One Direction Imagines Book Three

Write On Me - Niall Song Imagine

Pick up the pen, put it on the paper
Write on my skin, bring me to life
Can't start again, there ain't no eraser
All of my flaws, you got them so right

Everything is blank until you draw me
Touching on my body like you know me

Write on me
Colour outside the lines
Love the way you tat me up
Baby take your time
Write on me
Give me some wings, I'll fly
Love the way you tat me up
I'll never change my mind
Write on me, write on me
Write on me, write on me
(Write on me)
Write on me (write on me)
Write on me
Love the way you tat me up
Write on me

You were my friend, straight and no chaser
Burns going down, but it keeps me alive
Tell me the truth, I like the danger
Cause in the end, you will be mine

Everything is grey until you draw me
Touching on my body like you know me

Write on me
Colour outside the lines
Love the way you tat me up
Baby take your time
Write on me
Give me some wings, I'll fly
Love the way you tat me up
I'll never change my mind
Write on me, write on me
Write on me, write on me
(Write on me)
Write on me (write on me)
Write on me
Love the way you tat me up
Write on me

I could see a city sleep
I could see an ocean wave
Everything is changing and it's written on my face
I could see a city sleep
I could see an ocean wave
Everything is changing and it's written on my face

Write on me
Colour outside the lines
Love the way you tat me up
Baby take your time
Write on me
Give me some wings, I'll fly
Love the way you tat me up
I'll never change my mind
Write on me, write on me
Write on me, write on me
(Write on me)
Write on me (write on me)
Write on me
(Won't you write on me yeah)
Love the way you tat me up
Write on me

Write on me
Write on me
Write on me

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Swirls, lines and more swirls filled your page as you doodled, completely transfixed on your paper and pen.

It's all you'd done in your spare time lately, having revision and work to do, and this was your one way to relax.

Coming down to the local cafe to draw was your routine.

That is until someone decided to interrupt your spare time with himself.

Sipping your drink you admire your work; drawing the things you want for yourself and the things that interest and inspire you was one of the things that kept you temporarily happy, when you weren't stressing over school.

"Excuse me?"

"Hm?"

Looking up, you see a pretty blonde boy staring back at you.

"I was just wondering if I could sit with you?"

"Yeah, sure." You agree, realising that all of the other tables were full.

Temporarily happy was the perfect description, because right now, this boy has just ruined it.

He was a gorgeous blonde and not to mention he has manners, yet he's too beautiful and he's sitting with you, making you feel uncomfortable.

You start thinking about him; about how he most likely has a girlfriend, most likely has lots of friends and was most likely the popular boy in school.