Bulletproof Love (Pierce the Veil fanfic)

Pretty Girls and Tattoos.

*1 year later*

“Hey Ness can you go out back and get me some red, black, blue and yellow ink? I got a client coming in today that wants a big piece of art on his thigh. He said he saw someone with some cool stuff from me at a concert!” I dropped the pen I was twirling with at the front desk and headed to the back of the store. I stood and looked around the shelves for the requested colours of ink my co-worker and also best friend Sophia asked for. After retrieving the colours of ink, I headed back out. “Uh Soph, there’s hardly any yellow left. You got any back in the room?” The buzzing of a tattoo gun stopped and my other co-worker Matt walked out.

“I got some in here she can use.” I flashed him a smile and walked into his room to grab it. The doorbell buzzed signalling someone was here. “Nessa I think my client’s here – Oh wait, yup he is. You ready?” I ran into her room and placed the ink on her table and headed for the entrance.

“Yup!” I said dragging the ‘u’. When I stepped through into the main room I stopped dead in my tracks. My eyes widened as two males who stood a few meters in front of me turned their heads to face the direction I was standing in. I gulped as I watched their faces study me. I couldn’t believe it. It was Tony and Mike from Pierce the Veil.

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“Ness, today we’re going to be working on Tony. He just brought along his friend Mike to check out some pieces.” After staring at Tony long enough to gain a slight smirk from him, I switched my glace to Mike who was already staring at me. I began to feel uncomfortable and blinked a little. “Uh… Ah yeah um, sure! Let’s get to it shall we?” I clasped my hands together and swivelled on my feet turning back towards the room.

“Oh hold on a sec Ness, Mike wanted to check out some designs first. Could you grab a few behind the desk for him please?” I closed my eyes, mentally sighing to myself.

“Mhm, okay.” I turned back around just as Soph and Tony were walking past to go get started. Tony winked at me and I blushed a little. “Good to see you again darling.” He whispered low enough only for me to hear. I looked down and bit my lip hiding a smile, a sign of me being shy. I heard Mike cough a little and I looked back up to see him standing there awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I’ll be right back.” I said as I held up my index finger as a sign for ‘1 second’ and headed to the bathroom.

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So let me explain myself a little. My name’s Vanessa Adams. I’m 23 years old and I work in a tattoo parlour with my best friend Sophia and her boyfriend Matt. I live in Santa Monica, Los Angeles in an apartment not so far from the beach with my boyfriend Dylan Clarke. My dream goal is to travel and be with the people I love. I love tattoos and have a few of my own all throughout my body, one of my favourite being a music symbol on my right hand symbolising my love for music. I adore music so much as it helped me throughout my troubled teenage years after losing my brother to suicide, suffering from depression, and cutting a lot. 4 years ago my parents left their LA home and moved to Vancouver to start new, leaving me to live with Sophia and her family. A year ago, I met 4 of my idols that I have looked up to most of my life. One of them, I have crushed on for as long as I can remember. And now as I brace myself against the bathroom sink preparing myself for the fact that THE Mike Fuentes is in the tattoo parlour I work in, I can’t help but think about how surreal this all is.

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I took a deep breath then pushed myself off of the sink and headed back out front. I found Mike staring at one of the walls, I’m guessing admiring the art on it. I coughed a little and he snapped his head straight away and looked at me. “So, shall we get looking at the designs for you?” I stretched my arm out and pointed to the desk and he nodded smiling slightly. I walked over and leaned over the desk grabbing a folder labelled ‘Designs 1’. “Okay so in here you’ll just find random stuff like patterns, people, just stuff that’s pretty popular here,” I spoke as I began flipping through the pages. “I personally like this one wh-”