Tattooed Love

January 16, 2014

Many thoughts are running through my mind. Harry and the man look so calm, but I can't seem to keep myself still.

"Done" the man said to Harry.What? That's it. I couldn't believe it. As he begins putting his materials away, Harry stands up and walks to the mirror.

"Come here so you can see it" he tells me. I hadn't even noticed I was standing at the doorway this whole time. Once again, my mind takes over me.

As I'm walking over there, i feel calmer and once I see it im relieved.

A star. that's what I've been freaking out for so long about. "Don't you like it!" Harry asks me.

"Yes" I actually do.

"Do you wanna know the meaning behind it?" he asks me."Sure" I say.

"Well, we have been together for a long time and I'm ecstatic that we are getting married, and I've never told you this but you are like a star to me."

I feel my cheeks burning up, and i feel like I'm on the verge of crying. Instead though, I rush into his arms. "I love you" he tells me. "I love you too" I say back.

Remembering the man was still there, I jerk back embarrassed that he had to see that. However, Harry isn't really a person who cares of what others think of him. That's what I love about him.

"Ready" he asks. "I've been ready". He laughs a bit because he knows that I wasn't really too ecstatic about his tattoo. Once he pays we get into the car and since yesterday I haven't felt this relaxed. He turns the car on and backs out of the driveway.

"I never want to step foot in that place again" I tell him.

"Why!I thought it was lovely" he says laughing.

"Fine we won't have to in a while". My eyes shoot him a surprised face.

"In a while?" What do you mean, you think you're going back in there" I tell him.

"Well Chloe one tattoo is never enough" he says smirking.

Wow. When I thought it would end, we end up driving up to a familiar house.

Once again I begin feeling nervous. I once we turn the curb and I get a better view of the front porch I see two familiar faces, wait and one more...

It's Harry's parents, and Emma standing their with that evil smirk she always has pasted on her face.