"Who wants to go get Chicago Styles pizza before we go!" Niall shouted. "Who doesnt!"
"Should we walk?" Harry asked. "I think we should, it wont be that busy and I dont think we will get mobbed." Louis laughed.
We walked for what seemed forever, it was worth it. The pizza is the best pizza I have ever had in my entire life, even though I dont live that far away from Chicago I have only had Chicago style pizza a few times. Niall ate his whole pizza in about 5 minutes it seemed like.
"Its 12:00 right now and out appointment is at 1:00, should we head out?" Harry asked. "Yea, we dont want to be late!" Louis shouted. We left and walked around for a while, looking at different art around the city. I love Chicago, Its my home town and its a perfect city to live in. "THERE IT IS!" Niall shouted.
We finally saw the sign for 'Fadz' after looking around the whole damn city for it.
We walked into this place and a big man with tons of tattoos greeted us, the man seemed really friendly with the boys like they were extra close.
"Does it hurt?" I cringed when I asked the man. "Hmm, a tattoo virgin huh?" The guy joked with the other boys. "Yup she is, only that though. It doesnt hurt that bad." He winked. "Harry!" I laughed.
"What are you guys getting?" The guy asked all of us. "Issy and I are getting one together. I dont know what the other boys are getting." Harry told the guy. "Go back there and we will get you set up." The guy told us.
All of a sudden my stomach was doing flips. I was so nervous, even though this was my bright idea I wanted to get the hell out of this place.
"Go ahead and sit right here, you are going first" The guy told me. "What? No." "Just sit down, its not going to be that bad." He told me, I didnt believe him. He took my hand and tied my arm down. I looked at Harry in the other room, he was perfectly fine with this stupid fucking idea. "So what will it be?" He asked me. "Infinity sign with 'Infinity and Beyond' written on it, then whatever else she wants!" Harry yelled across the room. I smiled at his cheesy idea, but I loved it at the same time. "Do you have any ideas of the other one you want?" The man asked me. "Uh, yeah. I want something on my other wrist." I smiled at him. "Fuck that hurts!" I yelled so everybody in the parlor could here me. Harry just laughed. After a few seconds the pain went away and it just became numb. I was really happy at what he was doing, it looked really good, amazing actually. After about 30 minutes he started on the other wrist. "What do you want on this one?" He pointed. "Well, I want a heart with Harry written across it." I told him. "Are you sure about that? I wouldnt do names." He said. "Yes, Im sure, hes not going anywhere." I smiled.
I had more cuts on this wrist, so it hurt a little bit more than the other one, the pain was worth the result though. To have Harrys name tattooed across my wrist for everyone to see it, meant the world o me. Harry would always be with me. I saw Harry get up at the same time as me, "Babe, what did you get?" He turned the right side of his body towards me. He had a huge heart on his arm with a ribbon going through it that said 'Issy' on it. I held out my arms, "Great minds think alike, huh?" I said. He grabbed my waist and kissed my cheek.
I am completely shocked that Harry actually got my name, on his body. I knew he loves me and I love him but I didnt think he actually would.
We walked over towards the other boys, still getting theirs done, except Niall. He was a sissy and refused to get one.
"what did you guys get?" Louis asked us. I held out my wrist and Harry showed them his arm. "Awh! Look at Harry, thats so cute!" Niall said. "Says the guy that is too chicken to get a tattoo!" Harry chuckled.
After a while of waiting for the other boys to get done, we all decided to explore the city a little bit, even more than we already had looking for this place.
"Where is your mom at?" Harry asked. "Who knows, shes with Mark again." I stugged my shoulders. Mark is my step dad that abused me, I havent saw him for 7 years but him and my mother are together again. "Seriously? How fucking stupid. Lets go see your mom, we need to. Atleast for your brother and sister." Harry told me. "Can the guys come with us?" I asked Harry. "You might need back up." "Yes, they can come."
"Hey guys, we are going to go see her mother and stupid fuck of a step father. Your going." Harry told the boys, "Of course we will!" The boys agreed.
We walked back to the hotel and got in the van, as we pulled up to my moms house Marks car was there so I was sure he had to be in there. My brother and sister were outside and they looked like they had been crying. I hurried up and got out of the van and ran over to them. "Sissy!" The both yelled and tackled me to the ground. "Whats wrong?" I asked my sister. "Mark is being mean." She said. "What is he doing?"I asked. "He hit me." she pulled up to show me the bruise he had left on her stomach. The whole time Harry was standing behind me, but I didnt know it. "I tell you what, you are going to come stay with us for a little bit, Issy, the boys and I will go inside to get your clothes and you guys can sit in the van with Niall." Harry told them as he walked them to te van.
I took a breath as I walked inside first and the boys behind me, of course I got greeted by Mark. "What are you doin here." He said to me. "I came to see mom, where is she." I asked him. He pointed to the living room, she was sitting with a beer in her hand watching tv. Before I got in there I heard Mark talking to the boys. "You cant come in my house." He told Harry. "Excuse me, I dont think this is your house. Let them the fuck in." I told him. "Issy, that is no way to talk to your father." My mom told me. "My father? My father? No, he is not my father nor will he ever be my father. My father is dead thanks to you, and as far as im concered you arent m mother either. You never have been, all you care about is what man fucks you next, not about your kids." I saw a tear fall down her face.
I dont regret a single thing I just said to her because every part of it was true.
"Its your fault your real father is dead, your the one that had to hangout with him that day." Mark told me. Harry stepped in front of me along with the boys. "You do not say that to her, fuck off." Harry told him. "Go get there clothes real quick." Liam stated.
I ran to their room and grabbed a suit case, stuffing it with as many things I could. I threw it out the door onto the porch so I couls pick it up on the way out. I got to the living room to see Mark laying on the floor and Harrys fist bloody.
"Look at her, you can tell she is pregnant. Look how fat she is." My mom said to Mark.
"Look at the cuts on her arms, she is nuts. She should just kill herself already."
"You need to fuck off, as far as I can tell Issy is still the same size as she was, and this girl is beautiful so shut the fuck up." Liam said to them.
"Maybe she is pregnant, if she was atleast I would take care of my child, and take care of her not beat them. She is the strongest person I have ever met because of you fucking people!" Harry breathed.
"Dont waste your time talking to them, all I want to say is thank you. Thank you for making me the strong person I am today. Thank you for leaving these god damn scars all over my arms for the rest of my life. Oh and, The kids are coming with me, you dont deserve them. I can take better care of them than you ever could and they arent going through what I went through. If you have a problem with it, well fuck off."
I told them an walked out of the house to the van with tears rolling down my face.
"Issy, are you okay?" My sister asked me. "Yes, im fine, ive just missed you but I wont anymore because you are staying with us." I told them as Harry was rubbing circles on my back.
"Do you want to go anywhere else?" Louis asked. "No, its getting late and we need to go home." Harry answered.
We got back to the hotel and got settled down, I got them some food and the layed down on the couch while me and Harry went to the other room. I changed and took the medicine that the doctor had givin me.then I went to help Harry wash up his bloody hands.
After that, I layed down in bed. "Im so proud of you." He said as we covered our bodies with the blanket. I smiled. "I love you so much." I told him. "But, I love you more."
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