Oath |H.S|

Track 54. | Fat Bottomed Girls

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"Oh, won't you take me home tonight?
Oh, down beside your red firelight
Oh, and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round"

Song: Fat Bottomed Girls - Queen

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Bowie.

"We should tattoo each other!" I say happily jumping on Harry's lap as we sit in the living room. Everyone left about three hours ago and it's currently 1am and we're very drunk.

"How did you know I brought my tattoo gun?" He asks smiling up at me rubbing his hands up and down my sides as I straddle his waist, still dressed in my silver dress.

"Please, when Jesse gave it to you a few months ago you never go anywhere without it" I say rolling my eyes running my hands over his clothed shoulders as I look down at him.

"Mmmh, and what do you want tattooed?" He asks with a smirk as he places kisses against my neck. The alcohol making us feel buzzed and warm inside.

Harry refrained from drinking as much as me, but he's still tipsy, he's just not near black out drunk like I would be if I smelled more alcohol.

We leave tomorrow at 1pm, so we're spending our last few hours alone like any normal couple would, kissing each other when we get the chance, touching each other up when we move a muscle and tattooing each other, just romance I guess.

My mini birthday party was amazing, everyone got drunk around 5pm and we played many games, which included Harry stripping and Niall taking body shots off Jesse. We practically had to pour Niall into the car that was sent for them like he was some sort of blonde boney soup.

"Think I want your initials on my outer thigh, by my ass" I say grabbing his hand and pulling it under my dress laying it on my outer thigh very close to my ass. He takes a deep breath and mumbles something before he pulls me in for a kiss.

His hand stays under my dress as I wrap my arms around his neck tangling one hand into his messy brown curls pulling on the ends slightly earning small moans and whimpers from him into my mouth on his.

He deepens the kiss by running his tongue along my bottom lip. I open my mouth letting him in as it gets more passionate by the second, our tongues exploring each other's mouths, soaking in the taste of each other.

I pull apart before we go any further knowing we won't get these tattoos done if Harry deepens the moment any more, he always will make me putty in his hands.

"Come on lover boy, let's get these tattoos done" I say as he pouts up at me with swollen lips and hooded eyes, his hair messy from my fingers tangling through it.

"Eager aren't ya?" He smiles as I nod sliding off his lap letting him stand up to get his tattoo gun that he has hidden somewhere, he acts like it's a prized possession that will be stolen at any moment.

"Run along now bubs!" I shout slapping his ass as he walks past me throwing me a smirk, disappearing upstairs.

Elton looks at me with his head tiled as I stare back at him, poor thing does not need to see my ass being tattooed.