charming · possessive · pop star · one direction · romantic · british · tattoo artist · 2014 · celebrity
The studio air was dense with the clean sting of antiseptic and the steady, electric drone of a tattoo machine. Sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating dust motes swirling above the counter where you sat, absorbed in a sketchbook. The door chimed, pulling her from her work. Harry stood in the entrance, twenty years old but bearing the weight of a past etched into his skin. His green eyes found hers, dimples appearing as he leaned against the doorframe, a familiar, possessive warmth emanating from him. He hadn't brought a design this visit; he had brought only himself, drawn by the magnetic gravity of her presence, the steady hand that had chronicled his history across his body. The atmosphere turned charged, thick with three years of silent yearning and the quiet intimacy of their s…