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"So, what are you in here for?" Harry asked the girl in the flannel in the cell next to him.
The girl turned her head to face him. Harry was turned on by the nose piercing and snake bites above her eyebrow, "turns out it's illegal to harass an also illegal tattoo artist to give you a free piercing," she scoffed and Harry chuckled.
"I was getting my permit next month!" The illegal tattoo artist called out from behind Harry. Y/n just rolled her eyes and ignored him.
The girl nodded over to him, "what about you?"
Harry began to laugh out loud at the memory, "I mooned in front of a nursing home. It was worth it! I'm getting a hundred dollars when I get out of here," he shook his head and y/n smiled a bit.
When the two finally got bailed out, Harry ditched his friends to take y/n out on a date. The two were sparked from the beginning. Y/n loved his spunk and Harry loved her free spirit. They were inseparable and they spent almost every waking moment together.
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-1 Year Later-
"Get out of here," the police officer demands him out of the station.
"Gosh ok jeez," Harry rolls his eyes and walks out next to his girlfriend y/n.
"Again? Harry you promised," y/n frowns at him. He simply sighs and brushes his fingers through his hair. Y/n begins to notice that he's ignoring her, and y/n does not like to be ignored.
"So what? You're mad because I actually care about you?" Y/n scoffs and Harry sends her a death glare.
"The problem is, is that you won't leave me the hell alone," he rolls his eyes and continues walking past y/n's car. She flails her arms, quickly following behind him. Long legs have their advantage.
"What the hell is your problem? I just bailed you out of there. You should be thanking me!" Y/n exclaims and walks faster, just enough to step in front of Harry.
"Thanking you? Y/n! We got caught having sex at a party by a cop! You said that I was a stripper trying to steal things from you!" He exclaims and frustratingly grabs his hair.
Y/n winces, "oh right," she purses her lips and they just stand there in the middle of the street, because they're assholes and that's what assholes do.
It was a random rager that the two attended. They always got invited and they always got the party started. A party wouldn't be a party without them and there wouldn't be a y/n without Harry. It was as if they were glued together.
"I'm sorry Harry," she pouts and Harry can never resist her pouts. He feels too bad.
He shakes his leg, trying to get himself from feeling bad, but hugs her anyway. He can't help himself.
"Ooh, I just love you too fucking much," he pulls away and rests his hands on her shoulders, "but the next time we get caught like that, I'm telling the cop that you're a stripper trying to steal from me," he shrugs and the two walk back to y/n's car.
"Your mom won't be mad that I bailed you out?" Y/n asks as Harry opens the car door for her. Before he could answer, Harry goes around the car and enters himself.
"Nah, she doesn't have to find out," he shrugs and turns the radio on.
Why don't you just meet me in the middle? Middle?
He groans and changes the station.
Big Dipper on top of the roof. Flexing on bitches as hard as I can. Eating halal, driving the Lam'
"I fucking hate pop," he rolls his eyes and shuts the radio off.
"She doesn't have to find out about that new piercing or that new tattoo? Hmm?" Y/n questions him and he leans back onto the seat.
Y/n is the goody-goody of the relationship, even though she just accused him of raping her. She always wants him to do the good thing when it comes to family since she doesn't really have much of a family. Her parents died and since she was eighteen she could live alone.
"Shush shush. She'll have to deal with it. I have all A's," he shrugs and lays his feet on y/n's dashboard.
Harry was definitely the brains. Though it doesn't seem like it, he is. He's secretly techie too. He dreams of becoming an animator for movies when he grows up.
"Put your feet down, you dog. We're at your house now," y/n pats his feet and they walk into his humongous home.
"Mom I'm home!" Harry calls out and his mother Anne come running down.
"Oh... y/n," Anne gives her a fake smile and heads for Harry.
"Where have you been? You smell like... just wash up and feed y/n," Anne demands and Harry points to his fridge.
"Help yourself- you know what no. Mom. Y/n has been to his house a trillion times. Why don't you like her? My grades are amazing and I haven't been getting in too much trouble since I've been with y/n," Harry flails his arms and y/n backs away from the conversation.
"Harry. We'll talk about this later-"
"-no mom. We have to talk about now!"
Anna slams the water bottle on the table and groans, "look what she turned you into," she refers to his tattoos and piercing.
"Into what mom? A better me? I used to be bullied for being the old me! They told me I looked like Marcel from that shitty band One Direction. Is he even a member? Because the last thing I remember is that they're all hot!" Harry yells at his mom.
"Harry it's ok. I can leave," y/n quietly comes up behind Harry and kisses his cheek.
He quickly takes her arm and pulls her next to him, "look at us, mom! This is us now. So what if we're older and we have tattoos on your wrinkly flabby skin? I'm still your son and I'm still going to love you. Please just accept her, I love y/n mom," he explains and Anne sighs.
"Don't go crying to me when she messes up," with that Anne stands up and walks back upstairs.
"I'm sorry baby," Harry apologizes and kisses her head.
"Harry," y/n quietly says without making eye contact.
His pulls her close and rubs her back, "I-I think that we should end us. Your mom hates me, Harry. You know how much family means to me, and I know how much your mom means to you," she frowns and Harry's mouth drops.
He could barely imagine a life without her and didn't know what he would do without her. He shakes his head and denies everything she has to say to him. Y/n couldn't even believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, "You can't leave me!" he says in a pained voice, trying to contain the tears. He was so heartbroken, that the two most important women in his life are waking away from him.
Y/n brakes from his embrace and runs out of his home, driving all the way back to her empty apartment.
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Anger fills Harry's veins as he continues to drink and drink and drink. Soon, he starts screaming and throwing everything in his path as tears stream endlessly down his face like a hurricane. Y/n, on the other hand, lays carelessly on her bed as she watches sad romance movies while she cries and eats her worries away. She's down two tubs of ice cream. (a/n: what's your favorite ice cream flavor?)
