Strip

Chapter 14

Marks P.O.V:

gently pulling my singlet over my torso i withered in pain; never in my right mind would i have thought i would get a tattoo but damn it looked good! it was so full of detail you could see every strand on her gorgeous head. Dread filled my head, how am i going to explain this to her im going to look like a freaking pshycopath! shes never going to want to be with me now. I arrived at tatt ink just in time to find them opening their store front.

"hey you, do you remember me?"

"yeah i recognise you, you were trashed last night! i still cant believe you wanted me to tattoo her face on you bro but each to their own i suppose."

"i cant believe you tattooed me when i was in such a state! what were you thinking?"

"hey dont blame me bro. I tried to talk you out of it but you wanted your angel on you and i wasnt going to lose a customer so i agreed; but hey, at least shes hot"

"aye! shes mine." i angrily stormed away whilst i could faintly hear a chuckle in the background.

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"you're early"

"yeah i wanted to sort out the schedules for next week. hey, are you willing to work overtime this week?"

amelia shook her head "sorry boss no can do, i have class everyday this week cant you ask the other girls?"

"angel tell you what if you work this week i'll pay you double time"

she started pacing around my office i hated to push her like this i know she has alot on her plate but this was the only way i could spend time with her.

"i'll find another girl okay, sarah should be able to cover for me"

"okay well just get it sorted" i sat back in my seat forgetting about the massive tattoo on my back and winced as a sharp pain jolted up my spine.

"um. mark whats wrong with your back?"

"n-nothing!"

"sure. i saw you flinch in pain" she eyed me suspisiously before turning and leaving the room.

whew. that was close! i slumped on my desk feeling a migraine coming on. This was going to be a long day.

amelias P.O.V;

Mark was acting so weird! i wonder what his problem was? i made my way over to the changing room to find Sarah, there was no way i could work overtime and have the time to study for my fashion course, the stress was becoming too much.

"Sare, can you pleeeease do me a favor? I will love you forever!"

"You already do" she winked before adding "what do you want?"

"can you work overtime this week to cover for me?"

"fine mills but you owe me big time! have you finished my outfit?"

i pulled out her corset which looked like a lollypop and she squealed with delight.

"omgomgomg! mills this is amazing its better than i imagined!"

she ran to me and enveloped me in a giant hug "thankyou, thankyou, thankyou i love it" she threw the outfit on and twirled in circles "okay i will do your shifts but think of this as me paying you back okay?"

i laughed "alright deal"

making my way back to marks office i had a skip in my step knowing i can fully focus on my fashion designing i opened the door and mark was standing infront of his long legnth mirror admiring a freshly tattooed back. i ran over to him

"you never told me you had a tattoo, give me a look!"

he stepped away and covered himself "go away angel!"

i slimed my way past him and glanced at his tattoo... it was a picture of me. i froze shocked.. how could he do this? the tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"angel i can explain!"

i slowly backed out of his office "no.. um. i think im going to go home now."

I watched as he buried his face into his hands.

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