Zayn, Lou, Harry, and I look through the book of drawings. Zayn takes out his phone and from what I can see, opens a picture and then shows it to the man. "I can do... her." He says then nods for Zayn to sit. "Oh Harry. We could do the flag and then us next to it. Wouldn't that be adorable?" Louis says to Harry. "I can't stop staring at your piercings." Harry said to Louis.
I stop at a page in the book that had one of the buddha sun/moon faces. Half was the moon, half was the sun. That would look cute on my back. Or even on my arm. Liam, while staring at me suddenly mumbles. "Hm?" I say back. "Nothing." He says, while looking back at the book. "You like that tattoo?" Liam says, while staring into my eyes. I nod yes. "I like that... too." Liam says. Niall was currently looking outside... for a clear place to smoke at. I heard the buzzing by near where Zayn was getting his tattoo. I looked at Harry. In my head, I moaned. If only he wasn't gay.
What am I doing to myself? Trying to get with each member of One Direction? This is so messed up. But can you blame me? They are some of the hottest tattoo'd, pierced, boys around.
Nialls POV (Point Of View):
How dare she. Why does she. Why do I? Why do I do this to myself? I need a answer. I just want to go and meet someone else. She doesn't care about me. She likes them. She wants them. She doesn't want me anymore. Is it because they care less, have more tattoos, are better looking, or what? I JUST WANT TO KNOW. I have to ask her before I kill myself. Or meet someone else.
Back to Jazmine's point of view:
I sit in the chair and point to the design. He starts, the second Niall walks back into the building. Zayn walks over as he shows me his tattoo. "Who's your tattoo of?" I say, while screeching. I see that the girl looks really familiar. Wavy hair, a beanie... Hm. It reminded me of someone. I couldn't tell who. Until, it was so clear... It basically was written on top of it. Because it was, in the smallest, lightest hand writing... 'Jazz'. Zayn calls me Jazz, all the time. My jaw dropped, when I saw that my tattoo was finished, I stormed out of the building.
