bad boys (l.s.)

fifteen.

It was the next day, and Harry and Louis met up at school. "Can you show me the tattoo now?" Harry whined as soon as he saw Louis, and Louis nodded. Harry looked surprised, but excited.

"Really?" He said, and Louis nodded, taking off his jacket, exposing his bandage-clad bicep. Louis peeled back the band aid, and Harry's jaw dropped. It was a flower crown, around his bicep. Harry touched it lightly, and Louis bit his lip. "Do you like it?" Louis said, and Harry grinned. "Is this for me?" Harry murmured, and Louis nodded. "Of course, love. You're the most important person to me and I want a permanent reminder of you." Louis said, and Harry blushed harder and harder at each word.

They walked to class together, and Harry couldn't help but smile as he kept glancing at the tattoo on Louis' bicep. He had to tell Niall.

"Harry?" Louis yelled, grabbing Harry's wrist. "Hm?" Harry asked dreamily, and Louis giggled. "I asked you a question dummy." Louis smiled, and an oh escaped Harry's lips. "I asked if you wanted to come over later." Louis repeated, and Harry nodded before walking into his class. "See you later." Louis mumbled, leaving for his own class.