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Ava's POV
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Harry looks at my hand; about to grab at as he looks at it weird. "What is this?" He smiles. "Oh." My cheeks flush in embarassment. You look at your new tattoo smiling. You just got it yesterday. The meaning of this tattoo was strong. It was powerful! The tattoo was a bird; almost identical to the ones on Harry's chest. It was very small: it was inbetween your thumb and your index finger and it had a heart around the bird. It had a meaning of having a strong love for Harry. "What does it mean? And when did you get it!?" Harry excitedly asks. "I just got it yesterday and it means... I love you." Harry's dimples show as he smiles widely! "I really love you." He smiles. "Umm. Harry?" You ask. "Yes?" "We're still in the driveway..!" I laugh. He drives out of the driveway laughing. "Where do you want to go?" "Let's just go to my house; it's only 7 houses down from my Mom's & Dad's house." "Ok" He agrees. Tatum starts crying. I turn around and see that he put his finger in between the two notches on the seatbelt. Your smile drops to a frown. "No. It's okay Tatum. We're almost home and we have Daddy! It'll be okay! I promise." You reassure your almost 3 1/2 year old.
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After the car drive...
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Harry, Tatum, and I pull up into the driveway and rush into the kitchen to find band-aids and aloe. You take a piece of the aloe plant and squeeze the liquid onto the band-aid and secure it over Tatum's cut from the car. Harry smiles at me awkwardly not knowing what to do. I smile at him and say "I'm going to put Tatum in his crib i'll be right back." I take Tatum to his bedroom and set him down gently into the crib. I turn the baby monitor on to know if he cries and I quickly and quietly shut the bedroom door. I walk into the living room seeing Harry on the couch waiting for me. "Okay (I wisper to myself) you need to be cool: don't do some stupid shit." I mumble a little silent. I walk over to the brown couch sitting next to Harry & I look at him. He leans in and his kiss flatters me. He grabs my back and pushes me into the passionate kiss. I tug at the hem of his shirt as he kisses me and his cheeks go red. I notice that he thinks I'm teasing him. He starts to tug at my shirt too. I smile and nod. I hop onto his legs and my legs suround his torso. He makes the kiss more passionate and he stands up. I mumble the directions to the room such as a left, right, or straight. He lifts me up more so I don't fall off his torso as he opens the bedroom door. He gently walks me towards the bed and I whisper "I love you." "I've always loved you." He seductively whispers into my ear. I bite his lip and keeps kissing him. He keeps tugging at my shirt but it's come to my skin now. He keeps rubbing my back and puts his warm hand down by the hem of my shirt. I start to lay down and lays next to me as I go on-top of him. I push his chest down and sit on top of him. I scooch my butt um closer still kissing him and ly back down. He flips me over: on the bottom now and he takes my shirt off to trace all of my curves. "Wow you're so beautiful. Ava you are beautiful." "You are." I mumble still into the kiss. I grab his hair tugging at his curls as the kiss gets deeper and he moans. But if he really looked at my body he'd notice that theres another tattoo just above my hip on my stomach that says "But I lost my petals."
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OOOOOO this is amazeballs. Omf I feel like this'll be a good fanfiction (;.
Xx Elle
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Untruthful.
FanfictionAva is a 19 year old girl that missed Harry for 4 years. She got a tatoo. But what does it say? Will Harry be devestated when he finds out? Or will they even meet again? Ava also has humongous news for Harry that could change his reputation. But; wh...