Under The Lights

Two- Titan Pierce

She was so pretty.

And she saw me cry like a child. I groan shoving my face in a pillow.

My face gets heats up at the thought. That was embarrassing.

I think about the way her tight hair bounced as she moved around.

She must think I'm so weird, I sigh and sit up.

She's was beautiful and nice though, and I want to talk to her again without looking stupid.

She gave me a lollipop. Like i was a child and she pitied me.

I pull out the blue sucker from my pocket and put in my mouth with a dumb dreamy sigh as I continue shamelessly thinking about the stranger I met today.

Her name is Record. I like it, it suits her calm demeanor as she looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes, her tattoos freely on display as she wore a dark green tank top.

Her dark skin inked with colors and beautiful swirls, she looked magical.

Was she real or did I just imagine her in my emotional state?

I scratch my head, I think she was real.

I hope she's real.

She was tall too.

I put my face in my palm.

We'd make a cute couple.

I freeze when I realize I didn't even give her my name.

Great, so I cried in front of her, watched her like an idiot, accepted a lollipop then walked out the door.

I curse at myself, I know I haven't had much experience but I could have at least had the courage to ask for her number instead of being in a trance.

I run my hand through my hair. Would she even date someone like me?

I groan, loudly. Why couldn't I get myself together before barging in the shop.

She didn't even look interested, so get ahold of yourself.

I get up from the couch and grab some chips before plopping back on the couch and turning on a marvel movie.

I need to distract myself.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

My hands begin to sweat as I turn off my car and it's not because I'm about to get my first tattoo.

I take a deep breath and calm my knee from shaking before I go inside. Why am i getting so worked up? Seriously i need to stop acting like a fool.

The bell rings as I enter and I don't see her so I go to the front desk.

"Hello my name is Liz! How can I help you?" An enthusiastic red head flashes a smile at me.

I clear my throat, glancing in the direction we talked in last night and begin to stumble out my words before coherently coming out with. "To see Record."

Great, I'm already fucking up.

She makes an 'o' shape with her mouth before grinning. "She did say a cute guy was coming to mee-" her words fall short as Record comes out of nowhere and my face turns red as I realize what Liz just said.

Record thinks I'm cute?

"Hey, your early." Record says glancing at the clock behind me and I take this time to compose myself before I do something dumb In front of her again.

"Yea I was nervous about the needles so I came early."

Lies.

"I hope that's okay." I tell her immediately, maybe she has a client or I'm interrupting her lunch or something. "I'll wait here until 12," I glance at the clock that says 11:35. "Because that's when we agree-" I feel a warm hand on my bicep and cut my sentence off, completely freezing.