confused and hurt by this. You tell me not to come then you bring her, thinking I'm not here. So you tell me.. What am I supposed to think?" I cross my arms over my chest in uncomfortableness. Harry stays silent before opening his mouth back up.

"I guess your right. I mean, it really does seem scandalous." He looks down ashamed as he realizes what it looks like.

"If you need me, I'll be in Niall's tent." I walk off to his tent and step in. I zip the door back up and lie on the blanket farthest from the door.
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--Row--

I stood with a clear smirk on my face as Samantha storms off into the tent. I walk towards Harry but stopped when something hit my foot. Down below was a backpack. Not just any backpack, but a pink girly one..

I look around to see who's watching before picking it up. I walk behind the tent and open the bag. I didn't find much. But when I did, it was good. Really good..
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