I looked back at Louis who was smiling, and I only had a confused look.
"O-okay," I said, grabbing my blanket as i walked over to the bed, lying so my back was towards Louis.
I felt Louis get closer to me, and i felt uncomfortable.
Louis wrapped his arms around my waist, and I began to speak.
"Wha-"
"Shh," Louis hushed me, smiling as he stared at my curls and the tattoos on my arms.
"Beautiful tattoos. What do they mean?" He asked, pointing specifically to the I can't change one.
I shrugged, not really wanting to answer Louis' question. It was more personal, and I wasn't ready to tell him anything.
"You get tattoos and have no idea what they mean?" Louis smirked, and I turned around to look at him.
"What about your tattoos, huh? You have them everywhere, and your telling me something like...something like that star has a meaning?" I asked, my temper rising.
Louis smirked as he looked at his star tattoo, and answered, "All my tattoos have meaning, curly."
"Then what's the star for?" I asked.
"No need to lose your temper, but, if I'm not mistaken, you have a star tattoo too," He smiled, pointing to my star tattoo.
"Personal," I mumbled, turning over so I wasn't faced Louis.
"Well then don't try and get me to explain mine. Goodnight," Louis smiled, and I heard him turn the other way, so our backs were facing each other.
I just stared at the ground, not going to reply to Louis.
"What about your parents?" I asked scared for tomorrow.
"Oh, curly," Louis smirked, shaking his head, "Louis always has a way."
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bakery boy// larry stylinson
FanfictionHarry begins to fall in love with quite a rude Louis when he comes into the bakery shop every morning to see him. they both keep journals, so they can express their feelings without the world knowing.
