Descendants Boys One Shots

! Harlos (part one) !

NOTE: This is from Hamiltrash42 's book. This will be from Carlos' point of view, first person form.  ! W A R N I N G !  Cursing and some reference to self harm. Enjoy the story.

Everyone is born with a tattoo somewhere on their body. Whenever you fall in love, you get that person's tattoo. If the person is your soulmate it appears above your heart. People who fall in love easily have them all over their body, except for over their heart (unless they've already fallen for their soulmate).

The tattoos burn and itch when they arrive so you can tell where they are. Aromantics only ever have their own one. People who are having love affairs cover them up. People try to deface the tattoos if their old partner was toxic, abusive or cheated on them. However, the tattoos cannot disappear.

"Shame."

Elderly people like to point out tattoos and tell stories, while the kids watch on and day dream about their future tattoos. I often dreamed about my soulmate, but I never had the one over my heart. I had many all over my body, but none on my heart.

I've never seen so many on one person. I think I had the most of any person ever. Mine was of three dalmatians across my arm. I always wore long sleeves and long trousers to cover all the tattoos. I had a few on my face that I covered with make up. Nobody could know how often I fell in love.

I was in mine and Jay's dorm with the girls. We were talking about the new VK's and who was going to be showing who around. Out of nowhere, I felt a coursing pain flair up on my heart.

"Fuck!"

I had been thinking about Harry Hook. He was pretty. I looked down at my heart. A tattoo was forming. I excused myself and went into the bathroom to look. I locked the door, so they couldn't come in and took off my shirt. I stared at the tattoos covering my upper body. I looked at my heart.

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck. Shit! No, no, no. This can't be fucking happening to me. Not now. You've got to be shitting me. Why?! Why did it have to be him out of the whole fucking isle and Auradon?!

Evie's voice floated through the door, she was asking if everything was okay. I shouted back yeah and turned back to the mirror. I pulled the shirt back on and unlocked the door. I went back onto my bed and fell face first onto it.

Evie put her hand on my back, but I flinched away from her touch. Mal came to talk to me, but I wouldn't answer. Jay tried to get me to move, but I refused. In the end Mal and Evie left to their dorm and Jay went onto his own bed.

Late at night I decided what I was going to do. I snuck into the girls dorm and took photos of Mal's spell book with my phone. Then I packed some stuff up and climbed on my bike. Taking it to the edge of Auradon, I recited the spell I needed and went to the isle.

I stayed at our old hideout for the night and in the early hours of the morning went for a walk. As I passed the docks someone grabbed me. I didn't put up a fight, there was no point. The person dragged me to The Lost Revenge and handed me over to Uma.

She looked overjoyed to see me and took me into a room. Not one of the holding cells either. I was now getting shocked and confused. What was going on? The door opened behind me.