Baddest

Chapter 1

I was sitting in the tattoo parlor working on my Tim Burton leg piece. I had my leg crossed and pulled up to my chest. Jack was the tattoo artist working on my leg.

Jack: you sit so still.
Me: yeah but this hurts like a bitch.
Jack: I beat.
Me: you'd win that beat.

I closed my eyes and felt the needle hit my skin over and over again. You think I would be use to this seeing that I have over 15 tattoo's and 12 piercings.

Jack: what do you do for a living?
Me: I work for Malik Incorporated.
Jack: your boss must be really fucking cool to hire you with all this ink and piercings.
Me: yeah.

He finished my tattoo and I paied for it. It was raining outside and my car was parked all the way in the back. I took off running and slipped right on my ass taking someone down with me. I quickly got up and looked up at the person standing over me. The Machine Gun Kelly was standing over me.

Me: sorry.
Kells: your fine.
Me: okay.

I was so happy I left my phone in the car to charge cause right now it would of been fried and that would of been 600 dollars down the drain.

Kells: can I buy you lunch?
Me: uhmm sure.
Kells: okay follow me.

We walked into the mall and to the food court. We walked to the McDonalds and ordered.

Cashier: how can I help you?
Me: uhmm can I get a 20 piece McNugget, a small fry, and a large Coke.
Cashier: what kind of sauce?
Me: sweet & sour.
Cashier: will that be all?
Kells: no can I get a Big Mac, a large fry, and a large Dr. Pepper.
Cashier: that will be $20.69.

Kells paied and we went to sit down.

Kells: whats your name?
Me: you have to guess it.
Kells: what dose it start with?
Me: not telling just guess.
Kells: Summer?
Me: not even close.
Kells: Brittney?
Me: do I look like a basic bitch to you?
(No offense to anyone name Brittney)
Kells: Nicole?
Me: no but I do have an N and an E in my name.
Kells: Nikkie?
Me: no.
Kells: is it a season name?
Me: no.
Kells: November?
Me: No. My name is Nessa Horan.
Kells: Kells.
Me: yeah.
Kells: what are you doing later tonight?
Me: I don't know yet.
Kells: okay.

We ate and talked about random shit. We finished and dumped our trash.

Kells: I wish I could give you my number.
Me: my phone is in my truck.
Kells: well put yours in mine and I'll text you.
Me: sounds good.

I gave him my number and left. I walked to my truck and had a text from Kells. I saved his number and texted back then left. I pulled up to my grandma's house and went inside.

Me: Dia duit grandma. (Hello Grandma)
Grandma: Dia duit Nessa. (Hello Nessa)
Me: Tá daidí ar a dtugtar ( has dad called)
Grandma: Níl aon mil . Tá brón orm. (No honey. Sorry)
Me: B'fhéidir go bhfuil sé ach i ndáiríre gnóthach. (Maybe he is just really busy)

I walked up to my room and laid on my bed. I'm a total daddy's girl even tho I'm 20. I miss him when I was younger he use to take me touring with him but ever since Uncle Zayn got me that job he has been more and more distant with me.