Heya guys here's the next chapter of the story, Really hope you like it, Leave me your feedback.
Niall's Pov:
We need to be more careful, I know we've said that alot but now more than ever we need to be. Zayn and I have nearly been caught by my dad once, And just the other night we were caught by Cher and Liam, It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. What if it was my dad and Trisha who walked in on us? It's been said before but Zayn and I need to get better and not being caught.
A smile spread across my face as I flicked through some of Zayn's drawings, He's drawn loads of cartoon characters, He's drew his friends and family in cartoon form, The smile spread across my face even wider when I came across pictures of me. Two particular ones caught my eye, One was me with the yin and yang symbol all over it, Another was me and it looked like I was holding a truck up in the air.
"You like them?" Zayn asked as he walked out the bathroom, I nodded my head as he dropped down on the bed.
"Yeah but I don't understand this one, Why am I lifting up a truck?" I questioned as I held up the drawing, Zayn examined it for a moment.
"It's supposed to symbolize the inner strength that you have inside of you" Zayn stated, I nodded my head in understanding. "Hey Ni you fancy coming to the tattoo parlor with me today?" Zayn asked, I nodded my head straight away.
That afternoon we drove down to the tattoo studio Zayn's been going to since the start, As we walked in I couldn't help but admire all the art work plastered over the walls.
"Zayn buddy how are you?" A voice filled my ears I looked up to see a heavily tattooed man giving Zayn a quick hug.
"I'm alright mate, This is Niall" Zayn stated before signaling towards me, I smiled before nodding my head.
"Alright Niall, So Zayn what we doing on you today?" The man asked.
"I'm actually looking to get a quote done, It's be true to who you are but I want it done in Arabic writing, I've written it down on this for you so you can get a rough idea" Zayn explained before handing the artist a piece of paper, He took a look before nodding his head.
"Any idea on where you'd like it placed?" The man questioned.
"Along my collar bone" Zayn replied, The artist nodded his head once again.
"Sounds brilliant, Listen give me a few minutes to get it stenciled up then we'll start, Hang here for a few minutes" He said.
"Alright mate" Zayn replied as the tattoo artist walked into the back of the shop. "Brilliant ain't it?" Zayn stated when he noticed me looking at the drawings.
"It's amazing" I exclaimed, Zayn smiled before signaling for me to look through the various display books. "How much does it hurt?" I asked.
"Depends on the placing, For me I'd say ribs hurt the most but I suppose it depends on the pain tolerance you have" Zayn informed me.
"I wanna get one" I said.
"Don't, Please" Zayn replied.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because I love your body without ink, It's beautiful, But if you really want one think about it for a long time, You don't wanna just get one in the heat of the moment because it looks cool then end up regretting it a few months or years down the line" Zayn stated, I nodded my head before the tattoo artist walked back up to us.
"Alright Zayn were ready mate" He stated, Zayn nodded before signaling for me to follow him and the artist, We walked into the back of the shop and Zayn sat down in the tattoo chair, I then sat in the chair beside him, He quickly pulled his shirt from his body before placing it in his lap, The tattoo artist placed the stencil on his skin a few moments later he peeled it away.
"What do you think?" He asked as he held up a mirror for Zayn to take a look in, Zayn nodded his head.
"It's sick" He replied, The tattoo artist nodded before placing the mirror back down, He then pulled on a fresh pair of gloves before taking hold of the tattoo gun, He turned it on causing a loud buzzing sound to fill the room.
"So what's the story behind this tat?" He asked as he began drawing the ink onto Zayn's skin.
"It's really just about being true to yourself and not other people, You have to do what makes you happy otherwise you'll end up being miserable being who you are is the best way to life your life" Zayn explained, I smiled as I took hold of Zayn's hand.
Later that night we were at home in our bedroom, I had my guitar in my hands and Zayn was laid down on the bed, The only sound in the room was coming from my guitar as I gently strummed the strings, After a few moments I put the guitar down and made my way over to Zayn, I slowly climbed on the bed before sitting on Zayn's lap, He smiled at me before placing his hands on my hips.
"Is it sore?" I asked as I signalled to the tattoo, Zayn shook his head.
"Nah it's alright" He replied as he gently stroked my hips.
"Oh that's a shame I was gonna kiss it all better" I teased.
"Oh, Ow Niall it's really sore" Zayn whined with a smirk on his face, I smiled before leaning down and kissing him, Zayn smiled against my lips as he pulled my body flush down against his, I slowly moved my lips to his fresh ink before placing a gentle kiss there, Zayn moaned gently as he moved one of his hands to my back, He then proceeded to take the bottom of my shirt into his hand, I pulled away from the kiss allowing him to pull the material from my body, I then went back to my previous position placing small kisses along his collar bone, Zayn slowly traced his fingertips up and down the back of my spine, I shivered against his touch before being rolled over so Zayn was ontop of me.
"I love you" Zayn stated my eyes widened.
"What did you say?" I questioned, Zayn chuckled softly before placing a small kiss to my lips.
"I said I love you" He repeated, My heart melted in that instant as I looked deeply in Zayn's eyes.
"I love you too" I replied, Zayn smiled before leaning down and connecting our lips together again, Our lips moved as one as our tongues danced around together, I slowly ran my fingers through Zayn's hair as he held me close to him.
"What the hell is going on?!" Zayn and I quickly pulled away before looking towards the door, Zayn's eyes widened as he opened his mouth.
"Mum"
