Tattooed {Punk Harry Styles}

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-Sam's POV-

"Would you like another drink? Maybe a shot?" Zayn offers holding both a big and a tiny glass.

"Maybe a shot." I shrug.

Zayn smiles at my confidence and bravery and pours me a shot. He pours himself one too and holds that glass up.

"To a great party." he cheers.

I repeat him and cling my glass with his. It truly was a great night.

Just as I gulped down the shot, Leigh comes running in with a big smile on her face.

"Guess who's here." She squealed.

"Harry?"

"Oh. No, sorry." She sighs.

"Then, who is it?" I ask less happier than last time.

"Louis."

That one name turned my world all upside down.

"Louis? Louis Tomlinson?" Zayn asks from behind.

Zayn knows Louis?

"Yeah, that's the one." Leigh answered Zayn.

That's when a short brunette boy walks into the kitchen with his hands in his pockets.

It was Louis.

"I heard there was a party." he grins evilly.

Apparently, I was the only one who saw the grin was evil because Zayn went right up to him and 'Bro hugged' him.

"I see you got out of Jail." Zayn pats Louis' shoulder.

"More like escaped." I heard him whisper to Zayn.

Louis, then, turned to me.

"In the few months I haven't seen you, you still haven't changed." He looks me up and down.

"But I see you have. A lot.." I reply doing the same thing he did to me.

"That's what a small ass, smelly cell does to you." he shrugged nonchalantly.

"I bet. Who'd you share a cell with? A Junkie?" I ask referring to his red eye.

"Damn, she's feisty." he hissed.

I simply hum in responce.

"Styles really did change you a bit." he smirks.

How'd he know Harry and I were together?

"I guess."

Louis starts to say something else but turns back to Zayn instead.

"Have you seen Randall?"

"No, why?" Zayn asks.

"No reason."Louis cracks his knuckles looking a bit distracted.

He, then, turns around and starts to head out the door. As he's walking out the door, he's stopped by a really tall figure.

Harry.

-Harry's POV-

I stood right in front of him. He was exactly who I was looking for. He looked different. The last time I saw Louis, his Hair was swept to one side and he had less tattoos. Now, his hair is longer and straight down all over and he has more Tattoos. His eyes aren't even the same blue they were last time I saw him. He had even grown a little facial hair. He was defiantly different.(A/N: He's supposed to look like what he looks like now. Shaggy and REALLY hot.)

Louis look up to me surprised. As if I were Satan. He look a bit scared by me now.

I liked that.

"Harry." I hear a small, child-like, voice call.

I look up from Louis to face an almost terrified Sam. She knew what I was here for, thats why she was scared.

I turn my attention back to the short boy in front of me.

"Louis." I nod once.

"Styles." he does the same.

We stand still like that for a couple of seconds just looking at each other. Nobody but Louis and I knew what was happening. Sam look lost as fuck. Same with Malik and Leigh. As we continued to stand, Sam started to realize what's going on.

That's when the first punch was thrown.

At Louis' face.