I Understand. An AU/punk story.

"Sorry, but it's the truth!" He winks. I scoff and get up from the ledge.

"C'mon, we need to do some shopping for you!" I smile sneakily. He furrows his brows but gets up and follows me regardless until we come outside of a popular mean clothing store.

"No!" He whines, he hated shopping for himself.

"You literally have like two jeans, no hush, lets go!" I grab his wrist and drag him in. Today has been a good day.

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"See was that so bad?!" I ask him as we finally leave the store.

"YES!" he whines. I smack his arm and give him 'the look.' "I mean what am I talking about that was amazing!" He says, sarcasm dripping. We keep walking until we pass a tattoo shop.

He smiles big and grabs my hand, pulling me in the door.

"I wanna get one. One you inspired." He says with a wink. He greets the man at the desk with a bro hug and they get to work quickly. After his shirts off and hes in the chair and prepped, I sit on the opposite side the artist is working at. Not thirty minutes later hes done.

"Wanna see?" He smirks when the artist goes away to get the bandages, I give him a nervous look and he laughs, picking up his finger, motioning me to him.

I get up and go to his left shoulder and see a medium sized, filled in heart....

"Harry..." I say a little breathlessly.

"I promised I wouldn't ever get any sappy, love shit, tattoos but, I don't know..." He chuckles, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm a believer now.." He mumbles, blushing.

I'm at a loss for words... Literally I don't speak until we leave the parlor.

"You OK?" He asks when we get in the car. I nod and give him a smile... "OK..." He says a little unsure, pulling the car from the parking lot.

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I'm home with Perri, getting ready for a little get together at the Bowling Alley.

"You OK?" Perri asks, Ive been feeling a little awkward since the whole mall thing...

"Yeah, I just feel weird about the tattoo. I mean it's so sweet but, I feel bad." I mumble, she knows about it all already.

"Well don't, hes crazy about you and wants you to know it. Don't feel bad! Be happy!" She tells me, nudging me with her hip. I sigh and nod, I guess shes right.

"We look awesome! I tell her, looking at our outfits and matching lips. She smiles and agrees.

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Pulling up the Bowling Alley we walk hand in hand to the front door. Everyone is at our usual seats, we join them. Perri jumps on Zayn's lap, I sit next to Harry.

"You look nice." He says happily.

"Thanks, so do you!" I smile, admiring his new jeans, squeezing his knee. I hear a weird noise on the other side of the booth and find Lauren giving me a nasty look, I just ignore her. No point in arguing with her.

The night goes on and every time I talk Lauren is makes some rude ass comment, it's making everyone uncomfortable but shes on a roll.

"So, Lily, we should tots dye your hair soon!" Rae says.

"Yeah I really want blonde!" I tell her.

"Typical slut color for a typical slut." Lauren says under her breath. I widen my eyes and look at her in shock.

"Lauren!" Harry snaps, his hands protectively going to my thigh. She gives him an innocent face.

"Would you excuse me?" I mumble, sliding from his hand and heading towards the bathroom. Harry is scolding her as soon as he thinks I'm out of ear shot.

I go to the bathroom and lean on the sink, letting out a big sigh, I was sick of dealing with her comments. Why was she so rude to me? I think about it until my thoughts are interrupted by the clicking of the lock on the bathroom door. I look up and see Lauren smirking at me. She looks beautiful in her high waisted jeans and vans.

I ignore her and go to the door but she doesn't move when I walk say excuse me.

"Are you death?" I ask rudely. She laughs and walks closer, making me take a step back.

"I'm going to be very honest with you. I don't like you. I did. Now I'm done. You only want Harry for his money. You fuck around with his best friend. And are constantly causing trouble with the gang and I'm over it." I stand there appalled. "So here's whats going to happen, you're going to tell him it's over and then you're not going to show your face around here anymore, cause if you do, I promise you'll regret it." She says with a bitch smile.

The hell?!?

"Here's the thing. You don't know me. You don't know anything about his and I's feelings for each other. I understand you want to protect him but to be frank, I don't give a rats ass about what you think or feel about me. I'm not going anywhere.'' I snap, talking the exact way Harry does. She squints and before I can walk away she brings back a palm and slaps me square in the face.

Then shes on me. And shes a hell of a fighter. I can barely get a punch in before I'm on the ground and shes delivering blow after blow. I let out a huge scream, hoping someone would get her off of me. She rips my hair and knees my in the gut.

I try my hardest but only get one really good punch in.

There's pounding on the door in moments.

"GET OFF OF ME!" Lauren suddenly screams, rolling off of me and on to her back. I jump up in shock, falling against the bathroom stall as the door swings open to a shocked Harry and our friends. "You're a monster!" Lauren screams and hobbles up, Harry grabs her elbow. I whimper and put a hand on my head were I swear there's a bald patch.

"WHAT IN THE HELL?" Harry screams, supporting hi cousin. I look up and realize hes not asking us, hes asking me! I stand there stunned, my face hurts like a bitch

"She attacked me!" Lauren freaks, Liam rushes in, taking Lauren in to his arm. Harry turns to me, scowling at me.

"What the fuck?" He growls.... he doesn't believe me. He literally doesn't believe me. I balance myself and run form the bathroom shoving past the girls and guys.

"Lilian!" He screams after me. But I ignore him, before I can reach the door he swings me back around. "Whats going on?" He shouts.

"I should of known you wouldn't believe me!" I spit at him.

"Don't make this about me!" He says in disbelief. I scoff and turn from him.

"Just leave me alone, Harry." I say before storming out, completeley crushed.

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