{A/N hello yes hi, no they did  not have sex in the last chapter, im sorry to let you down.}

I don’t know how long Harry and I stood in that one spot just holding each other; but I knew one thing, the time didn’t matter to me. I could hold him forever.

“I promise I’ll always be here, and keep you happy.”

My eyes watered with this.

A simple promise made by my boyfriend brought me to tears. Knowing I had someone to endlessly be there for me made me feel secure, made me feel happy. My arms were wrapped around his sides, all the way to the indent in his back pressing him to me.

“Thank you.” I whispered into his neck.

Harry pulled away to have a look at me. Taking the pads of his thumbs and wiping away the tears sliding down my cheeks.

“Now, why are you crying?”

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled up at him. I took in every detail of his face, every freckle that lay on the bridge of his nose, the slight stubble on his jaw line, and his piercing eyes. All these things tied together perfectly, creating the face of the boy I could almost confidently say I was in love with.

Harry leaned down, our faces became dangerously close. My breath hitched in my throat, and Harry placed his lips on mine. What started off as a simple kiss, soon turned into a make out session. My hands found their way to the curls playing on the top of his head, and tugged lightly, causing a moan to release from Harry’s throat.

Only being mid-way through our session, the barking of my dog cut it short. I pulled away and looked at harry upon hearing the front door open. I quickly shuffled towards the door, only to find Alyssa and Louis standing there.

“Hello Amelia.”

I quickly shushed her once I heard my real name leave her mouth.

“Amelia?” Louis cocked his head to the side and looked at Alyssa and I.

“Oh um, yeah..” I trailed off.

“Amy is short form for Amelia?”

I nodded my head at his realization.

“It is?” harry sounded from behind me.

I nodded my head once again, only to cause a smile to rise onto Harry’s lips.

“That’s too cute.” He cooed.

I quickly turned back at Alyssa and shot her a glare, then walked back to the kitchen.

I cleared the plates and put them into the dishwasher, then went into the living room where everyone was seated. The fire place was now on, and Alyssa was flipping through channels on the TV.

“Come here, Amelia.” Alyssa said, patting the seat beside me.

“stop calling me that.” I hissed.

“It’s your name. Show me your ring!”

I placed my hand on her lap, and she instantly took it into her soft hands. She examined the ring on my middle finger, only being placed on that finger to steer away from the misunderstanding of the media, and twirled it around.

“And this is a promise ring?” Alyssa asked as she turned to Harry.

Harry nodded, a slight blush coming to his cheeks, causing me to shyly smile.

Alyssa examined the ring further, and then placed my hand back down.

“How was work?” I smiled at her.

She sighed “Boring as usual. What about you?”

“The usual.” I shrugged.

I hugged her side and buried my face in her neck, and sighed. It had been a while since Alyssa and I had been alone, I believe the last time we were alone together was right before we got our tattoos- tattoos…

“I want another tattoo.” I stated.

 As soon as the words left my mouth the room grew silent, but I kept my head nuzzled into Alyssa’s neck.

“Of what?” Louis asked, shifting in his seat.

“A quote-“

“Quotes are stupid Amy, be more original.”

“For my dad.” I finished.

I sat up and gave him a glare. “How stupid is that Louis?”

He looked around, eyes desperate for help, then landed back to me. I shook my head at him and bit my bottom lip.

“um, it-it’s not stupid.” He stuttered.

“Whatever.” I said turning away from him, and back to Alyssa.

“Right here.” I said, lightly running my hands over the inside of my right forearm.

“Saying what?” Harry asked.

Reciting the quote, which explained my father so well, was something I would much rather keep to myself, but I would have to tell them eventually.

“Uh-“I took a deep breath. “If he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

“Oh, sweetness.” Alyssa said bringing me into her warm embrace.

“That is beautiful.” Harry smiled at me.

“Thank you.” I said looking down.

“I’ll set up your appointment now, when would you want it done?” Harry said as he took his phone out of his sweater pocket.

“Tomorrow.” I nodded.

*

Harry and Louis both left, Harry finding it harder to leave than Louis, but they did eventually leave. It was now 11:00, but luckily I had Tuesdays off work. I climbed up the stairs and said good night to Alyssa, and then went into my room. I stripped off my leggings, only keeping on my sweater and climbed into bed.

I found it harder to sleep than usual, probably because harry was absent from the bed. I had to get over his absence quickly, seeing as he was leaving on tour in the coming weeks, but I tried to steer away from those thoughts. Champ was laid right beside me, on the side Harry’s body would usually claim, but tonight Champ was taking over that side. I turned over and looked at him. A smile curved on my lips as I took in the image of the beautiful creature in front of me. As intimidating as he had looked, he would never hurt me, little could be said for anyone else, including Harry.

My eye lids grew heavy, and I soon fell asleep with the image of Champ playing in my head

*

“THE FOOD IS HERE!” Alyssa screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

I rolled off my bed so fast I landed on the floor, then quickly got up and ran downstairs.

“Yessssssssssssss” I yelled from the stairs.

As soon as I ran into the kitchen, again people were over, this time they were people I did not know, and I was again in my underwear.

“shit..” I murmured backing away slowly, bumping into Alyssa.

“Who are these people?”

“My friends from work go put on pants Amy, its 12:00 already.”

“12:00? My appointment is at 1:00; Harry is going to be here any minute!”

Alyssa stayed in her spot as she watched me panic, then calmly grabbed my box of food and gave it to me.

“Stop being so dramatic.” She walked away.

I shook my head and ran up the stairs. Quickly putting on jeans and a loose sweater, I ate in my room up until I heard the doorbell ring. I dropped everything and ran downstairs, and there was harry waving at the other side of the door.

“Hi.” I smiled.

“Hello, Beautiful.” He brought me into a kiss.

I took his hand in mine and led him inside and went to the kitchen, where Alyssa and her friends were. Once I walked in with Harry at my side, her friend’s eyes went wide.

“Look who it is!” Alyssa exclaimed. “Harry Styles hey!”

Harry waved, and then looked down at me. I was extremely confused, but I had an idea that the girls were fans, and so Alyssa was making a scene... And she called me dramatic.

“Anyways, we’re leaving soon.” I nodded. “But while I put on my make-up, you can make some friends, Harold.” I patted his back, and he gave me a glare.

“Have fun.” I whispered.

I went to the stairs, leaving an awkward Harry with fan girls, and a very sarcastic Alyssa.

“Have a seat Harry Styles!” she said again, and I laughed on my way back upstairs.

As I put on my make-up, all that was heard was Alyssa, and a very uncomfortable Harry from downstairs. I decided today I was going to wear very casual make-up, which wasn’t common for me. Usually I would have thick eye liner, accompanied with a red lipstick. But today I wore a thin line of eye liner, and pink lipstick. After about 20 minutes, I decided Harry had suffered enough. I cleaned up the mess I had on the counter, and looked in the mirror once more before exiting my room.

Alyssa was still torturing Harry when I got back down, and I watched from the door way as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. The girls were still in awe, and at that point I knew they had to be fans.

“AMELIA LEE, HEY!”

All heads at the table turned when Alyssa shouted my name, and I awkwardly smiled. Harry instantly stood up and walked to me.

“Would you look at that, it’s time to go, Love.”

“Oh yes, I nearly forgot.”

The girls pouted in their chairs, and harry and I made our exit, and went straight to the front door.

As we neared Harry’s car, I put my arm out to grab the handle. Harry spun me around and pinned me against the door.

“Don’t ever do that again.” He growled.

“So sorry.” I said pecking his lips, then pushing him off me before it got anymore heated.

I opened my door and got in, and harry jogged towards his side, and then got in with me.

“No really don’t do it again, that was the most uncomfortable thing.”

“Okay but can we go I’ll be late if you don’t hurry.”

Harry nodded and let out a sigh. “How do I put up with you?” he asked pulling out of the driveway.

I shrugged and kept quiet. It happened to me before and it is happening again, my nerves began to kick in. It was impressive how harry never got nervous about these things, or so he said. But I believed him when he said he wasn’t afraid. I still remember the look he gave me when I dared to ask how he felt when he got them, him responding with it didn’t hurt him. Although it may have not hurt him, im sure even Harry got nervous before inking his skin.

*

We pulled up to the familiar shop, and both got out again. We intertwined our fingers, and I leaned my head on his arm as we walked in together. The familiar tattooed lady from before was again at the front desk, greeting us with that stunning smile.

“Hello!” she smiled.

“Hey, Tina.” Harry said back.

Okay so now I know her name.

“Jacob has actually been waiting on you guys, he’s all ready for you Amy.” She grinned.

I smiled back, but it failed to reach its full form, nerves holding it back.

“I’m just going to go out and get some coffee, you two want anything?” she asked again.

Harry and I shook our head, me rejecting the offer because I knew if I was to consume anything I would surely lose it whilst getting my tattoo done.

Tina nodded and walked off, and Harry and I made our way to the back where Jacob was sitting.

“Hey you two.” He smiled, then patted the seat for me to sit.

“I’ve got your tattoo all printed out and ready to go, are you ready?”

“You better do it quick before I change my mind.” I said back.

He laughed and prepped my arm for the tattoo. Luckily I had chosen to get it on my right arm, not my left, and majorly scarred, right arm.

Applying the gel, and then rubbing the paper which held my quote on it onto the cool gel, he carefully peeled the thin paper. Once it was all off I instantly fell in love with the way it looked. I looked over at harry, who was holding my hand in the seat beside me, and saw a smile plastered onto his face.

“I assume we all like it?” Jacob asked.

“I love it.” I nodded.

This quote held so much meaning to me, such a small quote which contained only 28 words meant 1000 words to me. Jacob said he was going to begin on the tattoo, and I nodded. Soon the buzzing filled my ears, and the burn of the ink being drawn into my skin began to set in. It was less painful than my rib tattoo, only because it was a less boney area, but still painful. I flinched at the start up, and harry held my hand tighter.

Jacob asked my questions again as he did the tattoo, being extra careful on the small letters, and I explained the meaning and the passing of my father to him.

I didn’t cry.

The tattoo was now done, and Jacob was rubbing some liquid on it, getting the extra ink off. Harry got off and kissed my head.

“Good job, babe.” He whispered.

I took my arm into my left hand and looked at the new piece permanently inked onto it. I fell in love with it the more I looked at it, and images of my father flashed into my mind, beautiful images.

 [wtf is this chapter doing] xo