A Tattooed Angel
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  • Reads 487
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 2
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Sep 03, 2013
“You ruined everything, just go back to wherever you came from” I screamed, body shaking as my heart broke.
“I never meant to, if I could change everything I would” Harry paused voice cracking “I won’t bother you any more”

Charlotte’s life was perfect, she was the star sprinter and the most talked about girl in her area for all the good reasons. She trained, partied and studied all at the same time while keeping up with her family and friends. With her gap year mid flow she is ready for the start of her scholarship to the best sports college in town.

When Harry and His mates hit trouble in London, they skip town and head for a new life in Miami. With leather jackets and inked skin they couldn't stick out more and that’s when they strut into Charlotte’s life, one leather jacket at a time. Everyone ends up star struck at the five boys but Charlotte couldn't care less.

But all too soon their paths cross and Charlotte is sent spinning into their world, but when one night leads to a hospital trip life is ripped apart for everyone. Secrets will be told, lives will change, outer shells will be taken away as Tattooed Devils become Tattooed Angels.
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*Harry Styles* "Hanna!" I screamed, trying to open the door to the black Range Rover. I ran over to the passenger side door that was just being closed, and I ripped it out of the man's grip. "Let her GO," I demanded, even louder now. The guy had tattoos up and down his arms, and a tear drop tattoo on his cheek. What the hell, I thought. A tattoo like that means you've murdered people. Murdered. "Jordan!" I had heard her cry in utter terror. The driver reached back and punched her right in the temple. Before I lost my grip on the door, the last thing I saw of Johanna was her face, filled with fear, mascara down her cheeks, and red, inflamed bruises. The man I was trying to take the door from elbowed me in the mouth, hard, and slammed the door. Moments later, I was sprawled out on the pavement, stunned and confused, until a lady noticed me. "Call an ambulance!" She yelled to another bystander. No. I thought. "No, no ambulance." I got up, and looked around for the car, which was no where in sight, and I had no idea where it went. The lady insisted I stay and get checked out as she pointed to the blood all over my sweater. I looked down, the ground felt shaky under my feet, but I had to get help. I ignored her, and started running, as fast as I could to Harry's house, five blocks away. I started sobbing as I ran. They could have already killed her.