Forced to become Mrs Styles (A Harry Styles AU)

Chapter fifty three.

Chapter fifty three.

(AN – PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT)

PLAY LIST FOR THIS CHAPTER – ready to go – panic! At the disco, Home wrecker – marina and the diamonds & Crash – you me at six.

EMMA’S POV:

‘’Can you believe it Em? You’ve just done you’re first tattoo’’ Andy said excitedly.

‘’I know, I love it!’’ I smile a little laugh escaping.

‘’Me too you did a great job’’ Andy says his hand tracing the ink I’ve just worked on to his arm it’s a medium sized rose in a gap he had in his sleeve.

‘’You’ll fill it in once I’ve taught you stippling’’

‘’Yeah’’ I nod.

This past few weeks I’ve been working with Andy watching him work on other people and practiced by doing touch ups on outlines for customers. Today I did my first proper tattoo on Andy and next week I’ll fill it in.

I’ve decided this is defiantly what I want to do it’s so fun, creative and totally fits my personality.

‘’Can I take a picture?’’

‘’Sure babe’’

‘’I’ll show it to Harry later’’

‘’Any plans for tonight?’’ Andy asks as he tidy’s up a little ready to shut the shop and head home.

‘’Umm Harry mentioned something about Zayn having a party so we might go there I guess’’ I shrug picking up my handbag and shrugging my leather jacket on, it’s getting cold already typical British weather.

‘’Sounds fun, me and Danny are having a movie night tonight’’

‘’Oooh will you actually see any of it, I don’t think Harry and I have ever watched a film fully except for when I was sick’’ I giggle raising my eyebrows suggestively.

‘’Probably not’’ Andy joins in with my giggles.

‘’See you later love’’ he beams pulling me into a tight hug and pressing a kiss to my cheek.

‘’See you later’’ I nod before walking towards Harry whose leaning against the car wearing his leather jacket with sunglasses on, who does he think he is? Someone out of a movie, well he looks hot none the less but a little stupid.

‘’Hey’’ I smile trying to hold back my laughter.

‘’What now?’’ he groans.

‘’You look so fucking stupid’’ I say no longer containing myself.