You're different from the others. (Narry)

Chapter Twelve: New tattoo day.

I woke up to find the bed was empty besides myself. I looked around and didn't see anything out of the ordinary. I looked at my alarm clock, it was noon. I got up and didn't bother putting on a shirt, I was in my own home. Though, if I was by myself, I wouldn't have these sweats on. I just walked down to the living room. I plopped myself down on the floor.

"Where's Niall? He wasn't in bed when I woke up?" I asked, no one in particular.

"Well, Niall has to be heading home cause I promised babysitting my nephew." I heard his accent call out. I looked up and at him. I stood up and walked up to him. He was dressed in his original clothes and had his backpack over his shoulder.

"Oh, okay. Well, let me walk you out." I told him, he nodded his head. I followed him out of the flat and to his car.

"Thanks for letting me stay the weekend." He said, I smiled.

"It was nothing. I will see you tomorrow, right?" I asked, leaning against the hood of his car. He looked at me and smiled.

"Of course, now get off so I can go see my nephew." He joked. I got up and watched him get in and back out. He drove off and I walked back into the flat. All the guys were looking at me with smirks on their faces.

"Oh, shut up. Who wants to go with me to get a couple new tattoos?" I asked. Zayn and Louis got up. 

"We will come." Louis said. I nodded my head and looked at everyone else.

"What will you guys be doing?" I asked.

"We are probably gonna clean up the flat and go shopping." Danielle said, I nodded my head and walked into the kitchen.

I grabbed a bottle of blood and walked up to my room and grabbed a plain white t-shirt and slipped it on along with my converse. I walked back downstairs and put what was left in the bottle. I walked into the living room to see Louis and Zayn kissing their ladies goodbye.

"We will be back later." I said. Louis, Zayn, and I ran to the nearest tattoo shop. We walked in and up to the lady who was snapping her gum. She looked up at us and quickly straightened up.

"What can I do you for?" She asked, snapping her gum while talking.

"We are wanting some tattoos." I told her, giving her my charming smile.

"Go behind that curtain and Andrew will be there soon." She told us. We walked behind a curtain and there were some chairs and the tattooing chair.

"So who's going first?" I asked.

"Who's going to be the longest?" Zayn asked.

"Probably me." I said.

"I'll go." Louis said and sat down in the tattooing chair. Zayn and I sat in the other chairs provided. It didn't take long before a middle aged man came in and sat in the chairs opposite of us.

"What can I get you?" He asked Louis.

"Well, I would like a little pack-man on my forearm and a triangle on my ankle." He answered.

The guy nodded his head and started drawing the pictures on the the paper. We just waited patiently for him to finish. It didn't take him long, when he was done, Louis liked it and the guy started to get it into his skin. It wasn't long before it was Zayn's turn.

"I'd like a little pirate thing and under it have it say 'a pirate's life for me'." Zayn told him. The guy got to work. It did take longer than Louis' but when it was done, it looked great. He had gotten out of the chair and I got in.

"I would like to have a top half a skeleton with a top hat and a suit in side a little card like thing on my arm." I tried my best to describe what was in my mind. "After I would like the number 1957 and 1967 inside of my collarbones." I told him.

He nodded his head. He started with the numbers, the quickest thing. When that was done, he drew out the skeleton one, since he was going to have to trace it. He made the drawing look better than what in my mind it looked like.

I nodded my head and he got to work. It took a lot longer than both of the guy's put together. Though, when it was done, it was better than I had imagined. We paid and I gave the guy a tip for such an amazing job he had done.

When we got back to my flat, it was clean and organized. We found everyone in the kitchen already eating supper. When I looked at the stove clock, I noticed how late it was. We quickly joined them in eating and conversation. I was excited for tomorrow.

"You know, since Halloween is coming up in a few days, we should go to a club that dresses up."  Nick suggested.

"And Harold, you can invite Niall." Ed winked at me. I just shrugged, it wasn't a bad idea, I would have to talk to him about it.  It wasn't long before I was heading off to bed for having the morning shift. It hadn't taken me long to fall asleep that night.