27 Tattoos

The school day was over and you started to make your way home, about half way there is started to rain.

“Shit.” You mutter to yourself as you pull your bag over your head, in a failed attempt to save your hair. After about 5 minutes of walking your arms got tired, you put them down since you were soaking wet anyway, you couldn’t wait to get back home and have a warm shower.

“(Y/N)?” You hear from behind you, you turn around and see a car pulling up behind you with a curly-haired boy in it, “What are you doing walking home in this?” Harry asked, you just laughed and shrugged your shoulders, “Get in.” He laughed and you did as he said.

“Harry, I’m going to get your car all wet.” You say, concerned.

“It’s fine; I’d rather have a wet car than have you catching a cold.” He said smiling at you, you smiled back. This time it wasn’t a forced smile like all the other times before, you genuinely smiled at him.

“Thanks, Harry.” You say as he pulls away from the curve and starts to drive, the rain coming down heavier every second.

“So,” Harry says breaking the silence, “I hear you’ve got a date tonight.” His expression is uncomfortable.

“Uhm, yeah. With Niall.” You say, smiling. Niall was sweet and you were looking forward to tonight. Harry just smiled weakly, as if he was upset, you barely knew him but you weren’t going to let him sit there and be miserable, “What’s up?” You ask him and he murmurs a quick, “Nothing.” You shake your head. “I’m not stupid you know? I thought we were going to try and get to know each other better?” Harry laughs.

“Since when did you care, (Y/N)? Since when did you actually give a shit about how I feel? Why do you even need me, you have Niall.” His voice quieting towards the end, why did he mention Niall? Was he jealous? No, he can’t be.

“Is someone a little jealous?” You ask, smirking, he looks at you with his eyebrows raised.

“You wish.” He spat, you were sick of his tone so you turned around and faced the window, the rain beating down onto it. What was the point of even starting over again if he was still going to be a dick? All of a sudden, the car came to a halt.

“Why’d you stop?” You ask cautiously.

“I didn’t.” He says and undoes his seatbelt, getting out of the car. You grab the back of his shirt and pull him back in.

“Harry! It’s raining! You’ll get wet!” You hiss.

“I need to see what has happened.” He says, sternly, pulling himself out of your grip with ease. Harry gets out of the car and opens the bonnet, smoke rising from it, he slams it down and yanks the car door open, sitting back down and slamming it shut. “The engine is fucked.” He says looking forwards.

“Well let’s call car services, do you have insurance?” You ask worryingly, he laughs.

“What do you think?” Of course he won’t have insurance, this car was probably stolen.

“So what do we do now?” you ask.

“Well I’m staying here until the rain dies down. You can either walk back home, which will be about half an hour to forty five minutes given the weather, or you can stay here with me.” You definitely weren’t going home in that, you’d drown.

“I’ll stay here. I need to text Niall and cancel our date though.” You say glumly, you were really looking forward to spending the night with Niall, you swore you saw Harry smirk out of the corner of your eye but you shook it off. After you had texted Niall and he said that he understood you just sat there in silence, the car was getting colder and colder due to the loss of the engine. You tried putting on the radio but that didn’t work either, “I’m guessing the battery is fucked up too.” You mutter and Harry laughs, his breath visible.

“Pretty much.” You tuck your hands in your sleeves and shove them under your armpits to keep warm.

“Are your hands cold?” He asks.

“Yeah, freezing.” You whisper, he holds out his hands, gesturing for you to take them. You give him a questioning look and he shakes his head.

“Just give me your hands.” He laughs as you turn towards him and cautiously place your hands in his. He wraps your hands in his, engulfing them and bringing them up to his lips as he started to blow on them. The warm air coming from his lips started to heat your hands up, and the whole time he was doing this, neither of you broke eye contact. You stared into his eyes. You had never noticed before how he had little flecks of grey and gold in his eyes, mixed in with the green. You then studied his face, taking in all his features, carefully analysing each one. His eyes, green orbs that you could get lost in for days. His curved lips, exquisitely shaped, plump and perfect. His wide nose, flaring as he let out a breath. His 2 dimples either side of his cheeks, appearing whenever he smiled. His forehead, covered in spots but at the same time they looked good on him. The piercings on his eyebrow, lip and nose intrigued you, you felt compelled to look at them more closely. You felt the same way about each of his detailed tattoos, creeping up his neck and arms. All of these things should of turned you off, should off set off warning signal, but they didn’t. You then realised that each blemish, each imperfection on his face made him more attractive, rather than be looked upon as ugly impurities. Each spot, each piercing, each tattoo made him, him. Made him, Harry. You looked at the expression of his face and soon realised that he was studying you just as intently, his eyes tracing over each feature on your face. He slowly drops your hands to his lap and entwines his fingers with yours, you look down to see the grand scale of his hands against yours, only to look back up and have him staring at you. You had no idea how long you stayed like that, but by the time you broke his gaze the rain had stopped. You looked down at your hands on Harry’s lap and untangled them, leaving Harry with a confused look on his face.

“If we walk back to mine then I can call a service to come and collect your car, I’ll pay.” You said.

“I don’t need you paying for me.”

“It’s the least I can do for you letting me stay in your car. Just think of it as me making it up to you for being a bitch.” You laughed and so did Harry.

“Thanks, (Y/N).” he said as he got out the car, you following closely behind. You couldn’t believe what had just happened in that car, but you sure as hell won’t be telling anyone.

*Niall’s P.O.V*

I was getting ready for my date with (Y/N), I was going to take her to a grill just outside of town, when I got a text from her saying that she’s have to cancel. Fuck. I was really looking forward to that date, to see (Y/N) all dressed up for me. I admit, I did just want to go out with her to piss Harry off from when he tried to twat me, but seeing her at school today, I dunno. I just couldn’t wait. I don’t really know her that well but I think she could be the kind of girl I would settle down with, she seems like the sort of girl you date when you want a steady relationship. Well, fuck this. I’m going to her house to wait for her. I got in my car and drove to the address she gave me, as I pulled up outside her house my mouth dropped. Holy shit, she was loaded. Did I get the right address? I checked my phone again, yep. This is the right house. What the fuck was she doing hanging around with us then? We’re from 2 completely different worlds. She doesn’t seem snobby though, not like the type of person to rub her wealth in your face, I liked that about her. She was reserved, polite… Innocent. That’s the perfect word to describe her: innocent. Sure she could get a little feisty but under all of that was a sweet, innocent girl, there was no hiding it. I walked up to her door, adjusting my vest and knocked on the door. No reply. I knocked again, nope. She wasn’t in, so I just sat down on the doorstep, she should be here anytime now.

About an hour later I was about to give up, I was cold but thankfully the porch provided me shelter from the rain storm that had just passed by, it had cleared now anyway. That’s when I saw 2 people making their way up the street, laughing and joking about. I swear one of them was Harry, but what would Harry be doi- Was that (Y/N)? Why was she with Harry? More importantly why did she blow off out date to hang around with Harry? I thought she hated him?

“(Y/N)!?” I shouted, the girl turned and looked at me, her laughter stopped, the boy soon catching on.

“NIALL?!” She yelled back, yep, that was (Y/N). I walked over to the couple and was completely shocked, my suspicions were true. She blew me off to hang out with Harry.

“Why would you blow me off, (Y/N)?” I asked her calmly, not wanting to lose my temper.

“The car broke down in the middle of the storm so I couldn’t get back, I didn-“ She said but I cut her off.

“Save it.” I murmured, walking back to my car.

“Niall, mate. She’s telling the tru-“

“I SAID FUCKING LEAVE IT!” I yelled as I slammed the car door shut and drove off. How could she do that and then lie to my fucking face?! I asked her out and what? She goes and fucks Harry behind my back. Of course she has gone back to Harry, he would have probably threatened her, gave her more love bites to prove that she was ‘his’. Why does Harry always get the girl? Then I realised, me asking (Y/N) out was never even about her. It was about proving a point. It was about me being jealous of Harry.