It's Called Acting(1Dfanfic)

Chapter 14

It's been a few weeks since the paparazzi came. There were pictures of us on magazines and people were asking Harry in his interviews if we were dating. He would just smile, all dimples and say yes. Me and Harry have been hanging out all the time. I went to their concert and I got to meet Ed Sheeran. He is such a sweetheart. Harry called me up on the stage, he introduced me to everyone and I was so scared people were gonna throw something at me. But they were all awwing and cat calling. Harry surprised me even more because he told me I was gonna sing with them. I was so scared, we sang Little Things. I had rolled my eyes because Harry was looking at me the whole time. He caught me off guard cause he kissed me after we sang and everyone cheered. It was funny. And Louis said, "Get another stage!" I got to meet Eleanor and Perrie. They are both really nice. I keep going back to that night. Harry pulled me out of my thoughts. "Lydia? Are you alright?" He asked. The boys kinda looked at me. "Yeah, sorry just thinking." They all nodded and went back to their video game. I smiled. I went up to my music room. I really wish I had a piano. I've been saving to get one. I only have a little bit more to go. I haven't told Harry cause he'd just want to buy it for me. The room is a mess. I started to go through it all to straighten up. I picked up a music book and a piece of paper fell out. I picked it up. It was a plain white envelope. I opened it. It's a letter from my dad. I started to read.

My dearest Lydia,

If you're reading this, it means you finally cleaned up your music room. But it also probably means I'm gone. I planted this hoping you find it. I know it's hard for you to let me go, but at least I'm not suffering anymore. It was my time. I love you and your mother very much. I'm sorry I had to leave you. I will always be in your heart and you will have the memories with you. I want you to be careful and remember everything I've ever taught you. You're gonna grow up to be a famous musician. Or an artist. I can feel it. I want you to remember me through your music because that's our strongest connection. Everytime you touch those strings or those keys your mind automatically goes to dad because if all the good times we've had. You're my little girl and I'm sorry I won't see you go to college or get married but you know I will always love you. Take care of yourself squirt. Best of luck in your life. Stay strong for me and for your mother. Help her through.

DAD loves you xoxo

I was crying. I miss him so much. I put the letter in my middle desk drawer. I changed into some denim shorts and a ribbed tank top. I put my hair up in a bun. I decided to paint. I painted a girl whose face was lit up by the sun with tears on her face but there was a piano in the background and she is sitting in a pile of music sheets. This was my plan. I was painting away and I didn't notice someone in the room. I stepped back from my painting and into someone's chest. I gasped and spun around. Harry was smiling. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." He said. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked. "About an hour. Just watching you paint. Which you are very good at by the way." I blushed. He looked at me. "What?" I asked. He walked up to me. "You look hot with that paint on your leg and your face, and you're holding a paintbrush." I rolled my eyes. "Hmm." I hummed. I turned around to look at my painting again. I'm almost done. Just gotta put a few minor things on it. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist. "Harry! I'm trying to paint!" I cried. He kissed my neck. "I know." He whispered. "Where are the boys?" Noticing the kinda quietness downstairs. "They fell asleep. We had a long day recording." I laughed as he kissed my neck again. I sighed knowing I wouldn't be able to finish this right now. I put my paintbrush in the water, and turned around. He smiled. I returned it. I gave him a light peck on the lips. He shook his head, not satisfied. He pulled me too him by my waist. I giggled, and wrapped my arms around his neck, putting my fingers at the base of his hair. He looked at me. "Is your lovebite gone?" He asked. I nodded. "It's time for another one." He said with a straight face. Before I could protest his lips were on mine. He pulled me tighter into the kiss, with his hand on the back of my neck. He pulled my head back lightly by my hair giving him better access to my throat. He sucked on my soft spot making me moan lightly. He smirked and kissed my lips once again. We pulled away for some air and I had to return the favor. I kissed down his neck and he was wearing his v-neck so I pulled it aside and kissed his chest. He gasped softly. And I trailed back up nipping his ear and leaving him his love bite. I kissed his lips once again and pulled back. We were breathing slightly harder than normal. I hugged him. We sat in the floor against the wall. I was staring at my music sheets across the room and thinking about my dad'a letter when I got an idea. I jumped up suddenly. Harry looked at me funny. I ran into my room and grabbed the letter. I ran down the stairs, the boys were awake again. I ran up to Zayn. "Hey, what's the best tattoo parlor around here?" I whispered. He looked at me confused. "You want a tattoo?" He asked. I shushed him. It's a surprise. I need you to take me. "Don't you think Harry will be suspicious?" Zayn asked. I frowned. I looked over and Harry was at the bottom of the stairs looking at me intently. "Yeah. He will. But he'll like the outcome." I grinned. He grinned too. "You are a naughty, naughty girl." He laughed. I nodded. "I know. So I'll be ready in a minute." "Wait, we're going tonight?" I nodded. "Alright. Hurry up." He whispered. I ran to the stairs and past Harry. He came into my room as I threw a shirt over my cami. He was frowning. "What was that all about?" He asked. "It's a surprise." I shrugged. He looked a little angry. "You need Zayn for it?" He asked. Aww he's so cute when he's jealous. "Don't be jealous. You'll love the surprise. Promise. I'll be back in a little while. You're welcome to stay here and wait for me." I said. His eyes lightened up a little. "It's a surprise? For me?" He grinned. "Partly. It's for me too. But you'll like it." I said. He looked confused. "I trust you. I love you. I'll be here when you get back." I bounded over and kissed him. He smiled. I grabbed my jacket and my phone and my money and the letter and went downstairs. "Let's go!" I cried. Zayn laughed and we hopped in the car. "So why are you getting a tattoo?" He asked. "I found a letter from my dad today. And it gave me an idea for a tattoo. I've seen other people do it. They take someone's handwriting and they can get it tattooed. And he said I would always remember him. And I will. And he said that I would always remember him through music so that gave me another tattoo idea." I explained. Zayn nodded. "You two were close." He said. I nodded. "I miss him a lot." I said. We pulled in. "So why did you ask me and not Harry?" "Because I have a fear of needles an I didn't want to tell him because he would try to talk me out of it. Plus he likes surprises." I said. "You have a fear of needles yet you're getting your first tattoo?" He asked. "Oh it's not my first. I already have two. So we going in?" I asked. He nodded. "Thanks by the way." I said. "What are friends for?" He asked. I smiled. We walked in and they took us to the back after they asked what I wanted. I asked Zayn if he could come back with me. He looked a little hesitant. I could tell he was worried because I'd be half naked in front of him. "How is it any different than me in a bikini?" I asked. "Besides, i'll be on my stomach." I said. That made him feel better. They prepped me and I thought Zayn's eyes were gonna pop out of his head when he saw my tattoo. I only laughed. He could tell how scared I was when the buzzing started. He took my hand and I gladly took it. I squeezed it and he laughed a little at the faces I made. I got my dad's handwriting on my lower back. After that was done I looked at it in the mirror. I smiled. The one on my ear is gonna hurt like hell. (A/N Pictures on Pinterest. See Chapter 11 for details.) Zayn regretted holding my hand I think. Because I squeezed it so tight. He talked to me the whole time about random shit so it wouldn't be so bad. He thought they were really awesome though. And I was really excited. We climbed into his car and I winced. Moving didn't feel to good. But it was a good pain I guess. We got home an my mom still wasn't home. She must be having a late meeting or something. I thanked Zayn and walked inside. Harry was asleep on the couch. I smiled. He is so cute. I went and sat on him. Well, basically I was straddling him. He didn't move. So I kissed his lips. His eyelids fluttered open. He grunted, but then smiled. "Hello, love." He said, his voice thick with sleep. So sexy! It sent chills up my spine. So I kissed him again. He smiled into the kiss. He flicked the TV off. "So, where's my surprise?" He pouted, looking around. "It's still a surprise. You have to wait." I smiled. He grumped. I laughed at him. I yawned and he sat up. He kissed me and pulled me up to my room. I got ready for bed and he was in a pair of my dads old sweat pants I have and no shirt. He smirked at me when he caught me staring. I'm surprised he hasn't noticed my ear yet but oh well he'll see it soon. I climbed into bed and he pulled me to him and I fell asleep to his heartbeat, and him stroking my hair. Needless to say, I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

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Yay! Tattoos! If you look at Chapter 11's A/N you'll see how you can see the pictures! So vote leave your comments please! Like really I haven't gotten any so far! Peace out sorry it's so late. But goodnight